Chapter 449: Endless Conflict – Daily Melon Eating at the Sickly Aunt’s Compound

Chapter 449: Endless Conflict—The Sickly Aunt’s Drama-Fueled Daily Life in the Compound

The Women's Federation Director arrived just in time—or maybe a little too late!

By the time she got there, the scene had already... uh... pretty much wrapped up!

What happened?

Mother Jiang and Zhang Mei were at each other’s throats, neither holding back a single punch.

Mother Jiang, her hair painfully yanked by Zhang Mei, pried Zhang Mei’s hand off and shoved her hard enough to send her sprawling backward. Zhang Mei, focused solely on her grip, didn’t notice in time and was knocked to the ground!

This fall was no minor injury—her elbow slammed hard against the pavement, sending white-hot pain through her arm.

"Ahhhh!" Zhang Mei screamed in agony.

Mother Jiang was startled by the cry, snapping back to some semblance of rationality, too scared to move a muscle.

Once the pain subsided, Zhang Mei’s hate-filled glare locked onto Mother Jiang. Clutching her injured arm, she stood up.

Her colleague, who had come with her, tried to help, taking a few steps forward—but Zhang Mei suddenly lunged out of nowhere, headbutting Mother Jiang and knocking her to the ground.

Zhang Mei then plopped right on top of her!

"Oww!" Mother Jiang howled like a wounded animal.

Only when both women were visibly injured did the bystanders finally react and pull them apart.

The Women's Federation Director arrived right at that moment.

Typical timing—wasn’t the fight technically over by then?

Except for the fact that they were still hurling curses at each other, cursing each other’s family trees to the 18th generation!

The Director was seeing red!

Zhang Mei had personally volunteered to handle matters in this alley today, yet here she was, screwing up by brawling with a civilian in broad daylight. It was downright infuriating!

"Zhang Mei, do you even want to keep this job? This is work hours—you’re here on duty, not to pick fights!"

Zhang Mei felt utterly wronged. "Director, how is this my fault? It wasn’t me! It was her—she’s the one who attacked me out of nowhere!"

The Women's Federation Director then turned her gaze to Mother Jiang before shifting to the colleague who had accompanied Zhang Mei. What on earth happened?

She had been urgently summoned after hearing one of her team was brawling in public, but she still didn’t know the reason behind it.

Hearing that this was a leader from the Women's Federation, Mother Jiang immediately burst into tears and lodged a complaint: "Leader! You’ve got to help us, ma’am!"

The Women's Federation Director’s vision swam. The kind of people they dreaded most were exactly like this—those who expected them to solve every little problem and threw a tantrum if their demands weren’t met.

Mother Jiang kept crying. She knew starting the fight put her in the wrong, but if she could spin a convincing story, she might still come out on top. Mimicking Mother Su’s pitiful wails, she put on a pitiful sobbing act, "Leader! You’ve got to help us, ma’am! This shameless woman tricked my daughter-in-law out of her job, wuuu..."

Women's Federation Director: "..." What nonsense was this?

She looked at Zhang Mei—wasn’t this Lin Shu’s mother?

Zhang Mei roared, "Bullshit! The job belongs to my daughter! She’s too far along in her pregnancy and can’t work right now, so she asked me to fill in for her!"

Mother Jiang wouldn’t back down. "What kind of daughter-in-law pulls that stunt? She married into our Jiang family—that job’s ours by right! Since when does her birth mother get to take over her work?"

"Pfft! This job was earned by my daughter through her own hard work. What’s it got to do with your Jiang family?"

"She’s one of us Jiangs, so of course it does! It has nothing to do with you!"

"I came to substitute with my daughter's permission! What’s it to you?"

"Hmph! I don’t give a damn—she’s married into the Jiang family, so this job should be ours!"

...

They bickered back and forth for several rounds, each insisting they should be the ones to take over the shift.

The Women's Federation Director listened for a while, starting to side-eye Lin Shu. As a Women's Federation staff member herself, Lin Shu couldn’t even handle her own family affairs properly.

"Enough! Stop arguing! This job belongs to Lin Shu, and any substitution must be approved by her. Zhang Mei was brought here by Lin Shu herself. If you have any issues, take it straight to Lin Shu," the Women's Federation Director declared.

This, of course, did not sit well with Mother Jiang.

If she couldn’t have it, then neither could Zhang Mei!

Going full "if I can’t have it, no one can," Mother Jiang launched into another round of pulling a Mother Su and wailing.

"A troublemaker like Zhang Mei has no place in the Women’s Federation! She even got into a street fight with me!"

Mother Jiang struck right at the Women's Federation Director’s biggest grievance with Zhang Mei. Seeing the Director’s expression darken, Zhang Mei’s heart sank.

Her eyes rolled shiftily, and she immediately grabbed her arm, howling in pain.

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Before this, Lin Mu had her doubts—were their injuries really that serious?

Honestly, they were a mess, their faces swollen, but they had been too busy hurling insults, lodging complaints, and crying to even mention the pain—until now.

"Hahaha! No kidding! Get this—I really thought their injuries weren’t that bad!"

"Right? Who knew they’d still be able to complain and cry after being so badly hurt!"

Afterward, everyone was saying!

Indeed, after Zhang Mei started crying about the pain, the Women's Federation Director didn’t even have time to say anything before bundling them both off to the hospital.

The crowd, not about to miss the show, eagerly followed—after all, they loved a good spectacle, and with no work tying them down, they were free to go wherever they pleased.

A whole parade trailed after them to the hospital!

Lin Mu, carrying her little basket with a pound of sponge cakes, trailed behind, curious to see who would come out on top.

For now, it was impossible to tell—both beaten to a pulp, neither lightly injured.

"Well, if it isn’t Aunt Lin! What’s the occasion?" Head Nurse Liu initially thought Lin Qing had been hospitalized again.

With Lin Qing’s frequent flyer status here, and with such a crowd in tow, it seemed like another one of her dramas—same as last time.

"No, two people got into a fight in the alley earlier, and now they’ve injured each other."

"Ah? Oh! Thank goodness! Thank goodness! I thought..." Lin Qing had suffered another 'shocking' incident!

Just glad Lin Qing wasn’t involved this time, Head Nurse Liu waved it off and went back to work.

As long as it wasn't someone she cared about, she quite enjoyed watching the commotion. So, with a shift in tone, she turned to ask Mother Lin who was involved in the fight.

Mother Lin had no qualms and directly explained their relationship!

Head Nurse Liu even shot Mother Lin a pitying glance, to which Mother Lin waved her hand dismissively, "No need to look at me like that—I have no ties to them whatsoever! We’ve cut ties, and even if there was one, it was ages ago!"

"Ah? Oh, I see!" Head Nurse Liu suddenly understood—so it was that messy!

She tactfully stopped there and didn’t press further.

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