"Mother, are you alright? We haven't even eaten ourselves, where can we get you some grain? Do you really think that there's a filling drop from the sky? "

Zhou Zhaodi looked at Sung Honghua whose face was sallow as if he had no bones, and spoke unhappily.

"You … If not for you telling me to go to the Lao Er to play dead, would I still have to offend the Lao Er's family? "

Back then, Zhou Zhaodi had pretended to be dead and pushed this matter to Chen Wuyue, making it impossible for the Captain to do so that Zhao Zhilin, the brother, could take his place.

In the end, although he had exposed it in public, he did not manage to reap any benefits. Zhao Zhiyuan had even broken off his relationship with Sung Honghua, mother and son, in front of the village branch.

Thinking about this, Sung Honghua's liver ached.

In the past, no matter how bad their relationship was, she wasn't hungry.

Although the Lao Er family was not willing to interact with her, but during the new year, they would give her all the food they had.

Sung Honghua didn't care about being considerate anymore. She just knew that she was hungry.

"I am a wicked woman? Then what are you? I didn't come up with this idea in the first place. Even if I did, didn't you agree to it? I didn't blame you for your poor acting!

At that time, if you were a little more skilled and couldn't get up from the ground, would we have been exposed? "You are the one who should be scolding, I say. You can't even control your own son, he eats and drinks spicy food at home, why don't I give you some food to eat, you old woman!"

Zhou Zhaodi spoke in a weird tone.

A few years ago, she was still fearful of the old lady. After all, the old lady's own son was the Captain.

However, ever since the two of them broke off their relationship, Zhou Zhaodi couldn't bear to see that old woman anymore.

The old fart only knew how to eat from day to night. Since it was the same ration, why was it that she ate more than others and didn't work?

He didn't wash his clothes or sweep the floor. Did he really think of himself as the daughter of a rich landowner?

Pui!

She wasn't used to it when others were used to it.

"You … "You …" Sung Honghua held onto her chest. She could not win against Zhou Zhaodi, so she looked towards Zhao Zhilin, "Son, quick … Beat this slut to death, she said that to your mother, beat her to death! "

Zhao Zhilin looked at Zhou Zhaodi.

Since I'm so old now, to put it harshly, it's going to be a waste of food.

But his wife was different. She was in the same bed. If he died in the future, who would he rely on?

He couldn't rely on his wife?

If he offended his wife, who would wash the clothes and cook for him?

Who's going to clean up the house?

Zhao Zhilin hurriedly said, "Mother, why do your words sound so unpleasant? What do you mean … Woman, this is my wife, your daughter-in-law. "

"Pah! I don't have a daughter-in-law like her. Tell her to scram, and tell her to scram …" Sung Honghua roared loudly, and after he was done, he started coughing violently.

Zhao Zhilin retreated quickly, as if he had contracted some kind of incurable disease.

Zhou Zhaodi saw his actions clearly, the pleased expression on his face became even more obvious, "Old granny, you are so venomous, even my man wants to beat me up. Let me tell you, if he dares to make a move, I will immediately divorce him. At his age, other than me, no one else wants him."

"Wife, what are you talking about? What divorce, no divorce!" Zhao Zhilin smiled obsequiously.

"Did you hear that?" Zhou Zhaodi looked at Sung Honghua.

Sung Honghua started to cry. It would be useless to call him a son later.

In a moment, he would call him a suffering man. His youngest son would break off their relationship, and his eldest son would be afraid of his wife, regardless of whether he was his own mother or not.

While crying and shouting, Zhao Decai and Zhao Wangcai returned.

They had come back to move things. Someone from the soap factory needed to be there on the night shift.

The two brothers immediately applied and moved to the other side.

One of his goals was to avoid his parents and grandma.

Seeing his two grandsons, Sung Honghua immediately stopped crying, and started berating Zhou Zhaodi in front of the two brothers.

Zhou Zhaodi was originally going to the soap factory for his two children, so he was not angry with himself for what he had said. When he saw that they had returned and were packing up their things, he became even angrier.

"What are you doing? He didn't even cook when he returned, he only knew how to pack his things! Hurry up and explain to me why you didn't tell me when you went to the soap factory. Do you know that Zhao Zhiyuan is setting you up? He wants you to work for nothing and not give him food! " Zhou Zhaodi puffed his mouth non-stop.

Initially, the two brothers didn't want to explain, but they couldn't bear to hear Zhou Zhaodi, the mother, slandering their second uncle.

Zhao Wangcai stood up and spoke as he clenched his fists, "Mother, don't talk about it anymore. Second Uncle would never scam us, and he has never scammed us either! On the other hand, you and Father cheated on us quite a bit. "Especially elder brother, you wanted to go to a woman's house and cause trouble, causing her to almost commit suicide. As for elder brother, are you still not married?"

"What are you talking about? You must have overturned the heavens right? You dare to say that I, your mother, am bad for an outsider! "

Zhou Zhaodi immediately pushed Zhao Wangcai.

Zhao Wangcai was not fast enough to react, and was pushed a few times before smashing his back against the wall.

"Enough, am I wrong? It's all because of you, the parents of other families, who come home early every day to earn some work points, who plan this for their children, who are afraid that their children will not be able to marry into their wives. But what about you guys, the things that have already been agreed upon, all of you want to destroy it.

Zhao Wangcai choked on his anger at the bottom of his heart.

With his big brother's marriage gone, he didn't know what to do for the rest of his life.

He also couldn't see the future. He didn't even know how long he would last.

"You bastard!" Zhou Zhaodi raised his hand and slapped Zhao Wangcai.

This slap might have used too much strength, Zhou Zhaodi's hand was already numb.

Zhao Decai, who initially wanted to endure, completely exploded out. From behind the door, he picked up a wooden stick and passed it to Chen Chou Di, and said to her: "Beat it, kill the two of us, kill it, you guys are free."

"Brat, don't think I don't dare!" Zhou Zhaodi clenched the wooden stick tightly.

"I know you dare, so I let you hit us. If you can't beat us today, we'll go find the Captain and split the family with you!"

Enough, enough, enough.

If a beating could be exchanged for freedom, there was nothing bad about it.

Hearing his son's words, the wooden stick in Zhou Zhaodi's hand smashed onto Zhao Decai's body without care for his life.

"You're not allowed to hit my big brother …"

Zhao Wangcai pounced towards the two brothers, and the wooden sticks on their bodies started raining down.

The sun gradually set, and the sky was about to turn dark.

Inside Zhao Zhilin's house, the sound of a wooden stick smashing onto someone could still be heard.

Zhao Zhilin was afraid that if he continued to hit them, they would die, and at that time, no one would work for them anymore, snatching the wooden stick from Zhou Zhaodi's hands.

"Alright, alright, the two kids already know their wrongs, we won't fight anymore." Zhao Zhilin said.

Just as he finished speaking, Zhao Decai's cold voice rang, "Is it over? Do you still want to continue? "

— — The content is from [Mick Read]