The tense atmosphere eased, and Old Lady Huang suddenly jumped up from the ground as if she had heard beautiful music, shouting, "Murder! Murder!"
She had to open the door and let the people outside see her daughter-in-law holding the hatchet high. She had to survive!
But just as she ran to the door, Fang Zhaodi caught up with her and grabbed her hair. Fang Zhaodi's eyes turned red at this time, and she raised the hatchet again. The good old lady Huang broke free at the cost of having a lot of hair pulled out, and pulled open the bolt on the big iron gate.
"save..."
As soon as Old Lady Huang said the first word, she saw a face she didn't want to see.
Fang Zhiyi squeezed in and asked, "Hey? Are you busy? Do you want me to step aside for a moment?"
"Mr. Fang, please take care of your sister!" Old Mrs. Huang was also desperate and tried every possible means to help.
Fang Zhaodi stared at her brother blankly, not quite understanding why he came again, until Fang Zhiyi took the hatchet from her hand.
"I just know that if you go from one extreme to another, you have to give performance to your husband?" He muttered, looking at Fang Zhaodi, then at Huang Minhao sitting in front of the laundry tub, old man Huang with his head down, and old lady Huang slumped on the ground.
"Sister, I'm here to ask for money."
Fang Zhaodi's mind was in a mess. The poisoned food, the beating, the insults from the old hag...all of them were suppressed by Fang Zhiyi's words "I'm here to ask for money."
"You want money?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded and said as a matter of course: "My parents said that the betrothal gift was not enough at the beginning, and we need to add more money."
When Fang Zhaodi heard the words "Mom and Dad", a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. Yes, how could she forget that her brother came to ask for money in the first place, so it seemed that helping her was just a matter of convenience.
"Money..." Fang Zhaodi touched her pocket. She didn't have a penny. Then she turned to look at Huang Minhao.
Huang Minhao was a little flustered: "I don't have any money."
But Old Man Huang said, "It's not right to ask for additional betrothal gifts after being married for so long."
Asking for money finally gave the father and son who were pretending to be dead a response.
Fang Zhiyi nodded as if suddenly understanding something. "Uncle is right, so what I want is alimony for my parents. My sister used to send money home every month. It's been so long now, she should have saved quite a bit, right?"
The Huang family was shocked by his words, and Fang Zhaodi lowered her head.
Fang Zhiyi was surprised: "No way, sister? You worked like a slave for the Huang family and you don't get a penny?"
Fang Zhaodi slowly raised her head. Yeah, why had she never had any money? She'd been working hard, even eating leftovers, but after getting married, she'd barely had a cent.
"Oh, this is difficult to handle. It's hard for me to say anything about your family's affairs. After all, you are my sister, and they are not my family." Fang Zhiyi emphasized the word "family".
Fang Zhaodi understood a little.
"I'll pay you tomorrow. Okay?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded with satisfaction.
"Do you need me to stay here today?"
Fang Zhaodi smiled and shook her head: "No, you should go home quickly, otherwise my parents will worry."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
