Chapter 2 Dare to hook up with your uncle? !

"You lazy idiot! I'm going to hammer you to death today." Mother-in-law Liu Xiulan rushed into the side room with a stick in her hand, looking ferocious.

Just as Liu Xiulan rushed into the main room, the eldest and his wife of the Zhai family came back from outside with mason's tools.

Seeing the old mother cursing the third son's wife in great anger and rushing into the main room with a stick in her hand, the couple had just returned to the village when they heard that the third son's child Baoer had fallen into the pond. Fortunately, Er Gouzi and others were working in the fields nearby and helped rescue the child in a hurry.

Zhai Qingsong frowned, "Why are you arguing again?"

"They are quarreling, what's it got to do with you! Just be a good bricklayer and mind your own business." Liu Xiangqin warned her husband coldly. Her husband was relatively honest and simple, and he would be eager to help out whenever the third son's wife made any move.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiangqin's face darkened. "Now that the land of each family in the village has been allocated to households, it's time for this family to split up and eat our own food. It's none of our business if a woman like the third daughter-in-law starves to death."

Zhai Qingsong looked at his wife, said nothing more, and shut his mouth knowingly.

Carrying mason's tools, he followed his wife into the yard.

At this time, in the side room, Wang Ziru took off her only torn cotton jacket and wrapped it around the child. Her hands were already frozen. She placed two pieces of dry firewood in the middle of the fire pit. Then she realized that she didn't know how to make a fire.

She grabbed a handful of dry straw, lit it with a match, and stuffed it under the dry firewood, but the dry firewood would not light at all.

Wang Ziru squatted beside the fire, trying hard to make a fire, her face full of fatigue and anxiety.

Her movements were a little clumsy, and she couldn't light the firewood in her hand. The room was filled with smoke, which made her cough.

At this moment, mother-in-law Liu Xiulan rushed into the side room with a wooden stick, looking very aggressive, as if she wanted to eat her daughter-in-law.

The wooden stick seemed like a sharp weapon in Liu Xiulan's hand. Her face was full of anger and her eyes were burning with rage, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.

Liu Xiulan rushed in and yelled, "You bastard, you're lazy all day long, you don't do any housework at all, you just waste the firewood at home!"

When Wang Ziru heard Liu Xiulan rushing in and yelling, the grievance and anger in her heart instantly surged up.

Her eyes were red from the smoke. She looked up at Liu Xiulan's rogue appearance and could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

She turned around and took a quick look at the leaky side room. Next to the fire there was a place for stomping grass, and there happened to be a grass-chopping knife next to it.

She threw down the matches, picked up the slash knife, held it tightly in her hand, looked at her mother-in-law angrily, and said fiercely: "Don't go too far! If you dare to come over and touch me, I will chop you to death!"

"My son fell into the water, and you, as a nurse, not only didn't care about his life or death, but you also tried to stop me from setting a fire! Are you still a human being?"

"What are you doing alive, old man? If you dare to touch a hair on my head today, I guarantee that this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

"Come and try it?!"

Seeing the grass-chopping knife in Wang Ziru's hand, Liu Xiulan panicked, but she still refused to give in: "How dare you point a knife at me? You heartless thing! Just wait and see how my son will deal with you when he comes back!"

Seeing the pig grass knife suddenly appear in the hands of the third son's wife, Liu Xiulan retreated directly to the door of the side room.

He pointed at Wang Ziru from a distance and cursed even more harshly.

In the side room behind the house, the whole yard could hear the scolding between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. The eldest son of the Zhai family was fiddling with his set of masonry tools in the yard. Hearing the increasingly intense quarrel, his heart tightened.

He turned his head and looked at the other side of the compartment.

His wife Liu Xiangqin went into the house. Zhai Qingsong dropped his mason's tools, patted the mud on his hands, walked quickly into the main room, and quietly appeared outside the side room.

Seeing his mother standing outside the door, pointing a stick at his concubine's sister-in-law and cursing her viciously, the scene before him made him frown.

He walked over and first pulled his mother away, "Mom, my sister-in-law wants to light a fire to warm the child, why are you scolding her like that?"

Then he turned to look at his brother and sister-in-law who were standing by the fire with great hostility, and advised: "Brother-in-law, we as a family should not be like this..."

With red eyes, Wang Ziru told her uncle the whole story.

During the years since she married into the Zhai family, the original owner did not strive for progress. On the other hand, the third son of the Zhai family joined the army the day after his wedding and did not return to visit his relatives for five years.

Everyone in the Zhai family has figured it out, and the third child has no intention of keeping this fool in the family!

Therefore, the original owner was not welcomed by her husband's family, and both mother and son were bullied by the whole family.

Wang Ziru has been working hard to manage the household chores and take care of the children, but her mother-in-law Liu Xiulan always blames her for no reason and makes trouble for her.

The whole family lives under one roof and eats from the same pot. How have my younger brother and sister been doing over the past few years? How could my uncle not know?

Seeing his sister-in-law speaking tearfully and accusing his mother of wrongdoings, Zhai Qingsong felt full of sympathy for his sister-in-law.

He knew that his mother had a bad temper and was often unreasonable, but he didn't say much.

I just hope that my third brother Zhai Ximo can come back from the army soon. Otherwise, the life of my younger sister-in-law and nephew, who are orphans and widows, will be even more difficult if they are separated from the family and live on their own.

Zhai Qingsong secretly hoped that the family would not be divided so soon, so that he could still take care of his younger siblings and nephew.

Liu Xiulan was pulled away by her eldest son, but she was still unwilling to give up. She stood outside the side room, pointed at Wang Ziru, and said fiercely: "When my son comes back from the army, I will make him divorce and kick you, a bad guy, out of the Zhai family! Just wait!"

Hearing Mrs. Liu repeatedly saying that she wanted to kick her out of her husband's house, Wang Ziru became even angrier and decided to divorce.

She sneered, "Just leave! I've had enough!"

"Back then, our third son didn't fancy someone like you! Don't think you can control him just because you gave birth to a son for the Zhai family. When the third son comes back, get out of the Zhai family."

"Get out! Don't bother me to light a fire, my son is still waiting for this fire to save his life! Your son is good, your son is capable, I will write a letter to your son tomorrow and ask him to come back from the dead to get a divorce!" Wang Ziru cursed and pulled a handful of dry straw, then waved her big hand to curse back.

"After the divorce, we will move on! Let your dog live with the pigs."

"You vicious woman..." Mrs. Liu was so angry that veins on her forehead were throbbing.

Wang Ziru couldn't make a fire, so she had no choice but to ask her uncle for help. "Brother, please help me make a fire, Bao'er is almost frozen to death!"

Standing at the door of the side room, Zhai Qingsong felt a little puzzled as he saw his mother and his younger brother's wife were unwilling to give in to each other. In the past, Wang Ziru would never be so bold as to scold her mother-in-law.

He seemed like a different person today. He was not afraid of his mother at all and even dared to challenge her.

Zhai Qingsong couldn't tell what was wrong. He had always been honest and loyal, and he couldn't bear to see his family in such a mess.

He walked into the side room, squatted beside the fire, and used a shovel to dig up the ashes that he had buried in the morning, which still had sparks on them. He found a few twigs in the haystack, placed them on top of the ashes, and lit a handful of straw to ignite them.

With the help of my uncle, the fire gradually burned up and suddenly illuminated the dim side room.

"Right now, the late spring cold will continue for some time, and mom wants to save firewood, so we don't make a fire during the day..." The uncle looked at Wang Ziru's helpless look, his heart seemed to be tangled, and he couldn't help but say.

Just when Zhai Qingsong said this.

Liu Xiangqin turned around and walked out of the west room. She didn't see the man, but she vaguely heard her man's humble voice coming from the side room behind the house.

Liu Xiangqin was about to go to the toilet, and was slightly startled when she heard this. Her face suddenly turned red with anger, "How dare that bastard hook up with my man..."

Liu Xiangqin, who had always been disgusted with her man standing up for other women, rushed into the main room in a flash.