Accompanied by the clang of the courtyard door, Mrs. Xiao Li, who had been chattering endlessly inside, instantly fell silent. She wanted to soften, but still felt she was not at fault.
In the end, Mrs. Xiao Li did not chase after him.
And Yuan Shouhu, who had been beaten, continued to cry out loudly.
Mrs. Xiao Li's mind was on Yuan Zhaodi a moment ago, but the next moment, she was only focused on how to comfort her son.
"What a sin!"
In the main room, Old Yuan let out a long sigh.
In the past, where were all these issues in this household?
"Wife, what do you think of our youngest and his wife, what's going on with them?"
"In the past, the two of them were never like this!"
Old Yuan couldn't figure it out, couldn't understand it.
Mrs. Zeng, seeing her husband like this, couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are just confused."
"How am I confused?"
Old Yuan truly couldn't understand.
