Chapter 822 Drawn by Anger

Such a torture, the couple was really tortured, especially Xia Lei, who couldn't even drink water for more than a few seconds. At the end of the day, he felt that his legs and arms were exhausted.

Zhou Yanqing was not much better. His hands were extremely red, and it was obvious that he was about to get blisters again. In one day, the two of them felt that the work was more difficult than they had been working for several years.

If they only work for one day, the couple can bear it. Who knows, this day is not one or two days, but continues. The couple is simply more miserable than eating Huanglian.

As a result, Zhou Yanqing came back from working for three days. He was so tired that he didn't want to move at all. He wished he could lie down on the bed and go to sleep. But he was very hungry. When he came back, the house was full of cold pots and stoves, and there was nothing to eat.

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Her anger suddenly emerged: "Fu Rong, you damn girl, get out of here."

Xia Furong is embroidering in her boudoir. Although she can embroider, she has never learned it seriously and is very poor. She usually just sews and mends. But she envies Zhou Ziya, so she does it herself when she has nothing to do.

Unfortunately, after a few years, although the things she embroidered were better than before, they couldn't be sold for much money.

"Mom, why are you so loud? My daughter is not deaf." Xia Furong stood lazily by the door and said unhappily.

"Damn girl, you stay in the house all day and give birth to babies. You don't know how to cook. Do you want to starve me to death?" The skin on the palm of your hand was broken, and now it hurts, which makes Zhou Yanqing's whole face look like

It's like it's going to be on fire.

"Mom, my daughter is not feeling well today, so she didn't cook. Mom, please do it." Normally, Xia Furong doesn't have many opportunities to cook, not to mention her cooking skills. Usually it's Zhou Yanqing who does it.

So when she said this, she was very confident.

"You damn girl, you do nothing all day long. You don't even cook. I am raising a daughter or an old man. Go and cook quickly. If you don't go, I will beat you to death." Thinking of others.

The daughter of the family was good at washing and cooking, but she had to wait on herself, which made her even more uncomfortable. At this time, she forgot that the reason why Xia Furong was like this was because she was doting on her.

Although Xia Furong was not happy, she saw that her mother was in a bad mood, so she had to cook reluctantly. As a result, it was already dark now, and there was no food at home. She made rice, but there was no food. In the evening

, besides rice, there was only kimchi on the table. And the kimchi didn’t taste good, so a big bowl was placed in the middle of the table.

"Mom, what's going on? Why are there only rice and no vegetables tonight?" Xia Lei immediately shouted unhappy.

After Zhou Yanqing called her daughter to cook, she went back to her room to rest. She was so tired that when it was time to eat, he called her up and what she saw when she sat down was the white rice with salted vegetables. She thought it was Xia Furong.

If you are lazy, you will only cook when asked to cook, and you won't even fry any vegetables, let alone your anger.

"Damn girl, I'll beat you to death."

Zhou Yanqing was so angry that he lost his mind and threw the chopsticks in his hand towards Xia Furong, directly into Xia Furong's face. One of them almost hit her eyes, which scared her so much that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Chapter completed!