Good People Get Rewarded Madam: With a Single Order, Little Cheng Cheng, You Go Die

Sigh...

What kind of mess is this!

Tang Shouye sat in the private car on his way back to the company, sighing heavily. His gloomy mood had materialized on his face, making it look as bitter as a bitter melon.

Why were there so many things happening day after day?

He had finally sorted out his niece's situation, only for his brother-in-law to end up in the hospital. What was this, everyone taking turns clocking in at the hospital?

Li Erhe had collapsed and was now lying in the hospital. As his sister, Li Juan naturally stayed behind to look after him. Tang Shouye and his son were heading home to gather more people to help.

Wearing the same sorrowful and gloomy expression as Tang Shouye was his youngest son, who was still sprawled across the back seat, staring up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

Don't bow your head, the crown will fall!

Tears dampened his lollipop as he swore to...

Huh? Grandma? The youngest son was still wallowing in his own sorrow when he suddenly saw a familiar figure riding a bicycle by the side of the road. The speed wasn't very fast, and it was wobbling.

The youngest son's pea-sized eyes widened in shock. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and after repeatedly confirming that he wasn't seeing things, he began slapping his gloomy dad sitting next to him.

Dad, Dad, look, Grandma! the youngest son said excitedly.

Tang Shouye: ...

Tang Shouye looked speechless. Brat, don't force me to smack you. Look at what time it is. Your grandma is definitely still sleeping. It's not like you don't know how much she loves to sleep in.

When I was little, the reason I was late for school every day during winter was because your grandma couldn't get up to take me. Sigh...

This time, it was Tang Shouye's turn to stare up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle. Recalling the past, in other families, it was the kids who refused to get out of bed. In their family, it was the exact opposite. None of the brothers slept in, except for him and his little sister, of course.

And then there was their mom.

She slept sounder than anyone else. Breakfast was just the big meat buns or steamed buns she made the night before; they had to heat them up and gnaw on them themselves.

The youngest son: ...

The youngest son thought about it, and it seemed to make sense. Grandma could sleep even more than he could. It was so early; how could it be Grandma?

And such a coincidence, right on the road?

It must just be someone who looked like her, right?

But, Dad, I still think that person looks like Grandma. Look... hiss, she fell!

The youngest son's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He suddenly saw the elderly lady by the road, who looked very much like his grandma, lose her balance on the wobbling bicycle. Both the person and the bike tumbled onto the side of the road.

It startled him.

His little hands frantically slapped his dad, who was still lost in his memories.

Hiss, you brat, are you itching for a beating? How could it be your grandma? I told you, your grandma is sleeping at home right now... Mom!!!

Tang Shouye put on a fierce face, planning to give his son a ten-pull of parental love to teach him a lesson. He subconsciously glanced in the direction his son was pointing, only to find his own mother lying by the road, having been solo-killed by a bicycle.

Tang Shouye: ???

Stop the car, stop the car, stop the car right now!!!

The car turned on its hazard lights and quickly pulled over. Tang Shouye hurriedly scrambled out of the car, practically crawling over, with his youngest son following close behind. The sight of two lumps of flesh, one big and one small, running down the street was quite a comical scene.

Ouch... hiss, this bike is too hard to ride. Mother Tang winced in pain, rubbed her knee, and muttered a few words as she prepared to climb back up.

Mom!

Suddenly, her chubby son's ghost-wailing howl echoed from the side, giving Mother Tang another fright. Turning her head, she saw her chubby son rushing over in a panic.

Eh? Fourth Brother, why are you here? Mother Tang blinked.

Tang Shouye: ...

Shouldn't I be the one asking that?

Tang Shouye couldn't care less about that right now. He hurriedly helped his mother up and dusted off her clothes. Mom, why are you here? Shouldn't you be sleeping at home right now?

I told you it was Grandma, Dad, but you didn't believe me, the youngest son chimed in with a critical hit.

Mother Tang didn't blush or skip a beat: I slept pretty early yesterday. Saw the weather was nice today, so I came out for a stroll.

A stroll?

A giant question mark popped up over Tang Shouye's head. No matter how he listened to it, those words sounded wrong. If he remembered correctly, his mom never used to talk like this. Her motto was: if she could sit, she would never stand; if she could lie down, she would never sit.

Why did she suddenly decide to go for a stroll today, and so early at that... Something wasn't right.

Mom, where are you heading? Tang Shouye asked.

Just strolling around, seeing if I can buy some groceries or something. Enough talk, let's go home. My exercise time for today is just about up anyway. Mother Tang patted the dust off her clothes and walked toward her son's car parked by the road.

Sitting inside, she seemed to remember something. She poked her head out and shouted at her chubby son.

Oh, right, chubby boy, this bike needs to be ridden back and parked at a designated spot. A kind-hearted girl just scanned it for your mom. If it's not returned on time, they'll charge her an overtime fee. We can't do something so unauthentic and mean.

Tang Shouye: ...

He was just wondering how his mom managed to scan a shared bike with her senior citizen phone. Since when did senior phones have such advanced features?

Tang Shouye took a glance. He shouldn't bother with the shared bike, but since that girl had helped his mom out, he figured he'd check if she had a job. If not, he could arrange a cushy position for her in their company as a token of gratitude.

Mom, don't worry about the bike. I'll handle it later.

No way, chubby boy. Aren't you making your mom look ungrateful? Forget it, I'll do it myself. You take the car back, and I'll ride it back for her. Mother Tang said, getting ready to step out of the car and ride the bike.

Tang Shouye: ...

Mom, you were just solo-killed by the shared bike, and you still want to ride it?

Tang Shouye's scalp went numb. Alright, alright, I'll ride it. I'll ride it over and park it properly. You guys go ahead first. I'll call a car and come back later.

Seeing this, Mother Tang finally stopped and comfortably sat in the car, heading home with her youngest son. Soon, the car sped off toward the Tang family residence, leaving Tang Shouye alone by the road, holding the bike and opening his navigation app.

He located the nearest shared bike parking spot.

Total distance 28.6 kilometers, estimated time 2 hours and 48 minutes. The route has been planned for you. Wicked Map will continue to navigate for you...

Tang Shouye: ???

How far???

Tang Shouye almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood. If his mom hadn't run into him today, at her speed, she probably wouldn't have made it home until dark!

Damn it!

Ahhhhhh~~~~

Oh, destiny——

Why do you torture me so~~~

As Tang Shouye pedaled, he couldn't help but hum this song out loud. This classic song held epoch-making significance, a little tune for the bitter-fated. Back in the day, when Tang Shouye was studying alone in the heavy snow, he used to hum this exact song.

He never expected that after all these years, going around in circles, it would still be you. Ahhhhhh~~~ Oh, destiny, why must it be like this...

Tang Shouye pedaled the tricycle toward the nearest station, pedaling with all his might, treating it as a weight-loss exercise.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of Dahai City, on an inconspicuous street, the "little lady" who had helped Mother Tang was holding her daughter's hand while buying groceries by the roadside.

It was none other than the woman and Duoduo, who had just come out of the hospital to buy groceries for dinner. Old Gong was still lying in the hospital. The woman didn't trust the food sold outside, fearing it might upset his stomach. Since he was already sick, it was natural that he needed to eat cleaner food.

"Mom, when I grow up, will Uncle like me?" Duoduo looked up, her little face full of expectation.

The woman: "..."

Looking at her daughter's innocent appearance and the expectation in her eyes, the woman really couldn't bear to tell her the truth. She sighed inwardly and rubbed her daughter's head.

"Well, he probably will..." The woman didn't dare to guarantee it. She could only take it one step at a time and feed her daughter false hopes. Sigh.

She didn't want to be like this, a parent full of "lies," but she had no other choice in this matter but to tell a "white lie." She couldn't possibly tell her daughter the truth.

Duoduo, even if you grow up, nothing will come of it with your uncle. Besides, by then, his child will also have grown up. As for having a chance... there might be a chance in a circus.

Sigh.

The woman sighed and continued to select vegetables at the stall in front of her, while simultaneously planning the menus for today's lunch and dinner in her mind.

She didn't pay any special attention to what her previous unintentional act of kindness toward an elderly lady on the roadside might bring her.

After coming out of the hospital, Mother Tang had approached a few people, asking if they could help her hail a cab or something, promising to pay them back once she got home since she didn't have any money on her. As a result, people treated her like a scammer and refused without a second thought.

They thought it was some new type of scam. Their anti-fraud awareness was on point, but unfortunately, the opportunity was lost.

The world was cold and fickle. Mother Tang sighed and planned to walk back. Let alone finding someone to help hail a cab, there wasn't even anyone willing to scan a shared bicycle for her. Sigh...

What was wrong with the world these days?

Mother Tang could have called others, but she didn't want to trouble the people around her, so she ultimately didn't do it and planned to walk back.

As a result, the woman who had been observing from the side for a while while grocery shopping with Duoduo stepped forward and scanned a bike for Mother Tang...

...

The Tang residence.

The car parked steadily outside. The young boy got out of the car first, and Mother Tang followed closely behind.

"I wonder when that fat boy will be back," Mother Tang muttered, looking in a certain direction in the distance. It wasn't that she was afraid Tang Shouye would get lost, but rather that she was afraid of missing the time to return the bike to the person, betraying the trust of that kind lady.

Nowadays, there weren't many kind-hearted women like her left. They absolutely had to keep their word!

"Let's go, Xiaobao, Grandma will make steamed buns for you."

"Okay..."

Mother Tang held her grandson's hand and walked toward the house. The little boy was extremely happy, bounding around like a monkey. Great, he could eat again! He had completely forgotten about the sad things in the hospital earlier.

Even if he was going to be emo, he had to eat his fill first before being emo.

"Grandma, what is Grandpa doing?" The little boy saw his grandfather standing at a nearby corner with a rather strange expression on his face.

Hearing this, Mother Tang looked over and found her old man standing there, hiding behind a pillar, looking sneaky. Was he eavesdropping?

Mother Tang: "???"

What was this little old man doing?

Mother Tang made a shushing gesture to the little boy. He understood instantly, nodding vigorously, and then the two of them tiptoed over quietly.

Mother Tang reached out a hand, clenched it into a fist, gathered her strength, and flick!

She flicked Old Master Tang right on the head.

Old Master Tang: "..."

What a familiar technique. The anger that had just flared up in Old Master Tang was immediately suppressed. In this world, there were only two people who dared to lay a hand on him like this... Mother Tang and Tang Yuyao.

"What are you doing acting all sneaky? You're so old, yet you're still eavesdropping. Have you no shame?" Mother Tang said disdainfully, judging her husband from the moral high ground.

Old Master Tang: "..."

Guilan, you...

Mother Tang was talking the talk without walking the walk, completely forgetting the fact that she had eavesdropped at the door several times before and had even been caught.

Old Master Tang spoke helplessly, briefly explaining what had happened earlier.

"So you're saying you're afraid our daughter might do something foolish?" Mother Tang blinked, her expression turning comical.

"Oh my, aren't you quite concerned about Yaoyao? Why do you put on a stinky face all day long, making it look like you two are at odds? Wouldn't it have been better to be like this earlier, right, Little Tieshan?"

Old Master Tang: "..."

Little Tieshan?

This was an intimate nickname they used in private when they were young. They only called each other that when no one else was around. Old Master Tang didn't mind, but the problem was that right now...

The little boy was watching the drama unfold from the side, his eyes wide as saucers. He blinked, seemingly still savoring what his grandmother had just said.

Wow... who would have thought that Grandpa and Grandma had this kind of history?

Old Master Tang's old face flushed red. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He wanted to retort but was afraid Mother Tang would get angry and upset, and never call him that again. He could only force a serious expression and keep a straight face. "Ahem, I still have some things to do. Just keep an eye on her..."

After saying that, he ran away as if fleeing.

The only thing hard on his whole body was his mouth. The father and daughter were cut from the same cloth, famous for being stubborn. Wasn't this just a form of elderly tsundere?

Mother Tang blinked. "Just keep pretending. You obviously care a lot."

"Xiaobao, did you see that? Your grandpa has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He obviously cares so much about your aunt, yet he insists on pretending not to care. According to what you young people say, I think this is called being a tsundere..."

The little boy: "..."

Grandma, tsundere... I don't think that's how you use it.

Old Master Tang was chased away. Now, the person eavesdropping at the door became Mother Tang. No, wait, add a little one to that.

The grandmother and grandson leaned against the door, eavesdropping on the commotion inside the room.

"Boohoo, it's over. Boohoo, I don't want to live anymore. Boohoo..."

"I'm going to die, boohoo..." Tang Yuyao's faint sobbing came from inside the room.

Mother Tang: "..."

The little boy: "..."

The two of them seemed to understand a bit why "Little Tieshan" had been leaning against the door eavesdropping earlier and hadn't left for a long time. It turned out he didn't really want to eavesdrop; he just didn't dare to leave!

"Boohoo... I want to die..."

Inside the room, Tang Yuyao was wrapped in a blanket, looking like a huge lump. She kept wiping her tears, looking extremely aggrieved... A cowardly lizard, an ostrich with its head buried in the sand, a useless older leftover woman—all sorts of red titles were "bestowed upon her body."

...

The Du family's private hospital.

Du Wanyi climbed in through the window, carrying a specially made version of knockout drops—oh wait, "knock-Han drops"—ropes, and a high-definition video camera.

She successfully arrived at the battlefield and entered a state of first-degree readiness. Seeing Little Hanhan lying on the hospital bed, her nostrils flared, and her breathing became rapid.

What a great opportunity!

There is an opening! (Summit War Whitebeard Limited Edition)

Now it had become the Hospital Room Young Lady Limited Edition!

Under Ye Cheng's shocked gaze, Du Wanyi sprinted like she was running a hundred-meter dash, took the rope in her hands, and treated the Young Lady to the art of bondage!

The entire process went incredibly smoothly. After tying up the Young Lady, she began fiddling with the high-definition camera she had brought along, getting ready to capture the most brilliant moment...

"Little Chengcheng, make your move the moment I give the order!" A confident smile filled the corners of Du Wanyi's mouth.

Ye Cheng: "..."

What Ye Cheng actually heard was: Little Chengcheng, go to your death the moment I give the order!

Ye Cheng: "..."

Is there any possibility that... Madam, the Young Lady has been awake this whole time!!!

A mask of pure agony washed over Ye Cheng's face. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his legs were already turning to jelly. I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead... This has gone way too far. Madam, you are so screwed!

The strange thing was... the Young Lady was still in a "sound asleep" state, showing absolutely no signs of waking up.

Ye Cheng: "???"

Nani?