Wang Hongxia, who was severely beaten, followed her husband Zhao Yongbo timidly and returned home honestly under the watchful eyes of a group of villagers.

Zhao Yongbo, who sprinkled the evil fire in his belly, after all, he had suffered from his wife Wang Hongxia's seventeen or eighteen years of wretchedness, and after gradually calming down, he was still a little afraid in his heart.

Originally, he thought that if the other party sprinkled with him, then he would run out of the house directly, pick up the neighbor's ox cart and go to the city to find his mother Ye Qingzhou to complain.

But she didn't want to, Wang Hongxia just sat on the bed for a while, then got up and changed into a set of clean clothes, and then went into the kitchen to continue cooking.

After she brought the food to the table, she did not forget to call her husband and three children to come over for dinner.

Such earth-shaking changes made Zhao Yongbo, who was still a little weak and worried, instantly feel an inexplicable confidence in his heart!

made him feel that he used to spoil his daughter-in-law too much, which made her the culprit who forced her own mother away and caused her to lose her clothes and food.

This change in thinking also made Zhao Yongbo more determined to treat his wife Wang Hongxia in the future - if you are disobedient, you will be beaten to death!

"Wang Hongxia! Don't you see that your husband and I don't have any food in my bowl? After Zhao Yongbo finished pulling his own portion of millet porridge, he directly slapped the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

He pointed to his wife beside him, "Why are you so blind? Why don't you hurry up and serve me food? ”

In the past, even if he ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, Zhao Yongbo did not dare to speak to his wife Wang Hongxia like this.

However, at the moment when the world is changing, Zhao Yongbo, who thinks that as long as he can win the forgiveness of his mother Ye Qingzhou, he will also become a dragon and phoenix among people, but he also instantly hardened.

"This ...... In our family, in recent days, everyone only has a bowl of millet porridge. Wang Hongxia looked at the empty pot, she was cooking during this time, and there was a fixed amount for everyone, if her husband drank an extra bowl, it would mean that there would definitely be people in the family who could not drink porridge.

"A bowl of millet porridge, what is enough? Is it enough for me to go to Boss Dou's house and look for my mother? Zhao Yongbo glanced at his wife Wang Hongxia beside him with disdain, and directly snatched the porridge bowl that belonged to her, "If you don't drink, won't you let me eat more?" ”

Wang Hongxia, who was hungry and still in pain, watched her husband swallow the bowl of porridge that originally belonged to her, and the torment in her heart was even more uncomfortable than the pain in her body.

The tears in Wang Hongxia's eyes could no longer be suppressed, she threw the chopsticks in her hand directly to the ground, and wanted to wake up her incompetent husband who suddenly changed her temperament, and let him know who was the master of the family.

"Smack!" However, as soon as Wang Hongxia dropped her chopsticks, she was slapped hard in the face.

"The gentlemen are eating, what kind of face are you throwing at this mother-in-law?" Zhao Jianzhong, who never said a word, felt that Wang Hongxia's daughter-in-law was hateful, "You are a woman, you should do what a woman should do!" ”

"If you let me see you again, I will be unfilial to my elders! Disrespectful to your own masters! Teach the children some things that they don't have! Messing with right and wrong in front of your mother-in-law and chewing the root of your tongue! You see, I don't just let our family Yongbo, a letter of resignation, and kick you out of the house! ”

Zhao Jianzhong, who has always been partial to his second son Zhao Yongbo, saw that his son treated his wife like this, and this time he did not have the slightest connivance in his previous hands or words.

This made Wang Hongxia, who still wanted to get angry, be slapped directly and all her temper away.

She lay on the ground aggrievedly, looking at her husband Zhao Yongbo, son Zhao Jiafei, and two daughters Zhao Jiamin and Zhao Jiajie with a pair of yellowed eyes as if asking for help.

But none of these four people helped her.