The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

"Shen Mingzhu, you’ve been seeing other men behind Pei Yang’s back?!"

Suddenly, Shen Baolan blurted out such a sentence, and the surrounding mothers immediately fell silent, all eyes fixed on Shen Mingzhu.

Although they had been insinuating and mocking Shen Mingzhu’s lack of propriety, they had never been so blunt.

Shen Mingzhu glared coldly at Shen Baolan, "Shen Baolan, it seems like your butt has grown onto your face, spewing crap as soon as you open your mouth."

Shen Baolan pursed her lips, "You leave your son at home in the middle of the night and run out to date men. You’re the one doing such shameless acts, yet you won’t allow others to speak of it?"

"Gossipmonger."

Pei Ziheng suddenly uttered a word, his dark eyes ominously focusing on Shen Baolan, and his words were even more chilling to hear.

"In idle chatter, spreading rumors, framing others, slander, inciting discord—such a person will be cast into the Tongue-Ripping Hell after death. There demons will pry open her mouth, grasp her tongue with iron tongs, and cut it off with scissors, never to be reborn for all eternity."

After finishing, Pei Ziheng turned to look at Jiang Jing, "Mom always tells me that trouble comes from the mouth, and some people simply can’t control their words. They recklessly spread baseless gossip, sooner or later they’ll face divine retribution."

Though Pei Ziheng was young, the words he spoke were logical and irrefutable.