After Transmigrating to a Famine Year, I Became the Ultimate Villainous Mother-in-Law

Cheng Wanwan woke up to find herself transformed into a 33-year-old peasant woman in the ancient Dahe Village.

Four sons knelt before her, calling her “Mother,” and her daughter-in-law wa...

Chapter 78 Zhao Fugui and Widow Zhang

Chapter 78 Zhao Fugui and Widow Zhang

roadside.

Under the big tree.

Zhang was carrying a basket filled with freshly dug wild vegetables.

She looked at Cheng Wanwan, who was surrounded by people in the distance, and felt extremely jealous.

Previously, she was the most praised widow in the village, and Zhao Chengshi was only fit to be her foil.

It's unclear when it started, but Zhao Chengshi's personality suddenly changed drastically. She actually started a food business. Other villagers also went to town to do small business, but none of them managed to hook up with Manager Zheng of the Rujia Restaurant. Zhao Chengshi must have been able to hook up with Manager Zheng because she still had some of the beauty that comes with age.

If it were her, Manager Zheng would also come knocking on her door.

But she didn't have that opportunity.

When Zhang looked up, she saw Zhao Fugui standing in the shadows on the other side, his eyes fixed on Cheng Wanwan.

She gritted her teeth in anger. She was younger than Zhao Chengshi and understood men better. That bastard Zhao Fugui was eating what he had while eyeing what he wanted.

She walked over with the basket, her heart pounding with anger, but her expression remained gentle: "I picked some wild vegetables, let me take some to your house. Is your sister-in-law home?"

Zhao Fugui stared at Cheng Wanwan from afar, his lower abdomen burning with desire.

He had been eyeing Cheng Wanwan for more than half a year and had looked for opportunities many times, but he had never succeeded.

Lately, Cheng Wanwan has been attracting more and more attention, always surrounded by people, and he can never find an opportunity to get close to her.

Last time, Cheng Wanwan scolded him in public, and this anger has been building up into a raging fire.

A fire ignited in his lower abdomen. He glanced at Zhang and said, "My wife took the children up the mountain."

The implication of this statement is very clear.

Zhang followed obediently behind him, the two of them standing one in front of the other, with several dozen meters between them. No one could tell that the two of them were going in the same direction.

Zhao Fugui went home first, and after a while, Zhang sneaked in through the back door.

This wasn't their first time having an affair. As soon as she entered, Zhao Fugui impatiently pinned her to the bed.

Zhao Fugui grabbed her clothes and said, "You took the initiative today, I don't have any money."

Zhang pushed him away, saying, "You know I'm a widow, with no man by my side. Consider this a good deal for you..."

"You old slut."

Zhao Fugui immediately unbuckled his belt...

A little while later...

A calculating glint appeared in Zhang's eyes: "Why do I have a feeling that you've taken a fancy to Aunt Dashan?"

Zhao Fugui immediately denied it: "Don't talk nonsense. She's almost an old woman. It's not like I don't have women."

“Brother Fugui, if you really like Dashan Niang, I can help you.” Zhang Shi put her arm around his shoulder. “When we first got together, wasn’t it you who tricked me into going to the woods? After we made it a fait accompli, Dashan Niang was naturally yours.”

Zhao Fugui narrowed his eyes: "What's the point of forcing her? I want her to do it willingly."

Zhang gritted her teeth in anger.

Why didn't that bastard make her willingly be with him in the first place?

Does she deserve to be forced?

"Huh, why is the courtyard gate open?"

Suddenly, Aunt Fugui's voice came from outside the door.

Startled, Zhang jumped out of bed, quickly put on her clothes, and ran out the back door.

Aunt Fugui walked in through the front door and only saw a figure flash past her eyes. Before she could understand what was going on, she pushed open the door to the inner room and saw her husband hurriedly getting dressed. The bed that she had made neatly that morning was now a mess and had an unbearable smell.

"Zhao Fugui!!"

Aunt Fugui made a sound like a pig being slaughtered.

She didn't bother to beat up her man; instead, she turned and chased after him through the back door.

Zhang hid in the grass not far away and quickly tied her belt. Just as she was about to get up, a pair of black pants fell off her body. It turned out to be Zhao Fugui's underwear.

She was so frightened that she quickly threw her underwear on the side of the road.

As if struck by a sudden thought, she bent down and picked up the pants again, a cold smile playing on her lips.

Aunt Fugui went out and searched around, but didn't see anyone suspicious. When the villagers asked her what she was looking for, she stammered and couldn't say.

Her husband cheated on her, what can she say about that?!

When Aunt Fugui returned home, she chased all the children out, closed the courtyard gate, and started making a scene.

The neighbors could only hear the argument, but they didn't know what it was about. They wanted to go in and say something, but the gate was tightly closed, so they had to pretend they didn't hear anything.

Besides, these days, which couple doesn't argue? They fight in bed and make up in bed; no matter how much they argue, they're still family.

The arguing finally subsided, and after finishing her tirade, Aunt Fugui sat on the edge of the bed and burst into tears.

Zhao Fugui was annoyed and said angrily, "You make a scene over every little thing. Who can stand your behavior? I had an affair because you forced me to! Look at yourself, old, ugly, and dark-skinned. Who could bring themselves to kiss you? If you dare to make another sound, I'll send you back to your parents' house!"

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Aunt Fugui cried so hard she almost fainted. She had known all along that her husband was unfaithful, but she never expected him to bring a woman home.

Despite her persistent questioning, Zhao Fugui still couldn't reveal who that bitch was.

She's determined to find out who it is and smear that bitch's face.

Aunt Fugui wiped away her tears, pushed open the courtyard gate and walked out. She actually had someone in mind, but she didn't dare to act too rashly.

She carried the half-pound lantern from the yard and walked straight towards the house at the end of the village, where Cheng Wanwan lived.

Aunt Fugui didn't go in. Looking left and right, she saw Aunt Wang feeding the ducks at the door and casually asked, "Milkfish Mom, is Aunt Dashan at home right now?"

Aunt Wang didn't even look up and said, "She just went out; I don't know where she went."

Aunt Fugui's anger surged; it really was Zhao Chengshi!

She suppressed her anger and saw that Cheng Wanwan's yard gate was not closed. She stepped inside and immediately spotted a pair of black underwear under the corner of the yard wall near the fence.

This was sewn by her for her man, stitch by stitch.

What does it mean that her man's underwear is here?!

Aunt Fugui burst out laughing and rushed over to pick up the underwear, startling the chicks and ducklings who scattered in all directions.

"Aunt Fugui, what are you doing!"

Cheng Wanwan walked in from the doorway.

She just went out to the old house to get three wooden buckets, very sturdy ones, to take to town tomorrow to apply tung oil.

Upon returning to her own courtyard, she saw Aunt Fugui going crazy in her house.

Aunt Fugui picked up the underwear, glared at Cheng Wanwan, and cursed fiercely, "Tell me, what is this? Don't play dumb with me, this is a man's underwear! You're a widow, where would you get a man! You're such a hypocrite, pretending to be a virtuous and chaste woman, saying you'd stay a widow for Da Shan's father for life, you shameless bastard, coming to my house to seduce men in broad daylight! I'll scratch your face to pieces, let's see how you seduce men then!"

Aunt Fugui charged over aggressively.

Zhao Sanniu was washing the seeds for the ice jelly in the house. He needed to make an extra 100 bowls of ice jelly tomorrow, and he was washing the last half jin.

He heard someone cursing his mother, dropped the ice jelly in his hand, and rushed out like a calf, blocking Cheng Wanwan's way. He pushed her hard, and Aunt Fugui stepped in chicken droppings, stumbled and fell to the ground.