Chapter 95 You fucking dare hit me
Chen's mother was so angry that she threw the bowl on the table.
"What did you say? You little brat, say it again if you dare!"
The fourth brother puffed out his chest. "So what? I told you so! You don't take care of your own family's affairs, you're always worrying about other people's business. You won't be at ease until you've caused chaos and turmoil for your daughter."
“Every time Chen Feng comes back from her parents’ home, she’s like a rooster that’s been dipped in oil. She’s loud and looks at people with a sideways glance. Who knows what kind of crooked tricks you’ve taught her. My older brother is a man, after all. Every time Chen Feng yells at him, it’s like she’s yelling at a chick. Do you really think we Jiang family members have no temper and can be bullied by others?”
"You..." Mother Chen pointed at the fourth son in anger, her fingers trembling.
"Fourth brother, what are you doing? Go get the rice."
The eldest son stood up and said in a deep voice, "Chen Feng is my wife. Since no one is taking care of her during her postpartum period, I will. Anyway, the baby has already been born, and we just need to finish building the house before winter. There's no rush in this month."
"What?" Chen's mother angrily turned her finger in another direction. "Eldest son, are you deliberately trying to provoke me? Fourth son is cursing me like that, are you deaf and didn't you hear it?"
"Mother-in-law, please calm down, I..."
"Smack!"
Chen's mother slapped the eldest son across the face.
The fourth brother clenched his fist. This old hag is simply too much!
"What's wrong?" At this moment, Song Chunxue carried two bowls of noodles into the room and placed them steadily on the table.
Her heavy gaze fell on Chen's mother. "You just hit my son?"
"You slapped me because you don't want Chen Feng to have an easy time in our Jiang family, do you?"
Song Chunxue said with a half-smile, "Do you know that this means that even after you leave, I can still beat up your Chen Feng anytime? Anyway, she doesn't do any work all day, so she might not be able to beat me."
"Mother!" Jiang Yeming cried out, covering his cheek.
"Shut up!" Song Chunxue turned and glared at him. "Get outside."
If he hadn't already been slapped, Song Chunxue would have kicked him out the door right now.
"What do you mean, mother-in-law...?"
"Smack!"
The next moment, Chen's mother covered her cheek in a daze, "You dare to hit me?"
"You beat my son in my house, and then you even had your daughter beat my son. I used to be so protective of my eldest son that I wouldn't even lay a finger on him, but after he married your daughter, you act like you've invited an ancestor into your house. Anyone can beat him up, right?"
“Let me tell you, as long as I’m not paralyzed and bedridden, I’m still in charge of this family. If you Chen family members keep defecating on our heads, I can make the eldest son divorce Chen Feng anytime. Otherwise, the family property he took will be returned to me intact. That was earned with my blood and sweat!”
Chen Feng picked up the bowl in her hand and smashed it at Song Chunxue, yelling, "You son of a bitch... Ah!"
Song Chunxue was even faster, raising her hand to intercept the bowl that was being slapped at her, and forcefully shoving it into Chen's mother's face.
"You still want to hit me?"
Song Chunxue grabbed her hair, pulled her arm, and slammed her onto the dining table, acting fiercely and violently.
"Do you know how I've survived all these years? If I didn't have all that strength in my body, could I have grown so much food, dug up so many medicinal herbs, and raised them to this size?"
Chen's mother struggled for a moment, her face pressed against the dining table, getting smeared with soup and long strands of white noodles.
“What a waste of my meal,” Song Chunxue turned to look at the eldest brother. “You insisted that I give you face, but she attacked first.”
As she spoke, Song Chunxue grabbed Chen's mother by the hair, dragged her to the door, and forcefully pushed her out.
"roll!"
Chen Feng stood in the courtyard, staring in disbelief at her disheveled mother, "Mother..."
"Go lie down properly and what are you doing out here? Don't you know you can't be exposed to drafts during postpartum confinement?"
Chen's mother still cared about her daughter and didn't take Chen Feng back to her parents' home at this critical juncture.
"Jiang Yeming, your whole family is bullying my mother, isn't that right? I just gave birth to your child, can't you at least put on a show of respect and send my mother away with a smile?"
Jiang Yeming trembled with anger, "Your mother, your mother, all you care about is your mother. Then go home and live with your mother."
"Just like you said, we Jiang family members are so weak we can't even stand up straight, how dare we bully your Chen family?"
Jiang Yeming roared angrily, "If your mother hadn't been so outspoken and insisted on being the head of our family, would things have turned out like this? Do you think everyone in our family is like me, willingly acting as your grandson, never fighting back or arguing back?"
Chen's mother walked down the steps and stroked Chen Feng as she walked into the thatched hut. "Don't cry. You can't cry during your postpartum period. You can't neglect your own health because of me."
"Mother, let's go back!" Chen Feng wiped away her tears and pulled Chen Mu, saying, "Let's go back today."
"Don't do anything foolish."
Chen's mother pulled Chen Feng into the thatched hut and said in a low voice, "You can still leave the child behind and go back by yourself? Wouldn't your father break your legs?"
"So what if you want to interrupt? Anyway, I never liked the eldest son of the Jiang family from the beginning. Let's go back now, and I don't want the child anymore."
As she spoke, Chen Feng got up, opened the large chest on the kang (a heated brick bed), and took out a wooden box from it. "Let's go. We're not going to put up with this humiliation anymore."
"Are you stupid? Do you think you can find someone better than Jiang Yeming when you go back?" Chen's mother was so angry that tears streamed down her face. "It's also my fault. I had to argue with a junior. We started fighting after just a few words."
"You misjudged them before. The Jiang family is no pushover. Women should be gentler and not too sharp, or you'll never have a good life."
As she spoke, Chen's mother leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I brought you another talisman. Find a chance to bury it behind the door, and he will obediently listen to you."
Chen Feng suddenly softened.
Chen's mother pointed to the yellow earth on the kang (a heated brick bed), "Now that you're feeling better, sit down here. The yellow earth baked by the kang is better than anything else. Change it once a day and make sure you sit firmly on it, otherwise your bones won't grow properly and you'll have a big butt with no flesh when you walk, which will look terrible."
Chen Feng turned around and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), took off her pants and sat on the dry yellow earth, covering her legs with a thin quilt.
She wiped away her tears; her eyes were red from crying.
Chen's mother was a strong-willed woman. She quickly untied her hair, combed it, and cleaned herself up before giving her mother some advice on things to pay attention to during postpartum confinement.
"Remember this well, and don't get postpartum illnesses. If you go to the outhouse, make sure you're wrapped up tightly and don't catch a cold. Don't go out if you're sweating."
At this point, Chen's mother wiped away her tears.
"I thought he was a good-tempered person, and his mother was someone who could never stand up for herself. Who knew she would be so difficult to deal with now? She's so strong."
"We've ruined you. If he doesn't listen to you in the future, be smart and don't be stubborn. A wise person knows when to yield. Your father said that constantly going back to your parents' home is a disgrace to everyone. If we need you in the future, don't be stubborn, understand?"
Chen Feng covered her face with her hands, crying uncontrollably.
"He actually cursed me like that! He used to pretend to be nice to me, but now his true colors are showing. He said he wanted to be good to me, but it was all a lie. He's still completely controlled by his mother."
Jiang Yeming, who was about to lift the curtain outside the door, slowly lowered his hand to his side.
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