"Ouch!"
Mrs. Zhang fell and hurt her backside, frustrated and annoyed, she glared at her husband angrily.
"Li Qinghai, are you even a man?! Your own wife is being bullied, and you don't even step up to help! Oh, my life is so miserable, marrying such a useless man..."
"That's enough! What's with all the yelling and shouting?"
Mrs. Li Zhou tolerated Mrs. Zhang's occasional complaints about her second son before, but now Mrs. Zhang was insulting her son right in front of her, and Mrs. Li Zhou couldn't take it.
God knows how she abuses the second son in private? As a mother, she was heartbroken.
Mrs. Li Zhou was becoming more and more displeased with this daughter-in-law.
She turned to A Qiu and asked, "Third son, how many eggs do you want for the glutinous rice?"
"Three, probably. She won't be happy with less than a bowl of glutinous rice." Long Yue echoed.
