Chapter 82 Don't Be Reckless

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mother is really something today."

“You didn’t see how ugly Chen Feng’s father’s face was. He rushed into the thatched hut and tried to drag Chen Feng away. If Chen Feng hadn’t been sitting on the ground and wouldn’t have left, my older brother would have had to kill a chicken and go to someone else’s house to ask for a wife in a few days.”

"My eldest brother was probably driven mad by Mother's scolding. He stood blankly at the door, watching the Chen father and daughter struggling like that. He didn't say anything or stop them, but just sat on the cellar platform in a daze."

The fourth son rubbed his hands excitedly, "I've never seen my mother so powerful before. She doesn't throw a tantrum or yell, she calmly makes people so angry they jump up and down."

"Hahaha, those weak scholars in the school can't curse as effectively as Mother."

Jiang Hongying kicked him and winked at him, "Shut up. Although Mother scolded someone, she feels bad. After all, Big Brother is a piece of Mother's flesh and blood. Mother just didn't care before, but now she's upset. Don't bother her."

Jiang Hongying picked up Xiujuan and carried her outside, saying, "Come on, let's go cook. I'm starving."

"Alright, alright, I'll carry Xiujuan outside to gather firewood. You can knead the dough first."

"Come in and pick a few chives and scallions to enhance the flavor."

"Alright." The fourth brother hoisted Xiujuan onto his shoulder. "Let's go, Uncle will take you outside to pick some scallions to eat."

Jiang Hongying rolled her eyes at him and said in a low voice, "Can you stop gloating?"

"I had no choice, I just couldn't resist." With that, the fourth brother even skipped and hopped out of the yard.

"..." Jiang Hongying frowned and sighed inwardly. They were all such a worry.

*

Inside the thatched cave dwelling, Chen Feng sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), sobbing uncontrollably.

Two broken blue-and-white porcelain bowls lay on the ground, and Jiang Yeming squatted on the threshold without saying a word.

“I can’t live like this anymore, sob sob,” Chen Feng sobbed. “During the ten-odd days I was at my parents’ home, people in the village pointed fingers at me. My cousins ​​and their wives and sisters-in-law, I can’t even describe how they laughed at me behind my back.”

"I thought that since you finally came today, at least you're a man and came to take my mother and me home. But now, my father brought me back to stand up for me, hoping that your mother would say a few nice words and the matter would be over. I never expected her to act like a shrew, scolding you until you couldn't lift your head, and indirectly insulting me and my father. She even refused to give my father a meal. How can there be such a person as your mother in this world?"

"Bang!"

Chen Feng was startled.

Jiang Yeming stood up, looking at her intently. "What kind of person is my mother?"

"What do you want?" Chen Feng retorted, her neck stiff. "Did I say something wrong? Do you want to hit me?"

"At least my mother didn't make you kneel and kowtow, didn't force you to be filial, and didn't force you to be made a fool of like a grandson," Jiang Yeming said self-deprecatingly. "Have you forgotten how I got out of your house today?"

“My mother was right to scold me. I didn’t treat her like a mother, and you didn’t treat me like a human being either.” He sneered. “What’s your father doing back here? Don’t think I don’t understand. He’s here to beat my mother, isn’t he?”

"Don't talk nonsense..." Chen Feng said guiltily.

"If my mother hadn't been holding a shovel, would he have slapped her face like he slapped me?"

"Ha, I'm your son-in-law, not your dog. You're the wife I married, not the ancestor I married. My mother is absolutely right. It's your Chen family that doesn't treat the Jiang family like human beings at all. You look down on us from the bottom of your hearts."

Jiang Yeming kicked away the broken pieces of the bowl, staring fiercely at Chen Feng.

"Don't let me hear you cursing my mother next time, or you can go back to the Chen family and don't expect me to come to your house like a dog to pick you up again."

"If my family hadn't offered such a high dowry, would you have married me?"

"Aren't you going to marry one of the men from your village? I won't stop you from doing so."

As he spoke, Jiang Yeming began to tidy up the things on the stove.

"Pack your things and come live with me in the kiln down below. Didn't you hear my mother doesn't want to see us?"

He roughly threw the kitchen knife and iron spoon into the basket, saying, "You still want to act like a pampered young mistress in our house? You've got the wrong idea. Nobody will tolerate you."

Chen Feng was furious. "You... Jiang Yeming, you've really grown up?"

“Yes, I’ve become more capable.” Jiang Yeming said with a half-smile, “Your father and mother said the same thing, didn’t they? No wonder they’re father and daughter, equally despicable.”

Chen Feng stared at him in disbelief, then belatedly realized that he seemed different from before.

"Jiang Yeming, don't go crazy. Don't tell me you were woken up by your mother's words and suddenly want to be a filial son?" She sneered. "Your mother also said she doesn't expect you to be filial. She's just trying to provoke you so she won't share the food with us..."

"Smack!"

Chen Feng's face burned.

She looked up in surprise, and Jiang Yeming was staring down at her, pointing his index finger at her nose.

"Chen Feng, if I hear you say 'your mother' again, I won't be polite to you."

Chen Feng immediately flew into a rage, "What do you want to do? Is that your mother or my mother?"

"Ha, you say your family has strict rules, is well-mannered and knows what's good for you, but you insist that I call your father 'father-in-law'? Where is your family's manners? You look down on us, don't you?"

Jiang Yeming pinched her chin, "I was really confused, I actually became an ingrate for an ugly monster like you."

Chen Feng was shocked and frightened, tears welling up in her eyes. "Jiang Yeming, what are you doing? I'm your wife, we're going to live together from now on..."

"If you behave yourself, I won't hit you. But if you treat me like an animal, I'll make you pay. I'm already such a bastard, an unfilial son and a heartless wretch, what's one more charge of hitting a woman?"

After saying that, Jiang Yeming pushed her away and turned around to continue packing his things.

Chen Feng was terrified.

Jiang Yeming has gone mad, Song Chunxue has gone mad, and everyone in the Jiang family is seriously ill!

Judging from Jiang Yeming's attitude, he really intends to move to Wayao Village near Xinzhuangzi.

That kiln was built for firing tiles. I don't know who dug it up, but it's been abandoned for many years. It's full of dirt, with pigeon and rat nests. There's not even a door. How can anyone live there?

She struggled to get off the ground, ran outside, and saw the fourth brother.

“I know I was wrong before, and it was a mistake to send my brother here, but now your brother really wants to live in the kiln. I’m about to give birth. Do the Jiang family really want to force me to my death?”

Chen Feng, heavily pregnant, cried miserably, "Fourth brother, why don't you talk to your eldest brother? It's not too late to move in after the house is built."

The fourth brother had just finished eating and was about to take a leak before going back to take a nap when he realized that his eldest brother was really moving.

He arrived at the entrance of the thatched kiln. "Brother, what are you doing?"

"You really angered your mother. She'd been holding it in for over ten days before saying all those hurtful things, and you actually believed her. She loves you the most, have you forgotten?"

"I'm so disappointed. I've spoiled you for twenty years and that's why I'm saying this. If you really want to leave today, don't take anything from this house. Don't take the grain or the land either."

The fourth son said irritably, "I'm just angry that you always give her the cold shoulder. You bow and scrape like a grandson in front of the Chen family, and you still want to spite me, right? Then why don't you leave empty-handed?"

"Stay put and apologize to your mother in a few days. If you still consider yourself her son, then don't argue with her."

"Put yourself in her shoes. Your mother has had a hard time too. You're educated, so don't follow her example and act foolishly."