Zhu was completely stunned by the beating, especially by the curses Su Jiaoniang uttered, which made her skin crawl with anger.
She had nothing to do with Yang Fugui; they were both people in front of her. If she had succeeded in her scheme back then, Su Jiaoniang would have been the one who had been cheated on. Thinking of this, Zhu Shi's anger flared even higher.
She grabbed the feather duster and was about to slap Su Jiaoniang, but no matter how hard she gripped it, she couldn't budge it. She looked up and the person opposite her raised an eyebrow and sneered. Then, a huge force came from the feather duster, and Zhu was thrown to the ground with a thud.
Su Jiaoniang looked at Old Zhu Shi: "Mother, don't worry. I will teach my sister-in-law, that shameless slut, who has ruined our family's reputation, a lesson. You can rest assured."
Old Mrs. Zhu was furious. She had carefully chosen Mrs. Zhu to marry her eldest son to her slightly wealthier niece. Now, the wife had a bad reputation, and her son harbored resentment. She couldn't afford to offend her father-in-law, so for the sake of her children, she could only continue to make do.
Originally, I came here hoping to make amends, but who would have thought that Su Jiaoniang would become a completely different person? Her former gentle demeanor had vanished, and she was now more arrogant and domineering than the widows in the village, looking fierce and menacing.
Old Zhu cursed, and Su Jiaoniang immediately redirected the curse at Zhu.
What a slut! Stealing men, the child isn't a man's, lazy and good-for-nothing! As Zhu listened, her scalp tingled and her heart pounded. She opened her mouth to refute, but when she met Su Jiaoniang's cold gaze, she inexplicably panicked and couldn't utter a single word.
Seeing Su Jiaoniang's nonchalant attitude, as if she had punched cotton and there was no reaction at all, Old Zhu felt even more frustrated.
Su Jiaoniang was not intimidated at all. She didn't know how to curse, but she only needed to master one trick: for every curse from Old Zhu, she would repeat Old Zhu's words.
Zhu was so angry that she couldn't even talk back, and then she fainted.
Su Jiaoniang was taken aback, then a smile appeared on her lips. She felt that Zhu Shi's heart was as small as a sparrow's, and she couldn't stand any stimulation at all.
Pointing at the unconscious woman, Old Zhu said, "I'm telling you, you'd better take her away quickly, or you'll make her die of anger. It's such a blessing that a mother-in-law would make her daughter-in-law die of anger. If outsiders find out, who would dare to enter the Lu family's gate?"
At this moment, Zhu's eldest son is preparing to take the imperial examination to become a scholar, and his second son is also at the age where he is looking for a husband. Reputation is so important!
Old Madam Zhu stared at the unconscious Zhu Shi for a couple of moments, inwardly blaming Zhu Shi for being useless, and feeling equally disgusted with Su Jiaoniang.
They tried to get the unconscious person away, but Old Zhu was old and ate a lot. She was tall and thin, and weighed over 100 pounds, so they really couldn't move her.
With a grin, Su Jiaoniang dragged Zhu Shi's head out like a dead dog.
When she met some villagers on the way, Su Jiaoniang spoke in a soft voice, mimicking how the original owner of the body spoke to people: "My mother-in-law called her a slut, and she couldn't take it, so she fainted."
Old Zhu, who was walking behind and couldn't keep up with Su Jiaoniang's pace, quickly pulled her aside and explained that Su Jiaoniang had made her faint from anger.
But everyone in the village knows each other. Su Jiaoniang is the daughter of a scholar. She speaks softly and gently. How could she possibly make Zhu Shi faint? It's possible that she would be made to faint by Zhu Shi. Instead, she pointed and gossiped about Old Zhu Shi's back.
After dumping the person at the Lu family's doorstep, Su Jiaoniang turned around and went back to her own home.
As for the murderous glare she received from Old Madam Zhu, Su Jiaoniang raised an eyebrow and smiled, then walked straight home.
Xiao Ya and Fu Tu stood at the door of their house, peering out expectantly. The moment they saw Su Jiao Niang, Xiao Ya immediately ran over and grabbed Su Jiao Niang's hand: "Mom, don't be afraid. If we meet bad people, Xiao Ya will beat them up. When Xiao Ya grows up, she will beat them up."
"..." Su Jiaoniang was both amused and exasperated. It wasn't good to keep talking about washing.
"Little girl, you can't kill people, it's illegal, you know?" Su Jiaoniang patiently explained.
Lu Xiaoya nodded. Although she didn't quite understand, she knew that listening to her mother was the right thing to do.
Lu Futu's eyes gleamed. Laws are only obeyed by foolish ordinary people. As long as one becomes a high-ranking official, one can ignore these things. A slight look of disdain and indifference appeared on his small face.
At this moment, Su Jiaoniang suddenly turned around, and Lu Futu was caught off guard and surprised before he could even compose his expression.
Seeing Lu Futu's indifference, Su Jiaoniang's eyes became more cautious. She didn't rush to say anything to the little Futu, as antisocial personality disorder cannot be changed in a few words. She gently rubbed the little Futu's head, showing the tenderness of an old mother, and smiled softly.
Then he carried the basket he had brought back from the county town into the house.
Amidst Xiao Ya's chattering, new clothes and shoes for children were brought out. Lu Xiao Ya stared intently at the new clothes with her big eyes, not moving an inch, until Su Jiao Niang said, "Go change into your new clothes." Only then did she happily take the clothes and start changing.
Su Jiaoniang glanced at Lu Futu, noticing how bland the child was, lacking any childlike vitality. She shoved the clothes she had bought into the child's hands and said, "Go put on your new clothes."
After saying that, he slapped the child's bottom: "Kids should act like kids, don't try to look expressionless."
Lu Futu's ears turned bright red, and he walked awkwardly to the next room, clutching his clothes.
He's such a grown man, how could he spank him? It's utterly incomprehensible. If it were before, he would have chopped off this man's hand and fed it to the dogs. But no, no, the one who hit him was his mother, someone he couldn't let go of. He couldn't let her go.
Wait, what does "unreasonable" mean? What happened before? Lu Futu looked suspicious. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He was just a five-year-old child.
I changed into a new outfit and looked at the perfect shoes. They didn't expose my heels, the soles weren't torn, and my toes weren't sticking out. They were very comfortable.
Stepping out of the house, I was greeted by a strong smell of Chinese medicine.
As he approached the kitchen, someone inside smiled and handed him a bowl of medicine: "You'll get better if you take the medicine. Drink it yourself, or your mother will feed you."
Thinking of the way the little bald boy was fed medicine, Lu Futu held the large bowl himself and slowly swallowed the medicine, which didn't taste very good.
I walked to the water's edge, scooped a spoonful of water from the jar, washed the bowl clean, and heard voices coming from inside the house.
The little girl was digging for cicada nymphs under the tree, and the little bald guy inside woke up?
Lu Futu quickened his pace and entered the house. Inside, the little bald boy was lying on the bed, and his gentle and beautiful mother was sitting by the bed, holding a spoon and feeding the little bald boy his medicine spoonful by spoonful.
The little bald boy's eyes were still glistening with tears, making him look pitiful. He was so fair-skinned and delicate-looking; he was clearly raised by a good family.
Lu Futu felt a little jealous. He always took his medicine by himself, but this little bald guy had to be fed.
"TuTu has finished taking her medicine. Come here and help Mom feed your little brother his medicine. Mom will go make you some cold noodles."
Su Jiaoniang greeted Lu Futu, saying that most people with antisocial personality disorder have experienced too much imbalance in their childhood. If they have warmth in their hearts and people they want to protect, they will have a bottom line in their hearts.
How bad can a person with principles be?
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