Chapter 142 A Family of Scoundrels
Upon hearing Zhou Liang's voice, everyone inside fell silent, lowering their heads and daring not to speak again.
Tian'e hurriedly got off the kang (a heated brick bed), took the bag from Zhou Liang's hand, and helped him take off his coat and change his shoes.
After finishing all that, she hurried into the kitchen and brought out the warm food, trying to please him.
"I made five meat buns today. Mom and my little girl ate two, and I saved three for you."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Liang's expression darkened, and he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started slamming them down.
"Who do we think we are? Do we eat meat buns every day? Some people should be more self-aware. They haven't earned any money, but they certainly don't skimp on food and drink."
As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became tense. Aunt Tian took several deep breaths and saw her daughter constantly giving her meaningful glances. In the end, she held back.
"Son-in-law, it's my fault for being greedy. I won't eat it next time. Please don't be angry!"
"Shut up! Do you think you have the right to speak in this house? You're so greedy! You're almost dead, how can you be so greedy? I work hard every day and I don't even have enough to eat, what right do you have to eat?"
Zhou Liang's voice grew louder and louder, cursing Tian's wife mercilessly.
Aunt Tian's face turned pale and then red. Seeing that things were not good, Tian E quickly stepped forward and gently patted Zhou Liang's back, softly advising him.
"Honey, don't be angry. My mother has to get up early and work late every day to make and sell wontons. Her body can't take it, so I gave her a meat bun to help her get some nutrition. Just consider it as me eating it, okay?"
"Slap!" A loud slap rang out.
Tian E fell to the ground with a thud, half of her face quickly swelled up, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
"You spendthrift woman, I earn money to feed and clothe you so you can get healthy and have a son for me, not so you can go and help these poor country bumpkins in your family."
You better understand your place. Next time you speak in favor of outsiders, I'll kill you.
Zhou Liang's furious cursing ended, but he still wasn't satisfied. He kicked Tian E in the chest a few more times, and Tian E let out a painful wail before quickly covering her mouth.
The loud noise had already woken up the child on the kang (a heated brick bed). The little girl cried as she got up and hugged Zhou Liang's leg, pleading with him.
"Daddy, please don't hit Mommy. Little girl won't eat the meat bun anymore. Little girl will spit it out and give it back to you... uh..."
The little girl raised her hand and tried to spit out the steamed bun.
In the world of a little child, she only thinks that her parents are arguing because she ate meat buns, which is why her father gets angry and hits her.
"Little girl, little girl, stop picking at your hair, go back to bed and sleep."
Despite the excruciating pain, Tian'e comforted the little girl, not wanting her to be implicated.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Liang flew into a rage and kicked her. The little girl's small body flew up and crashed straight into the wall of the kang (a heated brick bed), bursting into tears.
"You brat, always crying, all you do is cry! You're going to cry away all the good fortune this family has..."
Zhou Liang tried to kick her again, but Tian E desperately blocked him, crying and begging.
"Husband, please stop hitting him! I beg you, the child is so young, please hit me instead..."
Zhou Liang didn't hold back either, grabbing Tian E's hair and punching and kicking her.
Huang Fang had already hidden in a corner in fear. Tian's wife and her husband wanted to come over and mediate, but Zhou Liang, who was furious, seemed determined not to let anyone off the hook today.
He kicked and shoved Aunt Tian and her husband several times.
"Your whole family are leeches, bloodsuckers. I work myself to the bone every day to support two freeloaders, and you all come here to eat and drink for free! Have no shame!"
"Son-in-law, stop hitting us. We're not eating your food for free. We make money selling wontons too. What do you mean by 'eating and drinking for free'?"
"Make money my ass! With the filth you guys make, who would dare eat your wontons? Using flour infested with live insects and rotten meat is one thing."
You don't wash your hands after using the toilet, you knead dough right after waking up with a runny nose, you're filthy from head to toe and you cough and spit everywhere all day long. I feel disgusted just watching you make that stuff.
You yourselves tell me, after selling wontons for two months, have you even recouped your costs? If I were to expect you to make money, I'd have to die and spend it in the afterlife.
Hearing their son-in-law's disgusted tone, the elderly couple dared not utter a sound.
Indeed, they didn't pay enough attention to the fillings and dough, but when rural people come out to do business, who can afford to be so particular?
Rural people eat like this, just grabbing a bite to fill their stomachs. Who washes their hands eight times a day just to cook a meal?
As long as there's meat in the filling, it doesn't matter if it's spoiled or not.
They might not eat meat for a whole year, but they'd lick the plate clean if they even smelled meat; they weren't picky about such things.
But in fact, it's true that they didn't make any money.
They've been here for over two months, and have set up stalls in almost every place. They're always chased away by nitpicking customers who claim they got food poisoning.
How could they possibly get food poisoning? They ate it themselves and were fine. It's just that city people are fussy and deliberately accuse others.
Unable to withstand her son-in-law's beating, Aunt Tian's eyes darted to Huang Fang, who was hiding in a corner.
As if seeing a savior, Aunt Tian hurriedly hugged her son-in-law's leg, "Son-in-law, stop hitting him, we've already thought of a good way to make money, just wait a few more days."
"Once my Xiaofang marries a rich guy, our whole family will be rich."
Marrying a rich guy?
Zhou Liang paused, turning to look at Huang Fang, who was crouching in the corner with her head in her hands.
"Are you trying to marry a rich man?"
Huang Fang nodded with an awkward smile.
"Tch!" Zhou Liang sneered, put his foot down, and went back to the table to continue eating his steamed buns. "Do you think a rich guy would want a country bumpkin like you?"
Huang Fang didn't dare to say anything upon hearing this, and Aunt Tian hurriedly explained on her behalf.
"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. We can make it a done deal. Are you afraid that the second son of the Shen family won't admit it?"
If he dares to deny it, we'll go to the police station and report him for rape.
Aunt Tian shared the ideas they had just discussed, and Zhou Liang stroked his chin and pondered for a while before concluding that they weren't entirely unfeasible.
Do you have a specific plan?
Everyone looked at each other, unable to make a sound judgment. Zhou Liang scratched his head in frustration.
"What a bunch of useless trash. Who are you targeting? I'll go and meet them tomorrow."
The family sat down together and recounted the Shen family's situation. The more Zhou Liang listened, the more hopeful he felt.
"Hmm, not bad. I've heard of the Shen family's reputation. I never expected that you bunch of good-for-nothings would actually climb onto such a money tree."
If this really happens, then our Zhou family can replace the Shen family and control two large clothing stores, which are a treasure trove that will bring in money every day!
"Alright, that's a good idea. Let me get to know that Shen Lao Er, and once we're on good terms, you can proceed. I'll definitely help my sister achieve her wish."
Zhou Liang glanced at Huang Fang, who, upon receiving his gaze, lowered her eyes awkwardly and nervously twisted her hands together.
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