Ye Hufen was afraid that Yang Guangzong wouldn't cook well, so she cooked lunch herself.

For lunch, we cooked the preserved duck that Ye Caiping brought.

I had braised duck with radish, stir-fried some eggs, and a few other vegetables.

After finishing their meal, Grandma Ye and the others prepared to leave.

Grandma Ye and Aunt Ye each gave their daughters some instructions before getting into the car.

The oxcart slowly drove away, leaving only Ye Caiping and Ye Siquan living in the Yang family's house.

From that day on, Yang Guangzong lived in misery every day.

Ye Caiping and her daughter Ye Hufen spend their days eating sunflower seeds and chatting.

Yang Guangzong, on the other hand, was fetching water, chopping wood, washing clothes, and feeding livestock.

Even Yang Duobao, this precious child, had to do chores, cleaning, cutting pig feed, and tidying up the chicken coop and pigsty.

Yang Duobao had never suffered like this before, and he was filled with resentment, so he burst into tears.

But he only let out a howl before a large whip lashed out and everyone fell silent!

Aside from cooking, this was done by Ye Hufeng and her daughter.

It's not that I feel sorry for those two, but I'm afraid they'll do something bad. Putting aside everything else, just spitting into the food would be disgusting enough to kill someone.

That day, Ye Hufeng took Ye Caiping to town to buy groceries.

They had just arrived at the village entrance when they encountered Widow Chen.

Widow Chen's expression changed, and she turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Ye Hufen caught up and grabbed her hand: "Hey, isn't this Sister Chen? Why haven't I seen you come to my house lately?"

“You used to come to my house very often, but Duobao misses you so much. He keeps calling out ‘godmother’ every day.”

Widow Chen's face was pale; where was the arrogance and unbridled manner she used to display when she saw Ye Hufeng?

"Sister Ye, um... you must have misheard. Duobao wouldn't be calling me, he's calling you!"

"After all... Duobao is your son. Yes, Duobao is your son! What am I, an outsider who's just a godmother, compared to him?"

“In the future, Duobao will take care of you in your old age and see you off when you die.”

Widow Chen emphasized the last sentence.

It means: No matter how strong you are, you'll get old eventually! If you want Duobao to be your caregiver in your old age, treat him well and don't go too far!

"You don't need to worry about my eldest sister," Ye Caiping raised an eyebrow. "But Sister Chen, you should think about your own future. You've taken Duobao as your godson, are you planning to have him take care of you in your old age?"

Isn't that obvious? But fearing Ye Hufen might take action, Widow Chen said, "No, that's not true. I... I still want to visit another place!"

She made her stance clear and drew a line, yet she still wanted to remarry!

Unexpectedly, Ye Hufen's eyes lit up: "Ah, you're going to remarry? How about marrying into my family?"

Widow Chen felt a wave of dizziness wash over her; she was truly terrified and wanted to curse.

Who would go to your house?! Am I some kind of despicable person?

She had seen firsthand the kind of life Yang Guangzong and his son were living.

A while ago, she still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that as long as Ye Hufen's family left, everything would return to normal.

But now, looking into Ye Hufeng's clear eyes, she understood that Ye Hufeng probably couldn't go back!

Just like a wild animal that has always been vegetarian, once it finally gets to eat meat, will it continue to be vegetarian?

No! Of course not!

"Sister Ye, you...you must be joking!" Widow Chen stammered.

"Hmph, you better be joking. If I ever see you with Yang Guangzong again, I'll snap your neck!" Ye Hufen said viciously.

Widow Chen shuddered. That damned black bear demon!

Sure enough, no matter how fierce she is, she can't be indifferent to her man!

Given the current situation, Yang Guangzong is probably truly unreliable.

Or is she really going to find another boyfriend?

But she's already thirty-three, and it'll be hard for her to find a good husband now.

Now, she can only keep her distance from the Yang family; as long as she doesn't get involved, she won't be affected.

Let's endure another ten or eight years! As long as Duobao grows up, that will be the day she and Guangzong get ahead!

By then, Ye Hufen will be old, and they can torture her however they want!

But what Widow Chen didn't know was that Ye Caiping and her companion didn't give her a chance to keep her distance at all!

night.

The family is having dinner in the main room.

Ye Hufen made fish soup today, one bowl for each person.

Yang Guangzong gulped down more than half a bowl of the drink.

Lately, he hasn't dared to pick up any meat; if he does, Ye Hufeng will glare at him. He was rather impatient tonight since he was actually entitled to some fish soup.

It's a bit salty and has a strange taste! The fish must not be fresh!

But he dared not speak up, fearing he would be beaten severely.

Seeing that he had drunk more than half a bowl, Ye Caiping said, "This bowl is so greasy, it wasn't washed properly."

"How did you wash the dishes?" Ye Hufen flipped the table over.

He slapped him several times, then pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out! You're not allowed to come home tonight!"

Yang Guangzong's head was buzzing from the slap, and he dared not stay any longer, so he ran away in a flash.

After being kicked out of the house, Yang Guangzong was at a loss for where to go.

Although he had been enslaved these days, he never admitted to the villagers that he was being oppressed or that he was working voluntarily.

Now that he's staying at someone else's house, won't he lose face big time?

Thinking about it, he turned around and went to find Widow Chen.

He went and knocked on Widow Chen's window: "Knock, knock—knock—"

"Guangzong?" Widow Chen recognized the rhythm—two fast syllables followed by two slow ones. She lowered her voice: "What are you doing here?"

"I... I've been kicked out. I'll stay here tonight, open the door."

Widow Chen's face changed: "Are you trying to kill me? Go sleep somewhere else!"

"No. Otherwise, the whole village will know I'm afraid of her! Open the door now! Otherwise, I'll make sure Duobao doesn't recognize you."

Widow Chen spat inwardly, as if no one knew! The villagers aren't blind!

She opened the door, and Yang Guangzong rushed in.

"It's freezing!"

Yang Guangzong came in and sat down at the table: "I'm starving! Is there any food? And another pot of wine!"

Widow Chen went to the kitchen with a dark face, heated up some leftover food, and then brewed a pot of wine.

As Yang Guangzong ate, he cursed, "Damn tigress, black bear demon!"

“What’s the use of cursing now? You can’t beat her in a fight.” Widow Chen sat down next to him and poured herself a glass of wine.

"Then what do you suggest we do? Chrysanthemum, you have to think of something for me, otherwise, none of us will escape her clutches."

Widow Chen clutched her handkerchief and lowered her head, inwardly spitting out a curse. What could she possibly do?

It's him who can't escape, not her!

He is Ye Hufen's husband, so naturally he can't avoid it.

Chen Juhua is different; she has absolutely no connection with Ye Hufen.

If Ye Hufen really dares to do anything to her, she can report it to the authorities!

Yang Guangzong started cursing again, and Widow Chen kept echoing him.

As the two argued, Yang Guangzong became increasingly aroused and dragged Widow Chen toward the bed.

Widow Chen had a few drinks, and the two hadn't been together for half a month. Under the influence of their emotions and the alcohol, they quickly slept together.