Seeing that the second brother also chickened out, Aunt Lan Hua was furious, "Third son, you go!"

Yang Xiaocui’s third brother wasn’t foolish. If the first and second brothers wouldn’t go, why should he take the lead?

If he took the lead, and their little sister held a grudge against him, he wouldn’t even know how he might end up dying later, so he hesitated to step forward.

Seeing none of her three sons willing to step up, Aunt Lan Hua was enraged. If they didn’t dislocate the little daughter’s arm today, their land would be gone, and without that land, it would be the end of the Li Family.

How could they live without land?

These people only wanted to dislocate an arm, which was indeed letting them off easy.

Compared to being thrown into jail or sold to a brothel, this was far better.

Missing an arm wouldn’t hinder much; she could recover at home for a while, and after some time, they could find her a marriage. If they couldn’t find a good match, they would settle for a bad one; they couldn’t support her forever.

Call her heartless or unfeeling, but she had no choice now. She couldn’t sacrifice the family’s source of survival for this daughter.

Turning to her three daughters-in-law, she said, "You all go; if you don’t, the land will be gone, and what will you eat and drink?"

Her three daughters-in-law weren’t foolish either. Who would do such a vile thing in front of so many people? If they really went up front, they would be despised by the villagers for life. Whoever went would be a fool.

Though anxious and heartbroken for the lost land, it seemed that someone had to go eventually.

The situation was at a standstill, and Li Chuntao’s eldest brother spoke, "Changed your mind? Then bring the land deed for ten acres."

Seeing that the Li Family was determined not to stop until an arm was dislocated, Aunt Lan Hua felt she had no choice but to resort to her trump card. "Isn’t it time to divide the family? Whoever goes will get more in the division."

Even such tempting conditions couldn’t get anyone to step up!

Aunt Lan Hua, aggravated, had to pick herself up, grab a shovel, and head towards Yang Xiaocui, cursing as she went, "A bunch of useless things, what’s the point of having you, can’t even protect the family."

Seeing that no one in the family dared to make a move, Yang Xiaocui felt somewhat relieved; at least they hadn’t become that ruthless yet.

But when she saw her mother coming at her with a shovel, desperation filled her heart, and she begrudged her mother to the bone.

She got up and started running, but with so many people in the yard, where could she possibly run in such a confined space?

Before she could take a few steps, something tripped her, causing her to fall to the ground.

Aunt Lan Hua arrived at Yang Xiaocui’s side and swung the shovel down onto her shoulder.

"Ah!" Yang Xiaocui let out a painful cry from the blow of the shovel.

The scene was enough to make anyone watching shudder; it looked agonizingly painful.

Aunt Lan Hua didn’t know where she got the strength; she just wanted to finish quickly and get rid of the crowd, striking Yang Xiaocui’s shoulder a few more times while saying, "Don’t blame your mother; you’ve done so much, this is the payback. Don’t worry, without an arm, your mother will take care of you."

At this moment, tears flowed from Yang Xiaocui’s eyes, along with despair.

How could she not blame her?

Today her mother broke not just her arm, but the bond between mother and daughter.

If one day...

With eyes filled with despair and hatred, Yang Xiaocui finally closed her eyes.