Afraid of the long night, dreams will come.
The old lady immediately called her daughter-in-law and grandson and ran to Zhao Zheng's house.
Seeing this situation, Yang Zhaodi and Zhang Xiao'e were on high alert.
"Grandma, Fourth Aunt..."
The old lady gave the two women a cold look. "Where's the third sister?"
"Mom, what's up?" Zhao Zheng emerged from the house and looked at the old lady and Qian Xiulan, roughly guessing the purpose of their visit.
"I heard you sold bees for a tael of silver and gave half to Ma Laizi's family, right?" the old lady asked coldly.
Zhao Zheng nodded. "Yes, that's true!"
"You prodigal son, you can barely make ends meet at home, and yet you're meddling in other people's affairs?" The old lady said angrily, "If two women in your family can't manage your money, you're not the one to take it."
She extended her right hand. "Give it to me!"
"Give what?" Zhao Zheng asked knowingly.
"I'll keep the money for you." The old lady said with a stern face. This time she didn't mention the matter of treating Zhao Wei's illness. She had spent all the money in her pocket. She must have the money in her hands.
Zhao Zheng said: "I have already given the money for the past five years. If you want pension money, come back today in five years."
"Third brother, mother is doing this for your own good." Qian Xiulan said sarcastically: "Otherwise, you will go out and fool around with those bad friends..."
"Even if I go out and fool around with those bad friends, it's not your turn to fart here!" Zhao Zheng pointed at Qian Xiulan's nose and cursed: "You, a woman, are in charge of your uncle's head? You are so disrespectful, believe it or not, I will slap you on behalf of the fourth brother!"
Qian Xiulan was so angry, "You dare!"
Zhao Sanbao also protected his mother, "Second uncle, try to touch my mother!"
Zhao Zheng took two or three steps forward and slapped Zhao Sanbao in the face, "You are so disrespectful, how dare you talk to your elders like this?"
Bang!
Just one slap, and Zhao Sanbao was stunned.
The burning pain made Zhao Sanbao howl.
The old lady was also stunned.
Qian Xiulan cursed: "Zhao Laosan, you dare to hit my son, I will fight you..."
"Pa!"
Zhao Zheng attacked left and right, "Stinky shrew, stinky shrew, stinky shrew..."
Qian Xiulan was dizzy and had no room to resist.
Zhao Sanbao rushed over with a "wow".
Zhao Zheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and kicked him directly to the ground.
These days, Zhao Zheng has been eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks, and his nutrition and strength have increased. Beating a half-grown boy and a shrew, wouldn't it be easy?
Bullying the weak?
The death of his adopted son in the battle is closely related to this shrew. This is just the beginning. Today he is just collecting interest.
"Oh, my stomach!" Zhao Sanbao knelt on the ground, holding his stomach, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, "Grandma, my stomach hurts..."
Zhao Zheng let go, Qian Xiulan fell to the ground, struggling constantly, "Murder, Zhao Laosan killed someone!"
The neighbors all came out and were stunned when they saw the scene in the yard.
The old lady was also anxious, "Laosan, what are you doing!"
"What?"
Zhao Zheng said with red eyes, "Mom, can't you bear to see me doing well? We are all sons, but you have to be so partial to me, right? Well, since the fourth son's wife said that I killed someone, then I will kill her to show her!"
He rushed into the room, picked up a broken hatchet, and rushed out, "Every day you come to my house to make trouble. Whenever there is something good in my house, you come to grab it and don't leave my family any chance to live."
"If that's the case, then let's all just die!"
Seeing Zhao Zheng's crazy behavior, the people around him were both surprised and understanding.
Over the years, whenever Zhao Zheng's family had something good, his eldest brother and fourth brother would come running over like cats sniffing out fish, taking it all away.
If they couldn't take it away, they would cheat or call the old lady to rob her.
Who in the village didn't know that the old lady of the Zhao family was extremely partial?
Look, Zhao Laosan finally earned some money, and before he could even warm up to it, he came running over to demand money.
These people were treating Zhao Zheng as an enemy!
What a beast.
An older elder came over and advised: "Zhao San'er, if you want to quarrel, you can quarrel. A few hits are nothing. Don't use the knife. If it falls, you're done!"
"Old Zhao, don't be impulsive!"
Zhao Zheng said: "The villagers all know what kind of life I have lived these years. I, Zhao Zheng, dare not say that I am a good person, but I have never treated my mother and brothers harshly. It's all the fault of Qian Xiulan, the shrew. She has been behind the scenes and destroyed the relationship between us mother and son and brothers. I must kill her today!"
Qian Xiulan was almost scared to pee, and she crawled to her feet.
Yang Zhaodi was also scared and hurriedly hugged her father-in-law, "Father-in-law, put down the knife..."
"Father-in-law, please, don't be impulsive." Zhang Xiao'e was scared and burst into tears.
Zhao Zheng forcefully pushed the two women apart, pointing at Qian Xiulan and saying, "I'm dead, and I'll make sure you
don't have any descendants either." He then slashed at Zhao Sanbao. Zhao Sanbao screamed, "Ah!" and ran away, abandoning his mother.
Zhao Zheng narrowed his eyes, then fixed his gaze on Qian Xiulan. "Stop right there!"
"Third brother, don't kill me, don't kill me... I won't dare to cause trouble again." Qian Xiulan trembled with fear and took off running.
"Don't run,"
Zhao Zheng roared, giving chase.
But Qian Xiulan was so frightened that she nearly lost her soul. Before she could get far, she fell flat on her face.
Zhao Zheng couldn't help but slow his pace, shouting, "Even if I kill you, I'll still go to your mother's house, you bastard. All you do all day is take the good stuff home..."
Qian Xiulan was so frightened that she took off running.
Zhao Zheng chased her for several hundred meters before giving up. Fortunately, the villagers stopped him, otherwise he would have continued chasing.
"Old Third, forget it. Don't bother with a woman."
"Old Zhao, I know you're wronged, but if you really want to kill someone, what will happen to your Zhaodi and Xiao'e?"
Zhao Zheng stamped his feet fiercely, cursing, "I'll let her go today. If she dares to cause trouble again, I'll fight her to the death!"
Yang Zhaodi and Xiao'e's legs went limp with fear. They clutched their father-in-law, one on each side, holding him tightly, fearing he would act impulsively again. Tears streamed down their cheeks.
Even Mrs. Zhao, who was in the yard, was terrified.
The village elders and aunts began to scold her, "Auntie, your third son is so good to you. If I had a brother like him, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."
"Your two grandsons just died, and he's grieving. And you, as a mother, bring your daughter-in-law to ask for money? How can you be so decent?"
The old woman who spoke was Mrs. Zhou, the most senior in the village. Her life was even worse than Zhao Zheng's. When she was young, her husband died in battle, her son died in middle age, and finally, her grandson, whom she had raised, died on the battlefield.
And he died in the same group as Zhao Zheng's son.
Even Xu Youde has to respectfully call her sister-in-law!