Chapter 333 Honesty

The dog couldn't speak, and felt very aggrieved. He could only make pitiful humming sounds over and over, but it was useless because Song Zhili couldn't understand him.

Song Zhili picked up the broken bolt and stared at it for a moment. He turned around and looked at Xia Zhizhi in confusion, but he didn't ask any more questions. He reluctantly locked the door and said to Xia Zhizhi, "Come in."

Xia Zhizhi arrived too late, and the Song family was waiting in anger.

Thinking that he shouldn't get too used to his granddaughter-in-law who hasn't married yet, lest she get too careless and marry him, and then feel uneasy at home, he originally wanted to let Xia Zhizhi knock for a while longer, give her some time to breathe, and then let her in.

Unexpectedly, there was a loud noise outside.

The Song family didn't know what accident had happened, so Old Man Song asked Song Zhili to come out and take a look.

When Xia Zhizhi walked to Song Zhili's side, Song Zhili moved his lips, and it looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Xia Zhizhi didn't care at all.

When they entered the house, there was an octagonal table where all the members of the Song family were seated.

Old man and old lady Song sat on the upper hand, and on the left were Song Zhijie's uncle and aunt, who were also Song Zhili's parents, Song Yong and Ma Chun.

The Song family did not have many members.

Old Man Song's ex-wife and current wife each gave birth to only one son for him. The son born to his ex-wife also died, and his two sons only gave birth to one grandson each.

The whole family can't even sit around an eight-person table.

Seeing Xia Zhizhi arrive late and empty-handed, the Song family elders were not very happy.

Old Mrs. Song forced a smile, asked Xia Zhizhi to sit down, and introduced them to her: "This is your uncle Song Yong and your aunt, and that is Song Zhili, Zhijie's cousin. Come and sit down, everyone! The food is getting cold, let's eat."

Song Zhili sat opposite his parents. Xia Zhizhi took a look and had no choice but to sit next to Song Zhijie.

There were six dishes on the table, four of which were pickled vegetables. Old Mrs. Song smiled lovingly, picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and gave Xia Zhizhi a piece of meat, saying, "Eat it. Eat more. You look so thin."

Xia Zhizhi stood there holding her chopsticks, not moving, her eyes moving between the dishes.

None of the dishes looked appetizing.

Cooking is a talent. Some people can never cook delicious food even after a lifetime of cooking. Old Mrs. Song is one of them. And the food cooked by the wife her son married is just as bad.

Materials are scarce at the moment, and most people are struggling to have enough food and clothing. In fact, the taste of food is not that high. As long as the meat is fine grain, how can it be so unpalatable?

Being able to eat all-you-can-eat white rice is the dream of many people.

But Xia Zhizhi is different. She is no longer the person she was when she first came here. She lives a life of luxury every day, and the food she eats is all delicious and tasty. She has become very picky.

At this moment, looking at the cold and slightly oily dishes on the table, I have lost my appetite.

Xia Zhizhi was a little unhappy. She thought she would be able to serve one or two of her specialties, but it turned out she didn't even pass. Tang Mingli was far better than them.

She pouted and poked the rice with her chopsticks.

If she were at home, Zeng Zelan would have come up to her and hugged her and asked her why she was unhappy.

But in the Song family, who would be so pampering to her?

Ma Chun acted like a mother-in-law and was particularly displeased with Xia Zhizhi's frivolous look. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is complicated to say, but it is actually simple.

Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind.

Ma Chun has some experience in this area.

So he said, "Xiao Xia, I have been raising Zhijie since he was a child. Although I call him my nephew, he is actually no different from my son. When you get married, we can treat each other as mother and daughter."

Ma Chun said this not to get closer to Xia Zhizhi, but with the intention of preaching. Seeing that Xia Zhizhi was still poking at the rice, Ma Chun continued.

"I know you grew up in a small family and your upbringing is not good. As your aunt, I will spend more time and teach you well. You should know that this is a good time for you. In the past, young wives would not eat with their elders, let alone stir rice with chopsticks..."

Is Xia Zhizhi the type of person who can swallow her anger?

Even if there is no excuse, people will find one to cause trouble, let alone when someone else passes the excuse to you.

She worked so hard to run so far, and now she is given this kind of food. She hasn't even said anything, so why should others criticize her?

Since you can't even fill your mouth with rice, why don't you just not eat?

Xia Zhizhi was a ruthless person with many words. She stood up suddenly, slammed the bowl on the table with a bang, and shouted: "This is the new China. All your feudal old ideas must be overthrown!"

After saying that, she then held the edge of the table with both hands and lifted it forward.

The bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground with a bang.

The old man and old lady of the Song family were sitting opposite him, and were directly pressed by the table. Despite their age, they struggled with their limbs like little turtles.

Unfortunately, the tables these days are of high quality and extremely heavy, so they couldn’t even push them up.

He could only scream “Ouch, ouch, ouch” miserably.

Apart from the old man and woman who were the first to be hit, Song Yong and Ma Chun were not much better off as the food spilled all over them.

The safest person was Song Zhijie, who was sitting next to her.

Song Zhili also lived a good life on his own. When he saw Xia Zhizhi overturning the table, he simply picked up the bowl and stepped back, successfully saving his job.

There was chaos and confusion for a while. Song Yong and his wife called out to Song Zhijie: "Hurry up and help move the table and get your grandma out!"

It was not easy to fix the old man and old lady of the Song family who were half dead.

The whole family stared at her with a common hatred.

Old Mrs. Song wiped away her tears and slapped her thighs: "Oh, my God, what a sin I have committed. I dared to fight with the elders before my grandson's wife even married me. When she really married me, how could I survive!"

Song Zhijie supported his grandfather and glared at her fiercely, gritting his teeth and saying, "Xia Zhizhi, I didn't expect you to be such a vicious person!"

Xia Zhizhi looked at the whole family with her fingers interlocked, and suddenly hooked her finger at Song Zhijie: "Come here."

Song Zhijie looked surprised, but still moved closer: "If you don't give a reasonable explanation for this matter..."

Xia Zhizhi was too lazy to listen to him. She sneered and punched him in the face, directly breaking his nose.

Xia Zhizhi was so strong that Song Zhijie fell on his back after being beaten by her. His vision went dark and he was completely dazed. He felt something flowing out of his nostrils, and then he felt a sharp pain in his nose. He reached out his hand and touched it, and it was covered in blood.

Song Zhijie was in pain and shocked, and said in disbelief: "How dare you hit me?"

Xia Zhizhi put her hands on her hips, walked over leisurely, kicked Song Zhijie, and said nonchalantly: "The world is going downhill, people's hearts are not the same as before. There are more and more liars in this world now. Many daughters-in-law who have not yet married are well-behaved and considerate when they first meet their mother-in-law, but they immediately change their faces after they get married."

"But I'm different."

Xia Zhizhi clenched her fist and brought it close to her mouth, blowing out a breath: "I am an honest person and I won't play those tricks. I will make you understand from the beginning who has the final say in this family!"

"From today on, you listen to me when I talk, and you stand when I eat. Stop nagging me. You have an ugly face and you still want to lecture me. I think you are tired of living!"

After saying that, Xia Zhizhi threw a punch, and Song Zhijie was hit by another punch. He fell on his back, and the back of his head hit the ground with a bang. His eyes rolled back and he passed out.