"Apology, do you hear me?"

"I asked you to apologize!"

"I asked you to speak, did you hear-"

…

As Chen Dashan's wife's forehead was forced onto the stone slab again and again, Chen Dashan's angry shouts accompanied her.

The more Chen's daughter-in-law said nothing, the angrier he became and the more ruthless he would be.

This scene made Ye Yuran feel uncomfortable reflexively.

——Oh my God, you actually hit a woman?!

——This man from the Chen family is really not a man. He beats his wife so hard in front of so many people. Is she still a human being?

She took a breath of cold air, took the kitchen knife on the table, and shouted softly: "That's enough!"

When everyone looked over, she raised her arm and slammed the kitchen knife onto the table.

"What's the point of a man hitting a woman? You should be filial to your own mother. If you don't even know how to be filial to your mother, why should you only ask your wife to be filial to you?"

"Did your mother give birth to your daughter-in-law, or raise your daughter-in-law? Ah?"

"It is your mother-in-law who gave birth to your daughter-in-law and raised her. Your mother-in-law is not willing to beat her daughter like this. What do you mean by beating your daughter-in-law like this?"

"Isn't it just because your wife is a woman and can't beat you, so you are using your power to bully others?"

…

Ye Yuran scolded Chen Dashan.

What she dislikes the most is this kind of guy who doesn't treat women as human beings and just slaps them casually.

If women are really not human beings, then what kind of thing is he, a man who sleeps with women? And what kind of thing is the child he gave birth to with a woman, a bastard?

After scolding Chen Dashan, she turned around and scolded Chen Dashan's wife: "Aren't you usually very good at ballading? Why did you become so fucking mute when your man slapped you across the face?"

"Where's your mouth? Where's your hands? Are you a beast? Let a man beat you like this?"

"Is he your father or your mother? Did he give birth to you or raise you? Your parents never beat you like this, so why would you let a man beat you like this? Were you beaten when you were born?"

"If he doesn't see you as a human being, then you don't see yourself as a human being? Why are you so stupid? You..."

…

Not only Chen Dashan was bewildered by the scolding, but Chen Dashan's wife herself was also bewildered by the scolding.

Chen Dashan: Is it none of your business if I beat my own wife?

Mrs. Chen: I was beaten, but you don’t sympathize with me and you actually scold me?

Cursing and cursing, Ye Yuran felt like "playing the piano to a cow", and instead became very angry.

She said angrily: "You are really hopeless! I am so stupid that I want to talk nonsense to you. I am a fucking fool!"

Chen family: "..."

——Isn’t he just a fool, inexplicable!

Zhu Qi: "..."

——My mother seems to be “mad” with anger!

——It turns out that mom really doesn’t like men hitting women. Well, I remember that.

When Zhu San came back from outside, he saw this scene.

He even stepped back a few steps and went to the door of the backyard to see if he had gone the wrong way.

——That’s right, it’s the yard our family rents!

Without anyone's cooperation, Ye Yuran couldn't scold anymore. She took several deep breaths: "Huh-huh-huh-"

His chest was heaving, but he couldn't suppress the anger he felt inside.

Angry at his misfortune, even more angry at his inability to fight.

She knew that this was a world where men were superior to women, and she knew the limitations of this era, but when this scene really happened in front of her, she realized how unacceptable she was.

How sad is it when a man hitting a woman is considered "natural" and even the woman herself doesn't realize there is anything wrong with it?

Looking at the look in the eyes of the eldest daughter-in-law Chen, looking at Aunt Chen and the confusion of the second daughter-in-law Chen, she felt desolate deep in her heart.

"Mom, don't be angry. Let's drink water. Slowly, slowly..." As a filial son, how could Zhu San just watch his mother being uncomfortable and ignore it? He quickly stepped forward and took the food on the table.

The teapot poured a cup of tea for Ye Yuran and encouraged her to drink it while helping her calm down.

By the way, his peripheral vision also glanced at the kitchen knife pierced into the wooden table.

——What happened to make him so angry?

——Look at how deep this knife is. It takes so much strength to cut it down.

"Lao San, you're back." Ye Yuran's eyes were a little moist, and she drank the cup of herbal tea with his water.

It was a pity that Zhu San's filial piety could not dispel the chill in her heart.

It was only then that she truly realized how difficult it was for her to integrate into this era.

Obviously I have recognized the sons of the Zhu family and shouldered the burden of bringing them to make a fortune together, but some things are different after all.

That huge cultural difference, the gap in understanding, was like an invisible gap, forever between her and this era, always jumping out at some point inadvertently, reminding her all the time——

You are not from this era, you are different from them.

Backwardness, ignorance, feudalism, these things she wanted to ignore were like pliable dodder flowers. They seemed fragile, but in fact they were very tough and difficult to cut.

Whether you are stuck in the quagmire and let the ink stain you black; whether you are tossing and turning, imitating the lotus flower that emerges from the mud unstained, and clean yourself; or whether you are imitating the pioneering ox, throwing your head, sprinkling blood, and lighting that bright lamp with your own meager strength

?

Zhu San didn't understand the deep meaning in his mother's eyes, but he noticed my mother's complicated mood. He said: "Well, I'm back, mother."

"Did the greeting card arrive?"

"Yes, it's been delivered. When I went there, when the other party heard that it was the seventh brother's greeting card, he immediately invited me to the flower hall. He said that Mr. Yan had already sent a message. If he received the seventh brother's greeting card, he must

Report to him..." Zhu San said slowly, describing how he was entertained by the servants of the Yan family, how he met Mr. Yan, and what he said.

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Yan already had an appointment this morning and couldn't push it back, he almost came back with Zhu San on the spot.

Because he failed to do so, he repeatedly expressed "regret" and asked Zhu San to apologize to Zhu Qi on his behalf, and asked Zhu Qi to come as promised. And he would return home as soon as possible and welcome him back to his bed.

.

"Looking at the look of Young Master Yan, I wish I could meet my seventh brother as soon as possible."

Hearing his words, Ye Yuran also smiled softly and said: "Judging from the frequency with which Mr. Yan writes to Lao Qi every now and then, we can see that he really likes Lao Qi."

Zhu Qi also smiled and said from the side: "Mom, I also like He'an very much."

"I know, otherwise, you would reply so frequently and still want to move our belongings and bring things to others." Ye Yuran also teased, "You'd better move the things you hid under the bed quickly.

Come out and take this opportunity to send it to others, so as not to hide it in various places and forget to hide it, and it will be gnawed by rats. It would be a real pity."
Chapter completed!