Zhao Youcai nodded, then changed the subject, saying, "Tomorrow morning, the two of you will carry bamboo baskets on shoulder poles to the next village to sell cloth. While you're at it, you can also visit your eldest sister's house."

Zhao Youcai suddenly remembered that the original owner of this body had two daughters when his second son's wife and her whole family came to make a scene.

The eldest daughter married into the next village, and her husband went to work on an oil field in the neighboring province of Heilongjiang with a construction team. Now, she's raising two young girls alone under her in-laws' care, which must be quite difficult for her.

The youngest daughter married a military officer through an introduction the year her youngest son was admitted to university. She went to the military early on and has been there ever since, almost five years, without sending a single letter home.

The second and third brothers exchanged a glance; the last time they saw their eldest sister was on the day their youngest sister got married.

The two brothers still have a deep affection for their eldest sister.

After all, their parents were busy when they were young, and it's no exaggeration to say that the brothers were basically raised by their eldest sister.

As the eldest child in the family, even her older brother was afraid of her when they were young.

For so many years, the family has been busy supporting the youngest child's education. The father, who favored sons over daughters, has never cared about the eldest sister. The brothers also have their own things to do and are struggling to make ends meet, so they have no time to care about their married eldest sister.

Finally, reminded by their father, they remembered their eldest sister, who had always been kind to them, and felt a little ashamed.

"We'll go there tomorrow. By the way, Dad, could you also send a few feet of this cloth to my eldest sister?"

The third brother originally planned to buy the cloth for his eldest sister with his own money, but since he was penniless, he could only shamelessly try to get it for free.

Zhao Youcai nodded slightly and then offered a couple more reminders.

"There should still be a few baskets of potatoes and cabbage in the cellar. Remember to take some to your older sister as well."

The third brother was completely dumbfounded.

How come he doesn't remember there being vegetables in the cellar?

If that were true, surely the whole family wouldn't be drinking such thin porridge that you could see your reflection in it for the two weeks before the busy farming season!

But thinking about the meals we've had lately, with pork and chicken being prepared in various ways, it's not surprising that there are other dishes as well.

These must have been bought by my dad at the black market in town.

In addition, he doesn't usually pay attention to household chores, so it's normal that he didn't know these things. Therefore, he stopped thinking about it and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

After saying all this, Zhao Youcai was in no hurry to go back to his room, since the women from the village who had queued up yesterday but failed to buy cloth were coming again.

He didn't want to be surrounded by a bunch of old women, chattering and making a racket like he did yesterday.

His gaze fell on the second and third brothers, and seeing how clueless they were, he glared at them again.

The two were taken aback by the glare, then heard Zhao Youcai say with obvious disdain:

"What are you still standing here for? This old man is full and sleepy, I'm going to take a nap now!"

The second son was shocked.

His dad is so unreasonable!

Why doesn't he go to his own room to sleep? What kind of behavior is it to stay in the third brother's room instead!

Fortunately, the third brother was more perceptive than him. He quickly picked up the child, pulled the second brother out, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

The weather is clear and cloudless.

The temperature is just right, so there's no need to worry about the baby in swaddling clothes getting cold.

The two brothers then leisurely went out for a stroll with their child in their arms.

Meanwhile, the Zhao family...

Zhao Youcai's room became increasingly lively. The women who hadn't managed to buy cloth yesterday were afraid that something unexpected might happen again today. After finishing work, they didn't even put down their hoes, and they weren't in a hurry to go home to cook. Instead, they all rushed to Zhao's house one by one.

Anyway, the men in the family can still cook one or two meals occasionally. After all, these days no one is rich, and every household uses potatoes, radishes, and cabbages, so all the dishes taste the same.

No one noticed that the second son's wife was peeking at them through the crack in the door from another room, and no one noticed that she had quietly slipped out.

At that moment, Zhao Laosan was carrying the child and walking ahead, turning a corner.

Before Zhao Lao Er could turn around, he was suddenly stopped by a girl with a rosy complexion from the high altitude. She spoke softly and awkwardly.

"Brother Jianjun, what a coincidence."

The second brother, Zhao Jianjun, practically rolled his eyes to the sky.

skillful?

Living in a village, is it unusual to encounter something like this in a village? Does it even need the word "coincidental"?

Unlike his older brother, Zhao Jianjun never hits women.

Especially other people's daughters and wives.

This person usually avoids the Zhao family members, so it's definitely not normal for him to approach them this time.

"I heard that Uncle Cai wants to find a new stepmother for your son, Brother Jianjun..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly let out a loud scream. The girl, whose face was flushed from the high altitude, instantly turned deathly pale.

Her long braid was grabbed and pulled back with all her might, which made her so angry that she completely disregarded her delicate and shy image and immediately started cursing.

"Which bastard pulled my hair?!"

Zhao Lao Er's wife was already quite domineering, so how could she possibly let this go after seeing what was happening?

"Your ancestors!"

Zhao Lao Er's wife pinned her to the ground, straddled her, and beat her mercilessly, while also taking advantage of the chaos to tear off her clothes.

"You slut! You shameless hussy! What's wrong with a perfectly good young woman like you? Seduce a married man in broad daylight! There are so many bachelors in the village, why did you have to come after my man!"

He was still not satisfied with hitting and cursing, and the words he said became increasingly hurtful.

"If you're really jealous of how well the Zhao family is doing, why don't you go after the third son? Why do you have to go after my man? Are you tired of living?"

Zhao Laosan's heart was breaking.

Why is my sister-in-law, who always speaks hurtful words, considered family?

Whoever needs a sister-in-law can take her away, okay?

Zhao Lao Er was somewhat dazed at this moment. Was his unreliable wife afraid of not embarrassing him enough?

He reached out to pull the woman away from the one-sided beating, but instead he was met with a hard slap.

"What? You've already hooked up with someone so quickly? I've only been gone for a few days, and you can't stand being alone anymore?"

The second son's wife spat fiercely in Zhao Lao Er's direction and continued to beat the woman beneath her.

"You shameless couple! Taking advantage of my absence to have a clandestine rendezvous! So eager to seduce men, I'll tear all your clothes off, drag you around the village, and let all the men see you, you bitch, and satisfy your desires!"

Seeing the commotion getting bigger and bigger, Zhao Lao Er couldn't stand it anymore.

He's a married man; he can't just stare at other people's girls as they're being pulled and exposed inappropriately, can he?

The girl who was beaten was crying uncontrollably, her whole body ached terribly, and she felt so ashamed!

The men hurried home in twos and threes from the fields, their voices growing louder as they huddled together. The beaten girl felt as if the fabric of her clothes was dwindling.

If this tearing continues, and she's stripped naked and exposed to everyone, will she ever be able to get married again? Will she even be able to survive?

Zhao's second sister-in-law keeps calling her a slut, what kind of talk is that!

It's not like that...