Old Huang also rushed out: "Damn it! Why are you here again!"
Fang Zhiyi tilted her head to look at her, bent down, grabbed Huang Minhao's hair, and slapped him in the face.
Huang Minhao felt his face numb.
"You dare!" Old Mrs. Huang shouted.
Another slap.
"If you yell, your son will get hit."
Old Lady Huang was a little anxious: "Someone come!"
Fang Zhiyi stepped on Huang Minhao's mouth and pinched his shoulder. Huang Minhao's face turned pale, but he couldn't scream. He twitched twice and fainted.
"If you scream again, he won't be able to save his other hand." Fang Zhiyi grinned, looking like a villain.
"Let my son go, there's nothing to say!" Old man Huang covered his wife's mouth with his hand.
"What do I have to say? My parents think the betrothal gift you gave me is too little, so they asked me to come and ask for it. I'm just staying here for a few days. Are you okay?"
Old Mrs. Huang looked at her unconscious son, then looked at Fang Zhiyi and nodded.
Fang Zhiyi smiled and took his feet away: "So, we are now a loving family? Go and cook, I'm hungry."
After saying that, he turned his head and looked towards his sister's room. There was a pair of eyes looking at here from behind the window.
Fang Zhaodi started eating again, but before eating, she watched her brother let each member of the Huang family taste a bite, and it took a long time before he started eating.
She began to understand that her brother was afraid that the Huang family would poison him.
Huang Minhao also woke up. He stared at this place, seeming very dissatisfied, but after being slapped several times by his younger brother, his eyes became much clearer.
For some reason, she felt a sense of joy in her heart. This feeling was very strange, as if she had not felt this way in many years.
"What do you want to eat this afternoon?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Fang Zhaodi didn't react: "Huh?" She looked into Fang Zhiyi's eyes, making sure he was asking her.
"I..." She suddenly saw her mother-in-law's resentful eyes and quickly lowered her head.
Fang Zhiyi turned around and said, "Do you believe that I dug out your son's eyes and soaked them in wine?"
Old Mrs. Huang quickly lowered her head.
That day, under Fang Zhiyi's control, Fang Zhaodi experienced for the first time what it was like to be the head of a family. Her mother-in-law washed clothes and cooked, while her father-in-law fetched water, chopped firewood, and fed the chickens.
It was a pity for Huang Minhao, as he was beaten a lot and his other arm was also removed.
The Huang family turned into little lambs in just one day.
Fang Zhiyi was like a gentle patriarch, always asking them what they thought with a smile, which made Fang Zhaodi feel a little reluctant.
But looking at her timid husband and her submissive parents-in-law, something gradually took root in Fang Zhaodi's heart.
After dinner, Fang Zhiyi was teasing the ants on the ground when Fang Zhaodi suddenly asked, "Aren't you going home?"
Fang Zhiyi didn't care: "I often don't go home for a few days, they don't care."
"You, are you here to vent your anger on me?" Fang Zhaodi asked the question she had been thinking about all day.
Fang Zhiyi didn't even raise his head: "Venting off? How can I be considered venting off? They didn't hit me."
Fang Zhaodi was stunned.
Fang Zhiyi stood up and patted his butt: "Anyway, I'll leave as soon as I get the money. Don't worry, I won't rely on you."
"Yeah..."
That night, Fang Zhaodi tossed and turned, unable to sleep, with her past life replaying over and over in her mind.
She has always been the most obedient and the most "understanding", and is used to being bullied, but today, her brother made her feel an emotion that seemed not to belong to her.
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