Yang Zhaodi had just begged her mother-in-law to plead with Gu Xiliang not to send her away.
Hearing that Yang's mother had come back to ask them for money again, they were so distraught that they just wanted to disappear on the spot.
With red eyes and a sob in her voice, she went outside and screamed hysterically, "Mom, that's not our dog! We don't have any dogs!"
Yang's mother didn't care.
She was chased by the dog all the way, fell down, and ate cow dung. She chased the dog again, and now she's covered in mud, without even touching a single dog hair.
She was furious and had nowhere to vent her anger.
This blind, money-losing brat is perfect for venting her anger on.
Yang's mother stepped forward and slapped him twice.
"You good-for-nothing! Didn't you see how disheveled I am? You didn't even show a word of concern, didn't let me go inside to clean up, and you dare to yell at me? I'll beat you to death, you unfilial brat!"
Yang Zhaodi's face, which was still swollen, was now even more swollen.
His face was covered in mud.
"Mother, please don't come here anymore. Just pretend you don't have a daughter like me."
His choked voice was filled with vicissitudes and sorrow.
She used to worry about her mother and think that her family was doing well, but what did she get in return?
Her mother only cared about money.
Her mother didn't care whether she lived or died at all.
Jiang Jinxiu suddenly felt that Yang Zhaodi's experience was not bad, at least it made her see her mother for who she really was, and she just hoped that she would not make the same foolish mistake again.
Hopefully, she can live a good life with her older brother in the future and treat the Pearl and her sister well.
When Yang Dongmei saw her mother covered in mud, she couldn't hide the sneer in her eyes.
"Hey, in-law, are you catching fish in the fields?"
The floodwaters have just receded, and the village chief told us to go fishing again tomorrow. How could you go ahead of us?
Judging by your gear, you must have caught quite a few. Give them to me. The fish in our village belong to the collective; you, an outsider, can't just catch them."
As she spoke, she reached out her hand, as if Yang's mother would really give her fish.
Yang's mother's face alternated between black and white, but unfortunately, her face was covered in mud, so others couldn't tell.
"I didn't catch any fish, don't accuse me," Yang's mother hurriedly explained.
Now many people from the surrounding area have come out to watch the excitement. If others think she's here to catch their fish, she'll be driven out of the village.
"Your dog did this to me, you have to pay for it."
"Mother, you've taken all the money from our eldest son's family. What more money do you want? Please go back, I'm begging you."
Yang Zhaodi only hoped that her mother would stop. She was really scared that her mother-in-law would also try to drive her away because of her mother.
With a wave of her hand, Yang's mother pushed Yang Zhaodi aside.
"I didn't ask you for it, get out of my way."
Yang Dongmei was furious this time, and angrily turned around and went home to find a broom.
Jiang Jinxiu pulled Yang Zhaodi behind her and looked Yang's mother up and down: "That's not our dog, but if we're lucky, we can keep it. It'll save us from people barking and spewing filth at our doorstep and trying to rob us as soon as they come."
The onlookers laughed when they heard this.
He spews nonsense.
That's so apt.
Yang's mother was covered in mud, from her head and face to her clothes.
Even his mouth was covered in mud, which splattered out as he spoke.
“I was chased by a dog in front of your house, so you have to take responsibility. This mud is all that dog’s fault. I don’t care, you have to pay me back.”
"That's what Yang's mother said shamelessly."
Jiang Jinxiu sneered. Did they really think they were easy to bully?
"First, the dog doesn't belong to us. Who knows how you provoked the stray dog?"
Second, you fell into the field yourself, what does it have to do with us?
Do you really think we treat Gu Jia like your daughter, someone you can beat and scold at will? Someone you can falsely accuse? If you piss me off, I'll have my husband beat your son to death, you believe me?
Yang Wei was his mother's Achilles' heel; she cherished her son dearly since he was a child.
She'll fight anyone who dares to bully her son.
Jiang Jinxiu's words crossed Yang's mother's bottom line. Her eyes reddened, and she reached out as if to tear Jiang's mouth apart.
"Smack—" Yang Dongmei came out with a broom and saw this scene. She swung the broom and hit Yang's mother's outstretched hand.
Yang Dongmei stood in front of Jiang Jinxiu with a broom, glaring angrily at her mother: "Do you really think our Gu family is easy to bully? You dare to hit my daughter-in-law? I'll beat you to death!"
As she spoke, she mercilessly swung the broom at Yang's mother.
Yang's mother staggered and dodged.
Those watching, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire, spread out a bit.
The scene of Yang Dongmei fiercely beating someone a few days ago is still vivid in my mind.
Yang's mother felt like she had had the worst luck of her life today.
Today, I absolutely have to take care of my family and lose money.
As she dodged, she yelled, "You dare hit me? Pay up, pay up, at least a hundred yuan, or I'll call the police."
The villagers were speechless when she said she wanted 100 yuan.
Is this how money can be made?
This person must be obsessed with money.
Before anyone could say anything more, a deep voice suddenly came from the courtyard, carrying a hint of coldness: "Why are you calling the police?"
Yang's mother froze, forgetting to dodge, and was hit directly by Yang Dongmei's broom, feeling a sharp pain.
She ignored the pain; her mind was filled with that voice.
It's him, he's here.
Run!
Yang's mother didn't dare to say another word and stumbled away into the distance.
When Gu Xichen came out, he only saw her running back in a disheveled state.
He frowned, unable to understand what Yang's mother was up to this time.
Everyone sighed as they watched Yang's mother flee in disarray.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Jiang Jinxiu turned to look at Gu Xichen, who was coming out of the house, her face full of smiles: "Why did you come out? How is Xiao Liang?"
Gu Xichen didn't reply. He strode up to her, gently wiping her face with his large, warm hand, and said with a touch of affection, "Why is there mud on your face? You look like a little kitten."
Jiang Jinxiu tilted her head up and said coquettishly, "Can you help me clean it?"
Gu Xichen tried to wipe it with his hands, but he couldn't get it clean, and it even made Jiang Jinxiu's fair face blush a little.
He felt a pang of sympathy upon seeing this and couldn't help but sigh at how delicate his wife was.
He pulled her to the well, wet a towel, and carefully cupped her face to wipe it.
The two of them only saw each other, completely forgetting that there were other people around them.
The neighbors who hadn't left yet were wide-eyed when they saw this scene.
Is this still the same little tyrant from before?
Is he still the same Gu Xichen who always has a stern face?
It's fake, right?
It's fake, right?
Everyone doubted their own eyes and rubbed them repeatedly.
Yang Zhaodi felt a mix of envy and embarrassment seeing the interaction between Gu Laosan and his wife.
Seeing the interaction between the young couple, Yang Dongmei felt very happy for them.
Silently, he put the broom down and tugged at Yang Zhaodi, who was standing there dryly.
Both of them had some mud on them, and they needed to go back and clean themselves up first.
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