Seeing that Ye Zhaoyu was not in any danger, Ye Fei stood in the crowd and continued to watch the excitement.

Zhang Zhaodi was stunned for a long time before she reacted and reached out to scratch Ye Zhaoyu's face.

That vixen's face is so alluring.

Once she scratches it raw, let's see if that bitch Ye Zhaoyu will still have the face to show in public.

Ye Zhaoyu quickly and gently slapped Zhang Zhaodi's hand away.

Awoo.

Zhang Zhaodi held her hands and wept bitterly.

What kind of strength is this? Just one hit and it hurts so much, it feels like my hand is going to break.

"Swear properly, don't resort to physical violence," Ye Zhaoyu scolded.

The person she was waiting for didn't arrive, so she continued playing with Zhang Zhaodi for a while longer.

She thought Zhang Zhaodi was so powerful that she couldn't keep cursing her anymore.

“You, you… you…” Zhang Zhaodi pointed at Ye Zhaoyu, unable to utter a single word, her eyes involuntarily turning to her reflection in the mirror.

Ye Zhaoyu was extremely pleased.

As expected, Mom was right. When faced with others insulting or disgusting you, you need to stay calm and react composedly.

You don't have to use foul language to insult someone. Sometimes a gesture or a simple action can stop someone from cursing, and that's real skill.

Ye Zhaoyu stood up, hands on her hips, looking down at Zhang Zhaodi. "You can't curse me now, can you? My turn. Are you ready?"

"I...I...I am your mother, a stepmother is still a mother, how dare you insult me." Zhang Zhaodi looked at Ye Zhaoyu, who was getting imposing, and felt scared, but she still said what she wanted to say.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Zhang Zhaodi couldn't quite say, "I am your mother." She tried hard not to look at herself in the mirror, but she couldn't help but look again.

"So let me tell you, how dare you call yourself my mother? My mother is a person, not a hen. All you do is bring up the idea that a woman who doesn't give birth to a son is like a woman who can't lay eggs."

What, aren't women human?

So you're not human, how dare you call yourself my stepmother?

oh.

Maybe my adoptive father wasn't human either, which is why he married you, a monster who isn't human.

Yeah, you'll just keep giggling all day long, and all you can say is that you can't lay eggs. When you're cursing a woman, is all you can say is that you can't lay eggs?

What, you're so awesome, why don't you have a little extra flesh between your legs that you're proud of?

Look at you, you look so lonely. You say you're all women, yet you look down on women the most. Great people have said that men and women are equal, but you don't want equality yourself, so you lower everyone's mindset by trying to be equal.

Look around us, which of the women can't earn a salary to support themselves and their families?

You have no job or ambition, all you think about is laying eggs, laying eggs, laying eggs. Tell me, can't you have some ambition in your life like Sister Wang? Sister Wang does her job so well. She works hard outside and is rated as an outstanding employee every year. Many people want to be rated like that but can't. She is also good at managing her household. She is a role model for many women.

Sister Wang, am I right? Women like Zhang Zhaodi, lacking ambition, not only belittle themselves, but also those women who are shining brightly in their roles contributing to the nation's development.

Ye Zhaoyu asked the woman next to her,

“Yes, great people say that women can hold up half the sky, but Zhang Zhaodi always says that girls are no good. She herself is not a woman.” Sister Wang was flattered by Ye Zhaoyu’s praise.

She had disliked Zhang Zhaodi for a long time, keeping an eye on her house every day, and constantly criticizing her for treating a worthless woman better than a boy, saying that she would eventually end up paying for her.

At that time, she wanted to ask Zhang Zhaodi if she was a woman, and whether she had gained weight in her legs so that she was subservient to men every day.

Those watching the commotion around Ye Zhaoyu thought her words made a lot of sense.

Even though I'm a woman myself, why is it that in the end, I'm the one who despises and hates women the most?

"Bullshit, you're talking nonsense. Wang Xiaohua is rated as an outstanding employee every year, but she doesn't do any housework. Her mother-in-law does all the housework. How dare she say she's good at managing a household?" Zhang Zhaodi retorted.

Ye Zhaoyu stared into Zhang Zhaodi's eyes and said loudly, "She's not good at managing a household, and you are? How can you be good at managing a household? You're the one who starved your daughter half to death and raised your son like a pig, and you're good at managing a household?"

The best way to manage a household is to sell your daughter to a man old enough to be her grandfather, like you did, and use the money to get your son a wife.

Our Wang Jie's family is so kind. Her mother-in-law understands how hard her daughter-in-law works and helps with housework and taking care of her grandson. Wang Jie is also grateful to her mother-in-law for helping with housework and taking care of her son.

It is said that happiness comes when women don't make things difficult for other women.

Look at you, you're the same age as Sister Wang, right? Sister Wang looks like she's in her 30s, but you look like a woman in her 60s. Do you know why that is?

Because you curse people every day, you've cursed away all your good fortune, so you're destined to be an unlucky person.

Look at Sister Wang's family. Her married daughter comes home to visit every now and then, and she never comes home empty-handed. Why do married daughters like to bring things back to their parents' home?

That's because her family treated her well, so she always thought of them when she got something good.

Tell me, they're all daughters, so why is there such a big difference? It's because you, this non-human who only talks about laying eggs all day, have squandered all the good fortune, so you have no blessings to enjoy.

Zhang Zhaodi, you're like an unlucky hen; you can lay eggs, but it seems like your eggs don't care about you.

Ye Zhaoyu spotted Zhang Zhaodi's fat son in the crowd.

Everyone followed Ye Zhaoyu's gaze.

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