"Why did the second child offend the third child again?" Mrs. Hou asked casually. She wanted to laugh when she thought of the scene of the second child being pressed down and beaten by the third child.

When did the third child start beating the second child? Mrs. Hou recalled that it probably started when the second child killed the puppy that the third child killed. After that time, the third child seemed to have a new idea.

Whenever the second child offends him or makes him unhappy, the third child will suppress the second child in the martial arts arena and beat him.

I beat him until he won the first prize, the third child became more stable, and the second child was completely afraid of him. The two of them were both civilized and martial, and they didn't have many interactions, so the second child only received less beatings.

Xiang Lan replied in a low voice, and Mrs. Hou understood, "It turns out that it was Sister He Ting from the second child's family who caused the problem. No wonder the third child asked him to take care of her." Thinking of Su's jumping up and down temper, Mrs. Hou couldn't bear it.

I really feel sorry for the bastard Lao Er.

However, the third child is too protective of his wife, right? This makes Mrs. Hou feel a little uncomfortable.

After Wen Chengyao returned to the second room, he naturally had a fierce argument with Mr. Su. Ms. Su was used to being domineering, so it was strange that she could bow her head and admit her mistake.

"Obviously it was the third child who beat you. You can't beat the third child, but you vent your anger on me. If you can, go to the third child! The third child knows how to stand up for his wife and children. What about you? You will quarrel with me.

You will blame me! Now that you dislike me, don’t forget, if it weren’t for me, if it weren’t for my father, would you be where you are today?”

These words immediately pricked Wen Chengyao's self-esteem as a man. He glared at Su savagely, his expression gloomy and terrifying.

Mrs. Su looked at his raised palm, raised her head and raised her chest, "Hit me! Hit me if you dare! Do you believe that I dare to go to my father for justice despite the slap mark? If my father knew that he would have high hopes

Your son is just a coward who beats women, will he still bother with you?"

Wen Chengyao's pupils tightened and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking. "It's unreasonable." He rushed out of the door.

This stupid woman! He was afraid that he would lose his mind if he didn't leave.

The Su family controlled Wen Chengyao very strictly. There was only one Aunt Yan around him who gave birth to a concubine. She was able to give birth to a concubine not because she had the means, but because she was honest and timid. How timid can she be? Even if she was able to give birth to a concubine.

Her son was bullied, and she didn't dare to say a word. She would only huddle in the yard and do needlework every day. She didn't dare to show her face except to say hello. Even if Wen Chengyao entered her room, she was terrified.

More than happy.

Can Wen Chengyao be interested in such a person? He may not be able to think of her even after a year.

Finally, Wen Chengyao went to Aunt Ding. When Aunt Ding saw her son's face, her heart skipped a beat, "What's wrong? We quarreled with Mr. Su again? The same goes for your wife. You were tired after a long day outside and came back."

She is not careless in serving you in the house, and she even wants to make you angry..."

Wen Chengyao was impatient and interrupted her directly, lying down on the soft couch, "Auntie, where's the medicinal wine? Give it to me."

"Second Master is injured?" Aunt Ding was startled and rushed over to pull off her son's clothes. "Where is the injury? Auntie, look at it."

Wen Chengyao avoided it uncomfortably, a little impatiently, "It's not an important injury, just rub it with medicinal wine."

Aunt Ding turned around and ordered, "Yancui, why don't you bring the medicinal wine quickly? Didn't you hear that the second master was injured? You don't have any sharp eyesight." As a concubine, she is not a person with a good temper.

Yan Cui quickly brought the medicinal wine. Aunt Ding wanted to wipe it for her son herself, but Wen Chengyao stopped her, "No need to bother Auntie, a maid will do."

"Second Master, you are filial." Aunt Ding was very happy. When she saw the bruises on her son's back, her happiness turned into distress, "It's so serious, Second Master, how did you get hurt?"

Wen Chengyao hesitated, could he say that he was beaten by Lao San? Lao San is a sinister person who specializes in picking painful places to strike. Hiss...it hurt him to death!

"It's just a skin injury. It will be fine in two days. Auntie, please don't ask." Wen Chengyao said perfunctorily.

Is there anything else that Aunt Ding doesn't understand? "Is it the third child? Did he hit you again? He killed a thousand cuts and chopped off his head. How could he do such a dirty trick to his brother? I said he was ruthless and cruel.

Damn it, your father still doesn’t believe that he can even harm his own limbs, how can he be such a good thing..."

He cursed with an angry look on his face, which made Wen Chengyao even more irritated, "Auntie, please stop saying a few words." If the news reaches the ears of his aunt, he and his aunt will be in trouble.

Aunt Ding felt aggrieved when her son scolded her, "Second Master, don't I feel sorry for you?"

Looking at the crying face of his biological mother, Wen Chengyao got dressed and got off the bed, "I'm leaving."

"You're still injured, where are you going? Aunt Ding asked someone to make soup to replenish you..." Aunt Ding chased her to the door, but saw that her son had already walked far away. She was so angry that she grabbed her handkerchief and said, "This child!

"

He Xiaodie was just put down early in the morning. After Xiaowen came back, Yu Zhi was extra tired. By accident, she forgot about the person who was still hanging on the tree. As for the other people, naturally they didn't

Dare to make independent decisions and put people down.

So, He Xiaodie hung on the tree all night and barely escaped freezing.

Yu Zhi glanced at her and said: "Since you stay with me, you must abide by my rules. There will be no next time."

After a long time, Yu Zhi had left, and He Xiaodie on the bed said in a low voice: "I know."

The second unlucky thing was an inconspicuous little maid on the sweeper. The snow was not swept clean, causing the third master to almost fall. He was fined five pieces of board and sold out.

One day later, a second-class maid next to Qin Yushuang was also sold out of the house on charges of theft.

Yu Zhi listened to the news that Lian Wu inquired about, and while eating melon seeds, he complained in his heart. He was born tall and strong, and he could beat the second master until he couldn't fight back, and he slipped under a little snow.

?How about you be more careful when it comes to settling your charges?

Oh, no, this is a very evil feudal society. The master wants to sell slaves, so why bother to make up charges? Even if you say you are wrong, you are right and wrong.

The first maid was okay, but she didn't do her job well. The second one was unlucky. Who would dare to buy it despite being accused of stealing?

Little did they know that this was Wen Jiuxiao's intention. He hated the person behind him more than the maid who was bribed, so he also used this to warn his sister-in-law not to stretch out her hands so long.

Of course Yu Zhi will not sympathize with these two maids. She just thinks that her mistress Xiaowen is quite cute in her petty ways. As long as he doesn't use it against her, it's totally fine!

Mr. Xiao Wen was so protective of his wife and son, Yu Zhi felt that he had to show off too. He filled the rice and soup, endured the sleepiness and got up to send Mr. Xiao Wen to court. He said goodbye with soft words and greeted each other with a smile. He had done enough.

She looks like a good wife. She even had the idea of ​​making clothes for Master Xiaowen... Of course, she gave up in the end!

That pair of trousers, those mid-length trousers that Yu Zhi spent a lot of effort to make, with a drawstring at the waist and drawstrings on the trouser legs, similar to modern bloomers.

The two trouser legs were the same length and width, which looked very good. Yu Zhi was very proud of it. What's so difficult about making trousers? Didn't she do it too?

What was the result? On the night when Mrs. Xiaowen changed into her clothes, she moved too much and her pants came apart...

Meeting Mr. Xiaowen's half-smiling gaze, Yu Zhi was so embarrassed that he could even fry an egg on his face!

Never use needles to make clothes again in this life.

(End of chapter)


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