Chu Tian curled his lips and was too lazy to pay attention to them. He turned around and was about to walk back.

Seeing Chu Tian's attitude, Ma Cuihua rushed to Chu Jun and kicked him while cursing, "You loser, why did I marry a thing like you..."

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Chu Tian didn't want to get involved at first, but he found Ma Cuihua's endless insults very irritating. He turned around and looked at Chu Jun, who looked cowardly, and was speechless, rolling his eyes.

"Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You should pamper your wife, but there should be a limit. Look at how your sister-in-law treats you. Is that how she treats her husband? This is how she treats her grandson!"

After a pause, Chu Tian spoke earnestly, "Brother, look at you. You work in the fields every day for this family during the busy farming season. And when it's finally time to rest in the winter, you go back to grinding hemp ropes every day just to earn a few cents a day. Logically, you've sacrificed so much for this family. Even if your status is high, it's not like you're being treated like an ox every day. Your status isn't even as high as a stone in the toilet, is it?"

After saying that, Chu Tian looked at the confused Chu Jun, walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed, "Brother, think about it carefully..."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Liu Zhaodi in the main room knew very well that the eldest son's wife beat and scolded Daya and the eldest son. She didn't want to care about it at first. Who doesn't have conflicts in their family? No matter they quarrel or fight, don't they have to continue living together?

But when she heard what Chu Tian said and thought about how the eldest brother was usually bullied by his wife, she could no longer sit still. She stood up and rushed out of the house, and started beating Ma Cuihua, who was beating and scolding the eldest brother.

"You bitch, do you think you can beat or scold my son? I think you don't want to live with this anymore. If you dare to scold the boss again, get out of here..."

"Ah, mother..."

"Mom, you heard wrong..."

Chu Tian had already walked into the dugout at this time, and he ignored the sounds of beating and scolding coming from outside.

Yao Xiujuan was holding the three-foot-long piece of red floral cloth he had torn off, her eyes full of joy, "Brother Tian, ​​this cloth can be used to make a new smock for Wu Ya to wear during the New Year..."

Chu Tian walked over to her and picked up another piece of cloth, "Well, this one is navy blue, make yourself a new piece of clothing."

Yao Xiujuan carefully folded the floral fabric in her hand and shook her head, saying, "I won't make any more clothes for myself. You should make a new coat instead. It's a pity that we don't have cotton coupons and can't buy cotton. Otherwise, I could make you a new cotton-padded jacket. You wore the cotton-padded jacket you were wearing for three years when I married you, which makes six years in total..."

"I saw that you had a lot of defective cloth, so I'll use that to make a coat, and the rest can be used to make a few more clothes for you and Wu Ya..."

Chu Tian was stunned when he heard this. He lowered his head to look at Yao Xiujuan's profile and found that she was actually quite good-looking, with willow eyebrows, a delicate nose, beautiful eyes, clear and bright, and a naturally upturned arc at the corners of her lips. It was just that she was too lacking in nutrition, causing her hair, which should have been black and smooth, to look dry and yellow at the ends, and her face was also sallow...

"By the way, I saw you bought some soap and water. What did you buy them for? I can just use wood ash for washing clothes..."

Yao Xiujuan didn't hear Chu Tian's reply for a while. She looked up in confusion and saw Chu Tian staring at her blankly. She was still a little confused, "Brother Tian? What's wrong with you?"

Chu Tian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Yao Xiujuan who looked worried. "Ah, I'm fine."

Yao Xiujuan's pretty eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she didn't believe what Chu Tian said. She stood up from the kang, reached out and touched Chu Tian's forehead from a high position, and compared the temperature of her own forehead, muttering, "No fever..."