Chapter 29 My Fierce Wife
What a heartless wretch! Who is she doing this to vent her anger for?
While the others were warming themselves by the fire and talking inside, she came to the yard with a bucket of manure, intending to dump it directly over the wall into the neighbor's yard.
She set up a stool to stand on and picked up the manure bucket, but unexpectedly there were shards of glass on the wall. When the shards cut her hand, she lost her grip on the bucket and the manure spilled onto her.
"ah!"
Hearing the commotion, the people inside had a bad feeling. When they went out to check, they found that, apart from Huang Zhaodi, the excrement had been splashed all over their own yard.
Everyone else's yards smelled of gunpowder after fireworks, but theirs smelled of excrement.
Ji Shichui was furious: "You bastard! You bastard!"
The two daughters-in-law walked away with disdain, and Ji Jianguo resignedly went to boil water again.
Ji Shichui's lips trembled with anger: "Stop boiling water, use cold water, let her learn a lesson she's learned, she's both stupid and wicked."
"I've never seen such an idiot who drags his whole family down with him because of his bad deeds."
"What hot water? Jianhua, give your mother a good wake-up call."
Ji Jianhua, suppressing his nausea, asked, "Mom, can you rinse it yourself?"
Huang Zhaodi was truly so angry that she cried. Anger, grievance, and resentment overwhelmed her and caused her to break down.
"You people are heartless! Who have I been working for?"
Why are you bullying me like this?
"You still look down on me? You bunch of unfilial sons and daughters, who am I standing up for?"
As soon as she opened her mouth to speak, Huang Zhaodi felt an unknown object flow into her mouth, which then suddenly came out.
Ji Shichui was completely baffled.
"Rinse her clean first! Idiot! Idiot!"
Others really didn't know what to say.
Huang Zhaodi's illness worsened, and she became delirious with fever while lying in bed.
He kept cursing his neighbors, wishing them a terrible death.
Ji Jianhua felt ashamed. How could she ever find a husband again after this?
Both Jianshe's wife and Jianguo's wife were distracted while cooking. They looked at each other and sighed, realizing that this year's New Year was truly unpleasant.
Everyone else's home is filled with laughter and joy, but theirs is so unlucky.
No one brought food to Huang Zhaodi during the meal; they all thought they would do it after they finished eating.
Even though she had washed herself clean, she still smelled bad, so the room smelled very strong as soon as you entered.
But once they started eating, the adults who did farm work and the growing children couldn't stop.
After eating until his belly was round and full, he looked at the leftovers on the table and remembered that Huang Zhaodi's meal had not been served yet.
The two daughters-in-law made an excuse that they had finished cooking and needed to prepare things to take back to their parents' home, leaving the rest for Ji Jianhua to clean up and deliver food to his mother.
Looking at the rice porridge with only some scraps of vegetables and bits of meat on it, Huang Zhaodi felt disheartened.
"Is this what you're feeding me during the Chinese New Year?"
Ji Jianhua said guiltily, "I don't know either. My sister-in-law and the others didn't serve you any. Dad said it would teach you a lesson."
After saying that, she put down her chopsticks and left, saying that she still had to wash the dishes.
Huang Zhaodi waved her hand: "I'm not feeling well. Have your older brother go and get me a doctor. I still have a fever."
As soon as Ji Shichui came in, he heard her say, "Why call a doctor? Isn't it bad luck to do this during the New Year?"
"Bear with it!"
"You!" Huang Zhaodi hated him to death.
She wanted a sip of hot water, but no one came when she called.
She's like this because of that bastard Ji Huaizhi; he was born to bring her bad luck!
Ji Huaizhi and his family of three ate heartily at the Feng family's house, bringing all their fried and braised dishes with them.
Seeing the young couple carrying so many things, Feng's mother was a little unhappy and kept scolding Feng Qiaoxiang, asking if she didn't want to live a happy life anymore.
Ji Huaizhi also brought grain wine for Feng's father and other gifts for his uncle's family.
Whenever he had free time, he would just take it over. The two families lived close by, and he even wanted Wang Xiaoer to help him collect things in the village in the future, giving him two cents of profit per pound.
Mr. Feng had heard from his daughter that his son-in-law was delivering things to the city and that he was paid. After asking a few simple questions, he thought that his son-in-law was quite quick-witted.
Where is he being silly?
"After the New Year, I want to ask my mom to help me sell some tofu. I'll take it to the city with me. The price is 8 cents cheaper than in town, but I need a lot."
Upon hearing this, Feng's mother was overjoyed, as it could provide the family with additional income.
"Can we possibly take all of them? What if they break? They're also easy to break."
"Besides some restaurant owners, there are also some street vendors who want it, so there's a lot of demand," Ji Huaizhi explained.
Feng Qiaoxiang was playing with her nephews at home when her mother came over to ask if she had been upset by anything.
"Why should I be annoyed? I just find it annoying, like a toad that can't bite me but makes me feel disgusted."
"Will you be included in this year's housing allocation?" Feng's mother comforted her, "Just bear with it. Don't go too far. After all, you are still our elders in name. We live in the same village, so we can't make things ugly."
Feng Qiaoxiang sighed, "Even if I get a spot, there's no guarantee I'll get a house."
"And you're too late. We've reached the point of irreconcilable conflict with our neighbors, otherwise we wouldn't have come over today."
The two stayed there for two days, and when they returned, they heard that Huang Zhaodi was terminally ill and had been hospitalized.
They say he developed a heart attack from a cold and fever.
He almost burned to death.
Feng Qiaoxiang asked in confusion, "What does a cold and fever have to do with heart disease?"
After thinking for a moment, Ji Huaizhi said, "It could be myocarditis, or a heart attack?"
"What does this have to do with a fever?" Feng Qiaoxiang still didn't understand.
Seeing that they had no reaction and were only concerned about why a fever could turn into a heart attack, the others all expressed their disapproval.
"That's not the point. Huang Zhaodi is indeed quite ill. Both of her sons have gone back to her parents' home with her. She only has her daughter Jianhua and your father by her side."
"I definitely can't leave now. You guys go check and see if there's anyone who can help!"
"That's right. Let's put aside our usual conflicts and get through this difficult time first."
The couple blinked at the same time, clearly indicating that neither of them wanted to go.
"Qiaoxiang, it's not that you don't want Huaizhi to go, is it? That's terrible. He used to be very filial."
Others felt that no matter what the reason, a child's lack of filial piety was a huge problem.
This will get you criticized behind your back.
Feng Qiaoxiang stared wide-eyed. Why was this old man so foul-mouthed?
Just as he was about to say that he was going back, Ji Huaizhi spoke first: "Uncle, it was my own choice not to go, why are you dragging my wife into this?"
"Whether Huang Zhaodi lives or dies has nothing to do with me, and even less to do with my wife."
The others were so shocked their eyes almost popped out: "That's not right."
"That's right, that's really not right. Even if she treated you badly before, you should still go and see her."
"You have to go, even if it's just to make an appearance."
Ji Huaizhi: "Auntie, I remember you fought with Huang Zhaodi, didn't you? Why don't you buy something and go see her?"
"Uncle, what do you mean by speaking up for Huang Zhaodi like this? You seem to care about her quite a bit. I remember you used to say that Huang Zhaodi was pretty when she was young, right?"
Does your aunt know about this?
When the others saw Ji Huaizhi looking over, they immediately changed the subject.
Feng Qiaoxiang sneered: "Oh~"
"I was wondering when my stepmother-in-law became so popular? Turns out she's always looking for trouble."
"None of your business. You're just being nosy."
"Hey! How can you talk like that, young man?"
"What else can we say? We're being kind by not cursing you. Stop trying to lecture us. Even her own son didn't go, so it's none of my man's business."
Feng Qiaoxiang argued with several people all by herself, and finally achieved success and left.
"We have to settle on this house this year; we've offended almost everyone in the village."
Feng Qiaoxiang felt refreshed and invigorated without her mother's suppression, and she could easily blast others.
Ji Huaizhi: "That's normal. There's no village without arguments. Most of the time, they just argue but don't actually fight."
Huang Zhaodi was an exception.
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