Chapter 178: Talking about kissing, fighting again

The subtext is that instead of using the money to make phone calls, it would be better to use it to buy some more meat and live a good life.

Ever since Zhao Jiayun got married in the countryside, Zhao's father and mother had treated this daughter as if she didn't exist. After all, they were well-known people.

When others asked about their daughter who went to the countryside, Zhao's parents didn't dare to tell the truth, which daughter was so stupid as to marry into the countryside.

He didn't even discuss it with his parents beforehand. Since Zhao Jiayun was capable of doing such a thing, they couldn't persuade her and just let her experience the consequences herself.

"Mom, I...I miss you." Perhaps because of her pregnancy, Zhao Jiayun became particularly tearful.

I wanted to cry because I was wronged in front of Luo Yiping, I wanted to cry because I served Old Lady Luo and was rejected by her, and I wanted to cry even more when I heard the coldness from my parents.

Zhao Jiayun's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs. Father Zhao was a man and was impatient to talk so much to his daughter. He handed the phone to Mother Zhao and said, "You answer it. I'll take the kids to buy some things."

After hearing the conversation between his parents and thinking about his life before going to the countryside, Zhao Jiayun felt completely regretful.

No one knew when Luo Yiping left home and stole the money from home. Zhao Jiayun only had a few cents left in her pocket, which was gone after she made the phone call.

"Mom, I...I was wrong, I regret it, I don't want to stay here anymore, wuwuwuwuwu——"

Zhao Jiayun told Zhao's mother everything that Luo Yiping had done, including how she had to help old lady Luo go to the toilet early in the morning and wash her bed sheets and quilt covers by hand.

If he had no one to confide in, Zhao Jiayun was worried that he would go crazy sooner or later.

After all, Zhao's mother is a woman, and only women understand women's lives best. Her originally hard-hearted heart gradually softened.

She sighed, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."

"I told you before you went to the countryside that you should stay here and come back one day, but you didn't listen and insisted on marrying into such a poor and remote place. Since it's your own decision, what's the point of regretting it?"

Zhao's mother still felt sorry about it. The couple was too embarrassed to tell others that their daughter had married into a village in the countryside, and they would only give vague answers when others asked about it.

So the people around him really didn't know that Zhao Jiayun was already married and had children.

Some time ago, someone told Zhao's father about a good marriage proposal. The other party was also a boy from the city, the only child in the family, weak and unmarried at the age of 20.

The other party wanted to marry Zhao Jiayun to that family. Zhao's father carefully inquired about the other party's family and found out that both parents were workers and the two older sisters were married.

If his daughter had not been married, Zhao's father would have agreed without hesitation. Where could one find such a good marriage? And what's wrong with her being weak? She could be taken care of.

Thinking of Zhao Jiayun, Zhao's father was anxious and angry, and he had no choice but to reject the other party's idea, "It's really not worthy of my daughter. She will be in the countryside for who knows how many years. It's not good to delay her."

Zhao's mother mentioned the marriage introduction that happened some time ago. After thinking about it, she felt even more regretful. When Zhao Jiayun learned about it, she felt even more remorseful.

I had a bad idea...

After hurriedly hanging up the phone, Zhao Jiayun passed by the state-owned hotel and smelled the fragrance inside. He swallowed his saliva hungrily, but when he accidentally saw the people sitting inside, he instantly exploded.

She pushed open the door of the hotel and walked straight to the two men in the corner, shouting angrily: "Luo Yiping!"

Luo Yiping was drunk. When he heard someone calling him, he raised his head and grinned, saying, "Drink, drink, let's keep drinking!"

The man sitting opposite him sneaked away when he saw that the situation was not good. Finding that no one answered him, Luo Yiping stood up shakily and pointed at Zhao Jiayun, "You...you scared my brother away..."

"Come on, you, you have a drink with me..."

What to drink? Zhao Jiayun couldn't help but start gulping down the alcohol he smelled on Luo Yiping. There weren't many people in the state-owned hotel at this hour.

Seeing Zhao Jiayun and Luo Yiping arguing, one was a pregnant woman and the other was a drunkard, he simply advised them to leave quickly.

Zhao Jiayun was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger, so he shook off the other person's hand and said, "Don't touch me. Is this the attitude of all state-owned hotels?"

"Isn't it serving the people? I'm carrying a child, try touching me."

Zhao Jiayun yelled loudly and scared a little girl in the state-owned hotel until she burst into tears, but she offended the wrong person.

The girl's father is the head of the hotel - a real chef who has worked in the hotel for decades. He still has the power to kick out people with bad attitudes.

Even though he was kicked out, Zhao Jiayun did not let go of the two dishes and half a bottle of wine on Luo Yiping's table, and packed them all up and took them away.

On the way back, Zhao Jiayun and the drunk Luo Yiping sat on an ox cart and staggered back home. As soon as they arrived home, they heard old lady Luo howling at the top of her lungs.

The miserable sound frightened the drunken Luo Yiping sober up suddenly. He strode towards Old Lady Luo's room. Seeing the bed full of urine stains and diarrheal feces, Luo Yiping covered his nose and ran out again.

He just held onto the door and vomited. When he was done vomiting, he was almost sober. The drunk man was unreasonable. He frowned and started to settle accounts with Zhao Jiayun, "I asked you to take care of my mother. What did you take care of?"

The door was open. Zhao Jiayun hadn't eaten anything all morning and wanted to vomit all the stomach acid. He patted his chest and said, "What am I taking care of? We said we would take turns to take care of you, but you were out drinking seven days a week and I was the one taking care of you."

"You are now pretending to be a good person and a filial son in front of your mother. Look for yourself. I washed the sheets two days ago and wiped your mother's body."

"Why, Luo Yiping? I never served my mother like this when I was at home. How come I'm like a slave to you after I married into your family?"

Luo Yiping walked away impatiently, cursing, "I can't say anything to you. What else are you doing as a woman? You are just being too arrogant."

His words were harsh, and while Zhao Jiayun was angry, he also thought of the marriage his mother had mentioned: the couple was from the city and both parents were workers. Compared with them, Luo Yiping was not even a toe of theirs.

She was so angry that she said it out loud that no man could tolerate his wife thinking about another man, and Luo Yiping was no exception.

It only took a few minutes for the two to go from arguing to fighting. Old Mrs. Luo, paralyzed in bed, stared at her son and daughter-in-law fighting each other outside with tears in her eyes, and shouted helplessly: "Stop fighting, stop fighting."

The Luo family's wailing was heard one after another, and within a few minutes everyone in the village knew about it.