The Wang family lived in a large courtyard and cooked outside the door. While killing chickens, Wang's wife muttered to herself that she had eaten several chickens but there was no sign of any movement in Wang Qiuju's stomach. It was all because of the sins she had done before.
She was so focused on fighting with the chicken in her hand that she didn't notice Zhao Youfu coming over.
Until Zhao Youfu's voice came faintly: "What a sin."
Mrs. Wang panicked for a moment. She looked up and saw that it was Zhao Youfu. She slapped her chest and said, "You walked without making any sound. I was scared to death."
"Sister-in-law, you haven't mentioned any sins yet. You said that Qiuju's childlessness was a sin she committed before."
Mrs. Wang wanted to get it out, but she was more afraid of what Old Lady Yang would do to her, so she mumbled, "You heard wrong, that's not the case."
Zhao Youfu has also wanted a child in recent years. It’s not that he likes children, but mainly because Old Lady Wang nags about it a lot, and the neighbors always speculate about his childlessness, saying that Wang Qiuju has a big butt and is easy to give birth to, but he is so weak that it is his fault that he has no children.
He never doubted Wang Qiuju, thinking it was just not their destiny.
Now he seemed to have smelled some clues, otherwise why would Mrs. Wang be so guilty and her tone of voice changed.
"If you don't tell me, don't blame me for attacking your son. I'm a bad guy anyway."
"No, no, don't touch my son, but I really can't tell you. If I tell you, my mother-in-law will drive me away."
Mrs. Wang pleaded in a low voice.
When Zhao Youfu heard that the matter was serious, he knew: "Why should I care about you? I don't have a son, and you don't have one either."
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