Zhou Jiaxiang's gaze was somewhat fierce.

Zhou Yunyun was about to explain that the eggs they were eating weren't from home, but were brought over by her uncle yesterday.

I almost dropped the steamed egg custard as soon as I opened my mouth.

Zhou Yunyun quickly shut her mouth and tried her best to swallow the steamed egg custard. Such delicious steamed egg custard couldn't be wasted.

Zhou Jiaxiang was still waiting for Zhou Yunyun to beg for mercy, but when he saw this, he angrily reached out and slapped Zhou Yunyun's arm.

"You little good-for-nothing, you can't do anything right and you're never satisfied with what you eat!" Zhou Jiaxiang scolded, imitating Ding Ermei's mannerisms.

"Snap!"

Zhao Zhenzhu rushed over and slapped Zhou Jiaxiang across the face.

Zhao Zhenzhu was both angry and anxious. She didn't expect Zhou Jiaxiang to be so bold as to hit Zhou Yunyun right in front of her.

Seeing Zhou Yunyun's tears welling up in her eyes, and her not daring to cry out loud, Zhao Zhenzhu's heart was breaking.

"Baby, does it hurt?" Zhao Zhenzhu bent down and asked.

Zhou Yunyun shook her head with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Jiaxiang's slap was more of a show of defiance; it was a hollow slap, loud but not very painful.

Zhou Yunyun was frightened.

"You damned woman, how dare you hit me?" Zhou Jiaxiang was stunned by Zhao Zhenzhu's slap and only now came to his senses.

Zhou Jiaxiang's anger surged to the top of his head.

Even when Zhao Zhenzhu, who was always as gentle as a dough ball, got angry, Zhou Jiaxiang didn't take her seriously.

Zhou Jiaxiang felt somewhat humiliated.

His father once said that being slapped by a woman would bring bad luck for the whole year.

"What's there to be afraid of? Who told you to be so impulsive? You hit Yunyun, so I'll hit you back!" Zhao Zhenzhu glanced at Zhou Jiaxiang and said.

"You...you just wait, I'll get Grandma back to deal with you." Zhou Jiaxiang stomped his foot and ran out the door.

In Zhou Jiaxiang's mind, his grandmother, Ding Ermei, was the most powerful person in the family.

Apart from her grandfather Zhou Fugui, everyone else in the family was afraid of Ding Ermei.

"Hmph!" Zhao Zhenzhu raised her chin and snorted coldly at Zhou Jiaxiang's back.

Zhao Zhenzhu couldn't wait for Ding Ermei to come back and cause trouble for her.

If Ding Ermei doesn't cause trouble, Zhao Zhenzhu won't have an excuse to ask Zhou Bingchen for a divorce!

Military marriages aren't so easy to end. If Zhou Bingchen doesn't agree, Zhao Zhenzhu can't get a divorce even if she wants to.

Zhao Zhenzhu could only target Ding Ermei.

Zhou Bingchen is a very filial son. If Ding Ermei forces Zhou Bingchen to divorce, he will definitely agree.

"Mom, Grandma is very fierce, I'm scared." Zhou Yunyun tugged at Zhao Zhenzhu's hand, looking worried.

"Don't be afraid. In the future, if anyone dares to bully you, just tell Mommy, and Mommy will beat them up." Zhao Zhenzhu clenched her fist and waved it in the air, her face full of coldness.

"I wish Dad were home." Zhou Yunyun wasn't very confident in Zhao Zhenzhu's abilities.

That's true, Zhao Zhenzhu was used to being timid in the Zhou family.

Zhao Zhenzhu was gentle by nature. In the seven years since she married into the Zhou family, she had never argued with her two sisters-in-law, let alone fought with them.

In Zhou Yunyun's heart, her father, Zhou Bingchen, is the most amazing.

Because Ding Ermei, the most powerful person in the family, always had a big smile on her face whenever she saw Zhou Bingchen.

If Zhao Zhenzhu knew what her daughter was thinking, she would definitely tell her: Your grandma treats your dad well not because she's afraid of him, but because she wants to get more money from him.

Ding Ermei always presented herself as a "kind mother" in front of Zhou Bingchen.

Zhou Yunyun didn't say it aloud, and Zhao Zhenzhu had no idea that she was a coward in her daughter's eyes. Otherwise, Zhao Zhenzhu would definitely have gone crazy.

If it were the old Zhao Zhenzhu, she really wouldn't know how to fight.

The current Zhao Zhenzhu possesses the memories and skills of two lifetimes.

What are rich people most afraid of? Their personal safety not being guaranteed!

After achieving financial freedom in the 21st century, Zhao Zhenzhu sought out many martial arts masters to teach her martial arts.

After more than twenty years of diligent study and the boost from her wealth, Zhao Zhenzhu's fighting skills are quite considerable. At the very least, she could easily take on three to five burly men single-handedly.

Not to mention that Zhao Zhenzhu's space also contained weapons such as stun guns.

If the Zhou family dared to lay a hand on Zhao Zhenzhu, she could wipe out a large group of them.

After returning to the room, Zhao Zhenzhu handed Zhou Yunyun a comic book and told her to sit down and look through it slowly, while she quickly took stock of her belongings and packed her luggage.

Ding Ermei will be back in twenty minutes at most.

Zhou Jiaxiang is Ding Ermei's darling.

Zhao Zhenzhu's slap landed on Zhou Jiaxiang's face, but it also hurt Ding Ermei's heart.

Ding Ermei's scolding of Zhao Zhenzhu upon her return would be the least of her worries; she might even resort to physical violence.

Zhao Zhenzhu also wanted to take the opportunity to make a scene and let the neighbors see Ding Ermei's true colors.

After the commotion, Zhao Zhenzhu packed her bags and took her child back to her parents' home!

Zhao Zhenzhu didn't want to stay in the Zhou family for even a day longer.

Zhao Zhenzhu opened the wardrobe, preparing to take out a few changes of clothes.

Looking at the empty wardrobe, Zhao Zhenzhu sighed.

As a tailor, Zhao Zhenzhu had very few clothes; her clothes and pants were just enough for her to change into.

There was still some money left, but only a pitiful thirty yuan.

You should know that when Zhao Zhenzhu got married, she brought fifty yuan as a dowry from her family!

Logically speaking, Zhao Zhenzhu shouldn't be this poor.

Zhao Zhenzhu started learning tailoring from Wu Meiyun when she was eight years old.

After graduating from junior high school, Zhao Zhenzhu did not continue her studies but instead worked as a seamstress at home with Wu Meiyun. The mother and daughter were skilled seamstresses who charged fair prices, and many people from the town came to them every year to have clothes made.

Wu Meiyun was in poor health, and Zhao Zhenzhu rarely took on jobs after getting married.

Every year, some customers from the town make a special trip to Zhoujia Village to have clothes made by Zhao Zhenzhu. Furthermore, once a family has clothes made by Zhao Zhenzhu, they'll have all their clothes made by her from then on.

Over the course of a year, Zhao Zhenzhu could earn at least twenty or thirty yuan by making clothes for others.

There's also Zhou Bingchen, who receives a monthly allowance while in the military.

Zhou Bingchen sent ten yuan home a month before his wedding.

After getting married, he sent twenty yuan home, with ten of it going to Zhao Zhenzhu.

But Ding Ermei is too domineering!

Every time Ding Ermei received a remittance slip, she would go to the town post office, collect the money, and put it in her pocket.

When Zhao Zhenzhu asked Ding Ermei for money, Ding Ermei began to complain. She said that her family's circumstances were not comparable to Zhao's; the whole family had expenses, and the twenty yuan that Zhou Bingchen sent back was simply not enough.

If Zhao Zhenzhu said a few more words, Ding Ermei would start to act unreasonably.

Ding Ermei said that the house was built by her and Zhou Fugui, and the ten yuan was Zhou Bingchen's payment for their three families' food and lodging expenses.

Zhao Zhenzhu was furious.

The three Zhou brothers, the eldest and second wives, live at home year-round and don't contribute a single penny to the household income. Why is it that only their third wife's family has to pay for their own food and lodging?

When Zhou Bingchen went home to visit his family, Zhao Zhenzhu told him about this.

And what was the result?

Zhou Bingchen told Zhao Zhenzhu not to stoop to Ding Ermei's level. The family's financial situation was indeed poor, and Ding Ermei's various ways of making money didn't go to her own expense; it was all for the family's expenses.