Sister-in-law Lu, without any sense of obligation, said, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
"Come and talk to me." She's been lying in bed so long she's practically moldy.
The eldest son wouldn't let her go out, saying that he had asked the doctor and she needed to have a full month of postpartum confinement, otherwise her body wouldn't recover. Rural women aren't this fussy, let alone having a miscarriage or even giving birth.
Some wicked mothers-in-law make their daughters-in-law cook on the day of childbirth.
Her mother-in-law still insisted that she observe postpartum confinement. Sister-in-law Lu knew that they were all doing it for her own good, but with her family members going out to work, she was quite bored being left alone.
Qiao Wanyue sat by her bedside and chatted with her for a few minutes.
Don't be fooled by her sitting at home; she's always on the lookout.
Zhou Wenwen next door was scolded all day long. She's not pregnant anymore. What's most surprising is Yang Dazhuang's attitude. He actually stopped protecting Zhou Wenwen. She does her laundry and cooks as usual. If she's being dramatic, she'll get scolded.
Qiao Shanshan was also tormented by Old Lady Yang.
Sister-in-law Lu seemed to remember something and whispered something mysteriously in Qiao Wanyue's ear.
"She was beaten?"
Sister-in-law Lu glanced at her son playing in the mud by the door. "He was wailing like a banshee. I heard Zhong Qingqing's voice saying that Yang Huaiyuan should shut her up so that people wouldn't laugh at her."
Qiao Wanyue scoffed coldly.
The husband she fought so hard to win should also let her experience what it means to feel powerless.
Yang Huaiyuan is not a good-tempered person.
"Why does Yang Huaiyuan beat his wife?" Sister-in-law Lu scoffed.
Although she didn't like Qiao Shanshan, she couldn't see any man who beat his wife.
He looks respectable, but I never expected him to be a domestic abuser in private.
"You can know a person's face but not their heart."
Yang Huaiyuan wasn't just patient; he was clearly that kind of person.
He'd be all smiles on the surface, but in private he'd pin her to the ground and beat her mercilessly.
The image of her being pinned to the ground and begging for help in her past life seemed to appear before her eyes.
Why does he only hit you and not others?
Huaiyuan gagged her.
Qiao Wanyue closed her eyes in pain.
Although she ignored those memories, the memory of being beaten seemed to be etched into her bones.
"Wanyue, what's wrong?"
Qiao Wanyue lowered her head to hide the fierceness in her eyes, and looked at her sister-in-law with gentle eyes, "It's nothing, what did you just say?"
Sister-in-law Lu said, "Zhong Qingqing is a real scoundrel. A wicked person like her should go to hell."
Go to hell?
That's too good for her.
Lu Rong prepared dinner, and then his older brother returned.
"Brother, I've bought everything. Can you tell me if I'm missing anything?"
Brother Lu kept his head down, his tone cold, "What's the use of buying anything? She doesn't want it, it'll just get thrown out anyway."
Lu Rong paused.
His eyes were bloodshot.
“Just go when I tell you to. Can’t you just leave your things behind and check on your sister? Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Go and see how your sister is doing.” Lu Rong snapped at his eldest son.
Lu Yunqi didn't know what was wrong with him either.
He slammed the bowl down on the table, the chopsticks resting on it.
She turned and stormed out of the main room.
"The traitor."
Lu Rong pointed at him and cursed.
Qiao Wanyue had never seen an older brother like this before.
Qiao Wanyue and Sister-in-law Lu exchanged a glance.
"Mom, Yunqi, he..."
Lu Rong: "Never mind him, let's eat."
Lu Rong pretended nothing was wrong and ate his meal.
But anyone with eyes could see her scarlet eyes.
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