"Second sister-in-law, I don't want the clothes I gave the girl today to be worn by someone else in the future, and I especially don't like that her padded jacket and cotton pants have become thin. I hope you can still have a human heart."
This time, Zhao Dashu didn't even call him "Second Brother." He just handed a small package to the girl sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) and left.
He had seen ruthless people, but he had never seen anyone as ruthless as his second brother.
In a way, he's not even as good as Lei Zi's father.
"Husband?" Li looked at him worriedly. Her third brother's words were really harsh. She wondered how much of it her husband had heard.
"Be nicer to her from now on."
Zhao Dayong stared intently at his daughter, who was looking at him cautiously and dared not utter a sound. If it weren't for his sons being so disobedient these past two years, he wouldn't have vented his anger on his daughter.
I always feel that even if I treat them well, they'll be ungrateful in the future.
How could he not love his own daughter, his last child?
"Hey!"
"Father, it was given to me by my third uncle."
My third brother just gave me a few pieces of dried meat and some pastries.
"Keep it for yourself, eat it in the Tibetan house, and don't let anyone else see it."
"Father and mother eat too."
Li covered her mouth, turned her head away, and cried. Her daughter was different from others; she was filial to them and did not hold grudges.
As soon as Zhao Dashu stepped out the door, he slapped himself across the face, yelling, "Serves you right for being so nosy!"
What business is it of his if other people's daughters are no big deal? Why is he so nosy?
That night, Zhao Dashu got drunk, and even the hangover pills couldn't stop him from drinking so much.
"Mother? What happened to Father?"
"Sigh, thinking about the old days makes me sad. Oh well, I'll just get drunk."
Zhao Xiaoyu: ...Dad's a bit sentimental!
When drunk, Zhao Dashu behaved terribly, crying and making a scene all night, driving Li Shi to the point of wanting to throw him out several times.
Because of him, no one has been sleeping well; it's just too noisy.
Zhao Xiaoyu made a decision: from now on, her father would never be allowed to get drunk again, and Xiao Lei would have to keep an eye on him when he went out.
What kind of alcohol?
On the day of the winter solstice, the whole family got up late, even the elderly Mr. Qian, who usually had a very punctual schedule, didn't get up.
This shows how much trouble Zhao Dashu caused last night.
After everyone got up, they quickly tidied up and went to the old woman's room. They ate lunch with her and then ate dinner at home by themselves.
It was agreed beforehand that several other families would also come, except for Sanzhuzi, who was not favored by the grandmother.
The Qian family father and son carried dumplings directly up the mountain, intending to celebrate the festival with the people there.
"Dad, if you ever get drunk again, you're never allowed to touch alcohol for the rest of your life."
Zhao Dashu knew that he had made quite a commotion last night. When he got up, he found that his voice was hoarse and his body ached. When he lifted his clothes, he found several pinch marks.
If a wife really had the heart to do that, how could she possibly lay a hand on a drunkard? And he's her husband, no less.
"I won't get drunk, I definitely won't get drunk, don't worry, I will never get drunk again."
Well, I hope he can keep his word.
"If he gets drunk again, I'll throw him out the door. He's so noisy," Song said angrily.
He went crazy last night, and even tried to take advantage of her while drunk. What a scoundrel! He's not behaving himself when he's drunk.
"Sanzhuzi, your food is being kept warm in the kitchen. Remember to eat it later."
On the winter solstice, everyone goes to the mother-in-law's house for lunch; we can't let our son go hungry.
Even if he doesn't usually have lunch, I have to prepare it for him today.
No matter how much trouble Sanzhuzi caused, she just couldn't bring herself to be cruel to him.
Last night she talked with her husband for a long time. It seems that the two of them are really biased, not only towards their youngest daughter, but also towards Zhao Di in the past.
No matter how bad their son is or how much he hurts them, they can't just ignore him. They admit they're biased and that they don't really care about their daughter.
Fortunately, neither of my daughters seems to hold grudges. If only my son could be as sensible as my daughters.
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