"Even if I die, I will drag her down with me and make her pay for her life!" Yan Dagen's eyes were bloodshot. He had been crippled; he was no longer a man. If he didn't seek revenge, what was the point of living?

"Husband, as long as our family is doing well, it's good that we don't have that jinx. Let's just pretend we never had her," Hu Chuncao cried as she tried to persuade her.

"I must kill her, I must kill her!" Yan Dagen was filled with rage and had nowhere to vent it, so he kept shouting harsh words.

Hu Chuncao was afraid he would aggravate his wound, so she kept comforting him. Yan Dagen had nowhere to vent his anger, so he grabbed Hu Chuncao's hair and hit her hard to vent his frustration.

The Yan family was already poor. Baogen's hospitalization cost a lot of money, and the house was burned down. Yan Dagen's hospitalization was all paid for with money borrowed from the village.

Two married girls borrowed money from their husbands' families. It was as if the two families had agreed beforehand that each family would contribute one hundred yuan and not a penny more. The Yan family didn't even have a house, and all the able-bodied people were injured. When would they be able to repay the loan?

If it's a loan, then it's a demand. Giving it to them would be a waste of money; their money doesn't come easily.

Hu Chuncao cursed the two girls for being heartless and a waste of money, saying that she had raised them for nothing all these years and that if she had known they were all ingrates, she should have drowned them at birth.

The two girls were suppressed at home from a young age and dared not refute Hu Xiangcao. They could only silently endure it. When they returned home, they still had to endure the cold ridicule from their in-laws.

Yan Dagen's money for medical treatment was quickly spent, and he had to be discharged from the hospital.

Before they even reached the village, Yan Zhaodi's husband, carrying Baogen on his back, blocked the family's way.

"Zhaodi, let Mom and Dad go stay with your older sister." The man placed Baogen on the four-wheeled vehicle where Yan Dagen was lying.

"What do you mean? Your father-in-law is injured and asked you for money to save his life, and you wouldn't lend it to him. Can't he stay at your house for a few days? Don't you have any conscience?" Hu Xiangcao was so angry that she was trembling and pointed at her son-in-law and cursed.

“I’m not your son. Go find your son to take care of you in your old age. My family gave you a dowry when you married your daughter, but your family didn’t even give you a piece of clothing as a dowry. What do you expect me to do to you? Anyway, you can’t live in my house. Two cripples in one family, you’re full of bad luck. My family doesn’t want to be unlucky. Bring your daughter home. You’re married now, you should know where your home is.” The son-in-law spoke without any politeness.

"Look at our family's misfortune, everyone dares to kick us while we're down. Zhao Di, your man doesn't respect your parents. Don't stay with him. Divorce him!" Yan Dagen lay on the cold four-wheeled vehicle, giving the order with a sinister look.

Yan Zhaodi was startled. "Dad, I won't get a divorce. What will happen to the children if we get a divorce? I won't get a divorce."

"A woman can go anywhere without a husband. As long as she's healthy, she won't have to worry about not having offspring. Zhao Di, divorce him!" Hu Chuncao was also furious. Her family was in trouble, and her son-in-law not only didn't help, but actually kicked her when she was down. He's a heartless bastard. Why should she stay with him?

"Mom, no, I won't get a divorce. I can't bear to leave the children," Yan Zhaodi refused repeatedly. Her husband was honest and capable, and they were a good match. She also had children. How could she abandon her children and get a divorce?

"Yan Zhaodi, didn't you see how he treats your parents? Our family is having some difficulties, and he thinks we're bad luck. You still want to live with someone like that? We are your parents who gave birth to you! He doesn't respect us at all!" Yan Dagen coughed angrily.

Yan Zhaodi lowered her head and stiffened her neck. Her husband would never do such a thing; it must be that her in-laws were unwilling to take in their family.

“If you don’t divorce him, then don’t acknowledge us anymore. You wolves that can’t be tamed. What sins have I committed to give birth to you beasts? I abandoned my third son and raised you, and this is how you repay me? God, open your eyes and strike this unfilial daughter dead!” Hu Chuncao sat on the snow, slapping her thigh, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, get up quickly. Dad can't stand the cold. I'll take you to my eldest sister's house first." Yan Zhaodi helped Hu Chuncao up with tears streaming down her face. Compared to the third brother, her mother was still very good to her.

"I'll take my parents to my older sister's first, then I'll come home later," Yan Zhaodi said to her husband ingratiatingly.