Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1115: The Truth Comes to Light

Fang Rongyue thought that even if her cousin hadn't realized it back then, she still had no business treating their family as idiots or allowing the Nie Family to get exploited.

Her face turned icy immediately: "Cousin, with all these people around right now, you must see that the secret you've tried so hard to hide—we already know about it."

Mrs. Cui grew somewhat panicked: "Rongyue, we've been sisters for years, always on good terms, so I truly don't get what you're implying?"

Fang Rongyue glanced at the sister-in-law who assisted in the delivery room years ago: "Sister Qiu, I hate to bother you."

Sister Qiu scanned the crowd and explained, "Back then, Ziqiang’s mom entered labor ahead, even though it came early, the baby was tiny, so it came out first.

For Rongyue, labor was tough, and she passed out deeply right after delivery. That baby was big and carried a birthmark right at the tailbone."

Mrs. Cui’s expression shifted dramatically upon hearing this.

Fang Rongyue turned to the Cui Family: "Ziqiang was raised in your home, so you’d know if there’s a birthmark on his tailbone."

Mrs. Cui shook all over, understanding that Rongyue and her husband had come today fully prepared, having verified everything—otherwise, with their fondness for Hongbing, they wouldn’t rush back like this.

She drew in a heavy breath: "Rongyue, I genuinely had no idea at the start; only on my mother’s deathbed did I learn the truth, but by then the boys were already adults, settled into their families, so I figured it best to leave things as they were, and that’s why I kept silent."

Fang Rongyue normally kept a calm demeanor, yet she had her limits too: "The 'habit' in each family you mentioned just means turning my son into your family's beast of burden.

That 'habit' involved leveraging our ties to secure jobs for your two sons, all while making my boy wait on them hand and foot for your clan?

Cousin, you sure know how to scheme."

These remarks left Cui Ziqiang and Nie Hongbing completely dumbfounded.

What on earth had they just heard?

Nie Hongbing stared at the Nie couple in confusion: "Mom, what do you mean?"

A flicker of hesitation crossed Fang Rongyue’s gaze, but ultimately, the boy before her wasn’t her flesh and blood. Had her cousin been clueless and raised both sons fairly, her fury wouldn’t burn so hot.

She had doted on her cousin’s frail boy like priceless treasure in his sickly youth; the slightest mishandling could spark illness. She worried he’d dissolve in her mouth or shatter in her grasp.

But her cousin? She’d worked Fang Rongyue’s own son like the Cui Family’s steadfast old plow ox, placing even Ziqiang’s kids below her precious grandson.

She hadn’t been blind to it before, harboring quiet doubts, yet since it was her cousin’s household affair, she held her tongue—but now, it gnawed at her fiercely.

Finally, Father Cui couldn’t shrink back any longer and had to speak: "Rongyue, this is my wife’s mistake; she viewed it too lightly."

Nie Huaiyuan wasn’t buying it: "Brother-in-law, you’re only finding out about this now as well?"

Father Cui found himself speechless.

His pause spoke volumes to the spectators.

A murmur rose: "No surprise Ziqiang never measures up no matter his efforts, or why Ziqiang’s grandsons get treated worse than the rest."

"The Cui pair sure lacks shame, raising another’s child to serve them dutifully while pulling strings via the cousin’s husband for their own boy’s job."

"Remember when their family needed to send someone down to the countryside? The Cuis kicked up a storm to ship off Ziqiang, fresh with his new job—except he was courting Yanqing then."

Later on, without a job you’d head rural, but Ziqiang got fortunate, aiding a stranger outside, encountering a patron, landing work, and dodging the countryside."

"Few know this, but that first job of Ziqiang’s? The Cuis eyed it for their fifth kid, till Yanqing threw a fit; fearing scandal, they backed off from stealing it."

Father Cui overheard the chatter, burning with shame: "Rongyue, Huaiyuan, no matter what, let’s discuss this indoors."

Fang Rongyue seethed with rage now, refusing her cousin and cousin-in-law any courtesy.

Father Cui noted their refusal to yield, flaring up too: "Fine, so what’s your plan here? They’re adults with jobs already."

Fang Rongyue saw the cousin pair resorting to brazen denial.

She didn’t mince words: "Of course, set things right where they belong. We’re taking Ziqiang’s family with us."

Mrs. Cui freaked out: "Hongbing grew up entirely under your care; even without blood ties, he’s your nephew—what happens to his position if you ship him to Sanyuan?"

Nie Huaiyuan felt the exact outrage as his wife Fang Rongyue; had the Cuis truly been ignorant of the mix-up at first, they wouldn’t act so callously. Clearly, they’d exploited the entire lineage, the biased handling of the younger generation being utterly intolerable.