Chapter 17 My Fierce Wife
"We've given away so much stuff, how are we going to live from now on?"
Seeing that he still dared to talk back, Ji Shichui was so angry that he slapped him: "How did you live before? You're such a grown man and you still ask me how you lived?"
"If you can't make it work, then take your wife and go die!"
Today should have been a happy day for the land distribution, but now the Ji family is in dire straits.
Upon hearing her father's words, Jianshe's wife turned around and went back to her room to pack her things to go back to her parents' home. Why was she taking her anger out on them?
Ji Jianshe covered his face in disbelief: "You hit me? You hit me for that good-for-nothing?"
"You're so biased! You've never hit me before, am I wrong? It's been like this for so many years, what gives Ji Huaizhi the right?"
"You'd just give it to him if he asked? Then you can expect him to take care of you in your old age, don't come to me or my brother!"
Hearing this, Ji Shichui slapped him a few more times: "You dare talk to me like that? I think I've been too lenient with you guys before!"
Ji Jianguo quickly stopped him, saying, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Get out of here! You're the ingrates! You still hold a grudge against me? Am I being biased?" Ji Shichui questioned, "Am I really being biased?"
"Do you have any conscience? Look at the kind of life Ji Huaizhi has lived since he was a child. What kind of life have you lived? Am I being biased?"
"Ji Jianshe, how could you say such a thing?"
As soon as Huang Zhaodi entered, she saw her son's swollen face: "Ji Shichui, you old bastard, how dare you hit my son?"
"You're so biased! He lives that kind of life because he doesn't have a mother, because his mother died young!"
"I'll teach you to hit my son! I'll teach you to hit my son!"
Then, remembering his daughter saying that he had given Ji Huaizhi something, he became even harsher: "Since when did it become your place to make decisions about family matters?"
"They'll give you money, land, and a house?"
"You old bastard, I'll beat you to death!"
"Clap clap clap clap!"
"Mom and Dad, stop fighting!" Ji Jianguo tried to stop them, but his wife quickly pulled him back, asking, "What are you doing?"
"this……"
"You shrew! Huang Zhaodi, do you want to die?" Ji Shichui was so beaten by her that his face was scratched all over, and he got another slap: "I am the head of the family!"
Huang Zhaodi spat a mouthful of bloody water in his face; it stank horribly.
"You're nothing! You're nothing at all! You used to be, but you don't deserve it now!"
The couple fought fiercely, both ending up with bruises. The man was stronger than the woman, but Huang Zhaodi was also a formidable woman; she was ruthless.
The two fought so badly that they were both too embarrassed to show their faces in public.
I broke everything in the house that I could.
They finally stopped because they were both exhausted.
After being beaten, Ji Jianshe went to his wife's parents' home. Besides hating Ji Huaizhi, he also harbored resentment towards his father.
"Let me tell you, Ji Shichui, my things aren't so easy to take. Ji Huaizhi has been a lackey for so long, he's destined to be a lackey!"
Huang Zhaodi declared fiercely, "Even if he moves out, he'll still have to contribute to this family and to my son and daughter! I'm going to exploit him for the rest of my life!"
She'll get what she's taken back sooner or later!
Anyway, it's right next door, she can take her time to settle things later.
He also found a wife.
She went to see what kind of wife she had found.
"You vicious woman! How could I have married a woman like you?" Ji Shichui gritted his teeth. "Are you really not afraid of death? How dare you say such a thing about a servant!"
"Don't drag my Ji family down with you. If you want to die, go find a place to hang yourself!"
Huang Zhaodi raised her chin: "Go ahead and sue! A coward is a coward. Ji Huaizhi is going to be a coward for the rest of his life, working like a slave for my family!"
The couple collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted after uttering those harsh words.
Both of them had red and swollen faces and nosebleeds. Ji Shichui had Huang Zhaodi's hair in his hand, and his eyes were swollen. Huang Zhaodi's face was also swollen, and she could feel Ji Shichui's flesh under her fingernails.
Neither of them held back.
The house is a mess and no one cleans it. Ji Huaizhi used to do it, but things haven't been harmonious since he left.
Since no one else was available to do the work, and Ji Huaizhi was taken away by the Wang family, the job fell to them.
Ji Shichui felt exhausted. He knew Huang Zhaodi was ruthless, but he didn't expect her to be both ruthless and erratic.
I regret choosing her in the first place.
No wonder she was willing to marry him, a divorcee. If the matchmaker hadn't died, he would have really wanted to settle scores with her.
The Wang family carried their belongings back home. The second uncle knew a bit about carpentry, so they left the cabinets and boxes with him to refurbish and repair, since they had been used for so many years.
Ji Huaizhi didn't have the money to buy new ones, so these were probably what they used for the wedding.
My second uncle will make a few more stools and tables as wedding gifts.
Third Uncle and his family then thought about adding other things, and that's how Ji Huaizhi's house came to be furnished.
After the division of the family property was resolved, Zhang Xiuhua began to arrange for a matchmaker to propose marriage. Ji Huaizhi was very sincere and used the money and grain he had obtained as betrothal gifts.
Seeing that he was indeed sincere, the Feng family agreed to the marriage and did not ask him to use the money to prepare for the wedding.
Actually, this money isn't much; it's a bit of a stretch to say it's for wedding preparations.
Ji Huaizhi borrowed Wang Xiaoer's clothes and went to their door. He stood up straight and pushed the money back, indicating that things should be done the way they should be. It might not be much, but they still had to follow the rules to put their minds at ease.
After returning home, Ji Huaizhi gave his aunt a package of something dark and dirty, which Zhang Xiuhua didn't want to accept.
What is this?
Ji Huaizhi unfolded the layers one by one, revealing rags and oil paper, with a layer of newspaper at the very bottom, leaving Zhang Xiuhua stunned.
Inside were scattered banknotes and bills, which looked somewhat moldy, probably due to their age.
"This is?"
Ji Huaizhi pursed his lips: "Besides working, I used to go up the mountain. This is the dowry I secretly saved for selling mountain products to raise money for Gou'er."
I thought they would find me and steal my things after I left home, but when I went back this time, my things were still there.
The original owner certainly didn't have that kind of brain; he brought it up himself by finding a pretext.
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Zhang Xiuhua exclaimed in delight. "I was thinking that you gave all your money to the Feng family as a bride price. Your marriage... Oh, you're quite clever, knowing to secretly save some money for your daughter."
“Now that you’ve separated, it’ll be easier to save money in the future. You can save money for your daughter later.”
He glanced at the money and nodded: "The banquet won't be very large, you'll still have some left over."
Ji Huaizhi nodded: "Then I'll leave everything about the marriage to you, Aunt. Things are getting better outside now. Once I've made some money, I'll definitely take care of you and Uncle."
"What are you doing with all this?" Zhang Xiuhua patted her. "Making a good life is more important than anything else."
Ji Huaizhi smiled and said, "My uncle also said that another kitchen needs to be built over there. Although everyone helped with the construction, we will definitely need to buy materials, so let's use the money left over here."
"Your uncle said he would pay for it."
Ji Huaizhi interrupted, "Aunt, you've already been good enough. I don't need to keep taking advantage of you. You have so many mouths to feed in your family."
"There's definitely enough money in here. I was lucky enough to dig up two ginseng roots when I was selling mountain products. You don't need to save money for me."
“If there’s any left over, it’s all for your and your uncle’s filial piety. My son and I have troubled you for so long.”
"Why are you saying all this? They've already taken your rations." Zhang Xiuhua looked at the bag and said, "You're lucky. You mean the ginseng, right?"
“Alright, I’ll talk to your uncle tonight.” Zhang Xiuhua hadn’t expected him to have this kind of luck.
She wanted to tell him she would give him the rest of the money later, but he wouldn't give her the chance.
When Wang Dashan found out that evening, he nodded and said, "If there's any left over, we can buy some things in his name and split them among the three families. Consider it a gift from him."
"Return the rest of the money in a red envelope."
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