Then a knowing smile appeared on his lips.
They sat side by side at the small wooden table, enjoying their meal together.
After taking a few sips, Shen Cunpu's face gradually regained its long-lost color, no longer as pale and lifeless as before.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the soup stains that Su Qingzhi had accidentally left on the corner of her mouth.
"Honey, this food smells amazing."
"That's right."
Su Qingzhi chuckled and curled her lips.
Then he tidied up the bowls and plates he had finished drinking from.
She took the new dress she had just snatched back from Zhu Xiuqin to the bedside, folded it carefully, and placed it aside.
"I'll wear it tomorrow, I'll definitely look really handsome."
Of course, she also knew in her heart that although the dress was so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
But it's definitely a bit too sexy.
Although her husband is not particularly strong, and is even a bit thin.
But the lines that show through her slim figure are particularly captivating.
Su Qingzhi only muttered these thoughts to herself.
The light in the room dimmed abruptly the moment she blew out the kerosene lamp.
The wind was still outside; not a sound could be heard.
She lifted the quilt and skillfully snuggled into Shen Cunpu's arms.
"Go to sleep."
In the east room, a faint light still struggled to stay on.
Zhu Xiuqin sat quietly under the lamp.
The pain in her back came in waves.
She used to be all-powerful at home, doing whatever she wanted, and her life was incredibly smooth.
Now, however, he was unceremoniously beaten with a board by his new wife.
The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she felt, her chest tight and she couldn't breathe.
Besides pain, what welled up in my heart was mostly anger and hatred.
At this moment, Shen Zhiyu was sitting opposite her, his hands hanging limply at his sides.
That hand was swollen like a dough ball.
Suddenly, a low, rapid growl came from my stomach—
"Gurgle—gurgle—"
Shen Zhiyu blushed immediately upon hearing the noise, not daring to look at Zhu Xiuqin, and stammered a low complaint, "Mom, I'm hungry."
Zhu Xiuqin frowned, her face growing increasingly gloomy. She muttered a few angry words, but it was to no avail.
I was actually starving long ago.
I just didn't expect that Su Qingzhi didn't even cook dinner!
Finally, she couldn't help but scold him in a low voice: "Useless! Always complaining of being hungry!"
After a pause, seeing the helplessness on her son's face, she could only grit her teeth and compromise, "Wait, I'll make it for you."
Despite her deep love for her son, she gritted her teeth and quietly slipped into the kitchen.
As soon as I reached the door, a delicious aroma of meat wafted towards me.
Take another sniff!
It's a chicken!
Zhu Xiuqin's eyes lit up immediately, and she was so excited that she almost jumped up.
How could she have forgotten about that?
Su Qingzhi was incredibly lucky during the day!
They actually caught a plump pheasant that was quite large, and immediately started stewing it.
The pot was still bubbling and steaming, and it looked quite delicious at the time.
"Zhiyu, hurry up, your mother wants you to eat meat!"
She rushed back to her room and called to her son in a low voice.
The mother and son, drawn by the aroma of meat, drooled as they quietly made their way to the stove.
Upon reaching the stove, the two almost simultaneously reached out and violently lifted the lid of the iron pot—
The pot was empty; nothing was left!
There wasn't even a spoonful of soup, let alone the fragrant chicken!
This pot is so clean it looks like a freshly washed washbasin; you can't even see a speck of oil!
There were a few chicken bones, chewed to a pulp, lying in the stove; they looked like they had been gnawed clean!
Zhu Xiuqin was so angry that her teeth itched, and her chest felt like it was burning with fire, making her face turn red.
"That bitch Su Qingzhi secretly ate all the pheasant meat! She didn't even leave us a scrap... That's too cruel!"
Shen Zhiyu, standing to the side, swallowed hard and muttered regretfully, "If I had known she made such delicious food, I shouldn't have argued with her first... I should have at least eaten first."
"Mom, I'm starving... Please get me something to eat!"
"Wait!"
Zhu Xiuqin snorted.
But they still managed to find two steamed buns in the corner of the kitchen.
Those cornbreads were hard and very rough.
But this was the last of the food left in the kitchen.
"Eat."
Zhu Xiuqin took a big bite herself.
Her eyes were fixed on the direction of the eldest son's house.
Just you wait and see!
She will absolutely not let Su Qingzhi off the hook this time!
The next day, it was still not fully light.
Suddenly, cries and screams echoed throughout the entire Qingshan Village.
"Good heavens! I just can't live like this anymore—"
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Xiuqin was heard wiping away tears as she rushed into the home of village chief Liu Daqiang.
She cried out loudly, "Village chief, you have to stand up for us! What kind of person did my son marry? She's a disaster! Su Qingzhi, she's a wicked woman! She's trying to drive my son and me to the brink of despair!"
Then, she raised her arm, becoming increasingly agitated, and continued her accusations while stomping her feet: "Look how ruthless she is! Not only did she beat me up, but she also bullied my son to death!"
Liu Daqiang was known as a very kind person in the village.
He is not only fair and kind, but also decisive and reasonable in his dealings.
Therefore, everyone in the village respected him from the bottom of their hearts.
His prestige in the village was truly built up over time.
Without genuine talent and solid skills, it would be impossible to hold the position of village chief.
That morning, before he had eaten breakfast, he had just pushed open the gate of the courtyard and was about to go out to run some personal business when he saw Zhu Xiuqin standing not far from his door with her hair disheveled.
As soon as she saw Liu Daqiang come out, she immediately started crying and screaming.
The sound was loud and mournful, drawing the attention of those around.
Zhu Xiuqin staggered over, wiping away tears. Her face was red and swollen, and there were several bloody marks on her arms.
His clothes were also torn in one corner, and it was obvious that he had suffered a great loss.
Behind her stood several weary-looking villagers, who had clearly been woken up before dawn.
But their expressions showed no dissatisfaction; instead, they carried a hint of schadenfreude, as if watching a show.
When the village chief finally showed up, Zhu Xiuqin wailed even more shrilly.
"Village chief, you must stand up for us!"
As she spoke, she pointed to her face, almost as if she was about to cry herself to death.
"That jinx Su Qingzhi, she's been married into our family for only a few days and she's already gone crazy and doesn't even resemble a human being anymore!"
"I just said something to the child, and Xiaochen only ate one more bite of rice, and she grabbed the wooden stick in her hand and hit Xiaochen on the head... Waaaaah..."
"Zhiyu and I even stepped forward to stop her, thinking we could just say a few words and let it go, but we didn't expect this woman to hit us too!"
She continued her accusations.
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