Xiang Nuan arrived home first after work in the afternoon. She put down her bag, tied on an apron and started cooking.

Soon Yan Fangming came back, washed his hands and helped her.

"How do you feel about your first day on the job?"

Xiang Nuan chuckled, looked at him and asked, "If I tell you that I beat someone up again, you won't be angry, right? The person I beat up this time, I'm sure she can't beat me."

Yan Fangming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know what to say.

He thought Xiang Nuan might complain to him that learning to drive was too difficult, that work was too tiring, or that she really liked this job, but he never expected that she would get into a fight on her first day at work.

"Who did you beat? Why did you beat her?"

"She's causing trouble..."

Xiang Nuan told him what happened today while cutting vegetables.

"Whose daughter-in-law is Yang Shu?"

Yan Fangming thought for a moment and said, "Not sure."

There were so many wives of soldiers in the army, how could he remember them all? Besides, he didn't need to remember them all. Anyway, calling the older ones sister-in-law and the older ones aunt was generally not wrong.

"This person is just sick. I get annoyed when I think about working under the same roof with her in the future. Just look at the way she looks at me. Sooner or later, I will have to beat her up."

Yan Fangming laughed, "You can beat me if you deserve it, as long as no one dies. Your man will protect you."

Xiang Nuan didn't expect him to be so considerate today. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't worry. I will at most make her suffer some physical pain, but I won't let her lose any limbs."

There were many women fighting and pulling hair in the compound. At most, they would be criticized by their leaders. It was harmless and not a mistake of principle. Xiang Nuan was not a fool and could still find the right balance.

After dinner, Yan Fangming wanted to exercise but was rejected by Xiang Nuan.

"I'm busy. I still have to write a letter of apology."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of paper, bit the pen cap and thought for a long time but still had no idea how to start writing.

She has never written such a thing in her life. She hates writing essays the most, and she hates self-criticisms as much as writing essays.

It’s all Yang Shu’s fault, that troublemaker!

"Can't write?"

After taking a shower, Yan Fangming saw that she hadn't written a single word yet, and he smiled with a gloating look.

Xiang Nuan stuffed the pen into his hand and said, "Help me write."

"Wouldn't that be a mistake?"

Xiang Nuan took the pen back and said, "Then you talk and I'll write."

"OK."

What can you do with your own wife? Just pamper her!

I have to finish writing quickly because I have to get down to business. I’ve already been vegetarian for two nights.

While the couple were writing their apologies sweetly, things were not peaceful in the other family room.

Yang Shu also didn't know how to write a self-criticism, mainly because she felt she was not wrong, so she simply couldn't write it. But she had to write it because she had to hand it in tomorrow morning, so she could only ask her husband for help.

Her husband Zhang Qingshan would naturally ask why she wrote the self-criticism, and she would indignantly tell him what happened today.

"Don't you think it was that bad guy's fault? She was the one who knocked me down first. Why did the captain punish me too?"

"Are you sick? Why did you provoke her for no reason? I've told you eight hundred times to watch your mouth when you go out and don't say anything, but you refused to listen. Now you've hit a wall, haven't you?"

How could Zhang Qingshan not know what kind of person his wife is? With her bad mouth, she would offend everyone sooner or later.

Yang Shu's eyes widened in disbelief when he heard this. "Who are you from? Your wife got beaten up, and you're still here making sarcastic remarks?!"

"If you don't talk too much, will people beat you up?"

"She is an exploiting capitalist and I don't allow people to say anything? What did I say wrong? She is a parasite in society! A scourge! Um..."

Seeing that she was getting more and more excited, Zhang Qingshan quickly reached out and covered her mouth.

"Ancestor, stop talking!"

"ah!"

Yang Shu bit his hand, and Zhang Qingshan let go of her in pain.

"madman!"

"Humph! You're just a coward! A wimp! I can't count on you at all!"