Yao Qiuyue had been married to the Jiang family for three years and had only seen Wu Guoliang and his wife a few times.
Wu Guoliang's wife, Zhao Meijuan, was hot-tempered and obese. When she saw Yao Qiyue's pretty face, she became jealous and wanted to slap her in the face.
It would be best if her long nails could scratch Yao Qiyue’s fair and tender face.
There was malice in Zhao Meijuan's eyes, and even a sense of pleasure of success on her face.
pity……
The butcher knife in Yao Qiyue's hand brushed past Zhao Meijuan's hand with a biting cold wind.
With a playful look in her eyes, she blew away the remnants of cloth on the butcher knife in one breath.
"ah……"
Zhao Meijuan sat down on the ground, covering her wrist and screaming.
Jiang's mother was so frightened that her legs went weak. She staggered to Zhao Meijuan's side and saw bright red blood flowing from the wound on Zhao Meijuan's hand.
Jiang's mother was stunned and didn't dare to say anything. She really didn't expect Yao Qiyue to take action without saying anything.
When Jiang Ye saw that something was wrong, he struggled to stand up and protect Yao Qiyue.
Unexpectedly, Yao Qiyue made a fancy knife move, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at Wu Guoliang who was standing there in a daze.
"Our Yao family has been butchering pigs for at least a few decades, if not a hundred years. You think I'm familiar with it since I watched my father butcher pigs since I was a child?"
"I have ten points..."
After saying that, Yao Qiyue proudly showed off the butcher knife in his hand.
"This knife was left to me by my father. I've killed at least a thousand pigs with it."
The butcher knife was about a foot long, with a wide blade and a narrow, sharp tip. It flashed coldly in the sunlight, with a chilling feeling that could cut the throat with one blow.
The butcher knife was like the frost in the eyes of its owner Yao Qiyue, making people shudder.
"Do you know how to kill a pig?"
"A butcher can kill a pig weighing over 300 kilograms with just one blow. I just aim at the pig's neck and stab it into the handle. Even when I pull the knife out, the blood will still flow. The pig will not die until the blood has drained out."
Yao Qiyue spoke seriously, and everyone's hearts trembled. If they listened carefully, they thought she was not talking about killing pigs, but about how to kill them.
Yao Qiyue said this while smiling tenderly at Jiang's mother: "My dear old princess, why are you sweating all over?"
"Oh, by the way, you see I'm talking so much nonsense."
"You just said I was fighting with someone for the house, but this is the house allocated to our Yao family by the factory."
"If you want to take it, I have to go talk to the factory manager."
The factory felt sorry for Yao Qiyue, an orphan, and promised to give her this house as compensation for her father's death in the line of duty, along with a monthly pension of five yuan and ten kilograms of food.
"Then you should go find the factory manager. Look at what he's looking like now. A girl is waving a knife around."
"You still dare to threaten your mother-in-law now. I think I should let Jiang Ye divorce you."
"Let's stop torturing each other. You don't even see me as your mother-in-law anyway."
When Jiang's mother heard Yao Qiyue mention the director of the non-staple food factory, she felt more confident and was not so scared anymore. She was still thinking of threatening Yao Qiyue with divorce.
In the past, Yao Qiyue was very afraid of divorce. She was afraid of returning to the Yao family alone.
Jiangmuxiang couldn't understand why Yao Qiyue was not afraid to go back to the Yao family now.
However, the director of the grocery factory did not know Yao Qiyue, and besides, Jiang's mother had sold Yao's father's job for money a long time ago.
It’s not certain whether Yao Qiuyue can even enter the grocery factory now.
Jiang's mother had a lot of thoughts in her mind, all about how to trick Yao Qiyue back.
Yao Qiyue looked at Jiang's mother's face, which was full of thoughts. She turned her wrist and put the butcher knife back into her waist. She took out a box of matches from her pocket.
Now there are some firewood piled up in the yard of every household. Yao Qiuyue is very impatient with these whining people.
Since they didn't want to return the house, she might as well make a big deal out of it.
Yao Qiyue strode into the kitchen, chopped and smashed things around, and found the oil hidden in the cupboard.
The oil only comes in a small porcelain bottle, but it's enough to scare people.
Yao Qiyue made a lot of noise in the kitchen. The people outside were afraid of the butcher knife in her hand, and no one dared to go into the kitchen to be alone with her.
Xiaobao poked his little head out and called out, "Mom, Daddy said don't be impulsive."
"This house belongs to the Yao family. He will definitely help you get it back."
Yao Qiyue turned around and saw Xiaobao's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your father can't even take care of himself, so don't worry about him."
As she spoke, she held the oil bottle and a handful of straw in one hand, bent down and picked up Xiaobao with one hand.
Yao Qiyue looked at the people in the yard who were clearly separated, and walked to the pile of firewood step by step.
"Hey, to be honest, I've been in a bad mood recently, and there are always people coming to provoke me."
"If I keep these bad things in my heart, I will probably be depressed to death."
"My dear mother-in-law, please don't accuse me of being unfilial. I'll give you one last chance."
"Today, take your good brother and your sister-in-law with droopy eyes and leave my house. I will forgive you for what happened."
Yao Qiyue looked at Wu Guoliang and his wife, who didn't care about the request, and slowly sent Xiaobao to Jiang Ye.
She looked up at Jiang's mother, her expression no longer cold and distant. She asked calmly, "Have you thought it through?"
Zhao Meijuan was repeatedly provoked by Yao Qiyue, and she was extremely dissatisfied.
"You little bitch, how dare you threaten us."
"I'm telling you, I'm not moving today. What can you do to me?"
Zhao Meijuan said this angrily as she walked to the corner and picked up a shovel.
"Clang."
She plunged the shovel into the honest earth in the yard and said, "I'm warning you, if you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for disregarding our kinship and kicking you all out."
“Tsk.”
Yao Qiyue looked at Jiang's mother with some dissatisfaction, and said impatiently: "You really won't cry until you see the coffin."
"My parents are dead, I don't mind taking the house and going with you to meet my parents."
After saying this, Yao Qiyue quickly closed the door, walked to the firewood pile and smashed the oil can.
Zhao Meijuan saw the oil can in Yao Qiyue's hand and covered her chest with her hands in pain: "You little bitch, how dare you take my oil."
"I'm going to fight you."
After that, the plump Zhao Meijuan rushed towards Yao Qiyue like a cannonball with a shovel in her hand.
Wu Guoliang and Jiang's mother both had gloating expressions on their faces and watched the show with their arms folded.
The two men were very confident in the big and strong Zhao Meijuan. They felt that Yao Qiyue could not beat Zhao Meijuan who was holding a weapon.
Even a butcher knife doesn't have the wider attack range of a shovel.
Only Jiang Ye was very worried. He was so weak that he could hardly walk steadily. He wanted to run over to protect Yao Qiyue, but unfortunately he bumped into Xiaobao, who also walked unsteadily.
Both father and son fell to the ground.
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