When Wang Juan escorted Feng Caixia and her mother-in-law to Zhao Dajiang's door, she shouted, "Zhao Yuanchao, Zhao Yuanchao."
Zhao Yuanchao was basking in the sun in the house. He felt drowsy and wanted to rest. He heard someone calling his name, and it felt so familiar.
But I just couldn't remember who it was for a moment. Forget it, I'd go out and take a look, otherwise I would fall asleep again.
He was allowed to sleep if he wanted, but for some reason, his grandparents had been looking at him in a strange way, with all kinds of disgust.
Zhao Yuan, who was yawning and stretching, walked towards the door of the house and saw a car. He was suddenly startled, and he remembered who the voice belonged to: it was the voice of his aunt Wang Juan.
What's going on? Today is not the weekend, why is she here? Zhao Yuanchao was confused. Ever since his uncle Zhao Lei got married, he knew that the couple hated the Zhao family.
Oh, that doesn’t include the great-grandpa next door and his family, because my uncle would rather introduce them to jobs, and the jobs he arranges for them are really good, all electrical work, and they are living a very good life now.
Zhao Yuanchao got angry just thinking about it. Xixi was his nephew, but he was not as good as his relatives next door.
But there is no way. No matter how big the opinion is, you cannot speak it out, otherwise you will definitely suffer the consequences.
Wang Juan looked at Zhao Yuanchao who was staggering out, and she became more and more angry. It was already so late, and he still looked sleepy.
You have to know that this was an era without nightlife, but this kid still hasn't woken up at this point. He's really a waste. Looking at Feng Caixia, she's another person who doesn't know how to raise a child.
Forget it, never mind, after all, he is not my own son, so I don’t worry about him. “Your wife is back. It’s still a little cold. Go to the house and get a thin blanket. Don’t let your wife get blown by the wind.”
After all, it was a miscarriage and the uterus was removed, so she must be taken good care of.
Zhao Yuanchao was immediately displeased, "A hen that can't lay eggs, beautiful girl, come down and go back by yourself."
"My mother has been taking care of you these days, and the clothes at home have not been washed. Remember to wash them."
"And my grandma said that we need to plow the soil in the yard so that we can start growing vegetables in the near future."
"And the house is a mess, you should clean it up."
Not only did he not go in to wrap Zhang Xia in a quilt to prevent her from getting any fresh air, but he also assigned her a series of tasks, which either required using cold water or leaving her outside with any fresh air. Wang Juan knew that he was trying to force Zhang Xia into filing for a divorce herself.
Her heart was extremely vicious. She glanced at Zhang Xia. She had to live her own life. Wang Juan glanced at Zhang Xia. She could help her once or twice, but not every time. It still depended on herself.
Zhang Xia was not surprised at all by Zhao Yuanchao's harsh behavior. She expected it to be true. He just wanted to force her to leave.
"I'm in trouble at your house. What? Do you think you can do whatever you want now that the child is gone? You don't think I only have the thing you signed."
"You don't think that no one will notice the shit you do on the farm."
"Zhao Yuanchao, you're not really coming to your house because of the baby in your belly?"
"You think that just because I'm pregnant, you can find fault with me and want me to get out of here, right?"
"I tell you, that's impossible." Zhang Xia rushed into the room and picked up a knife. "I tell you, Zhao Yuanchao, divorce is impossible. I can be widowed."
"I will never accept a divorce."
"Zhao Yuanchao, I ask you to choose, which one do you choose?" Zhang Xia happily gave Zhao Yuanchao the choice.
Wow, Wang Juan didn’t expect that. She knew before that Zhang Xia would not be a soft-hearted person, but she didn’t expect that she could be so tough.
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