The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

As she began to work, a twisted look of complacency appeared on Zhao's face, as if she had gained the upper hand in this silent contest.

"You are such an ungrateful person, how can you turn the tables on me?"

She scoffed quietly.

However, after nightfall, when Zhao came to collect the clothes and shoes, a horrifying scene appeared - the clothes were crawling with dense ants, and a small snake as thick as a thumb was slipping out of the trouser leg, scaring her so much that her face turned pale and she almost screamed.

She pointed at the pair of clean shoes with trembling fingers. Her throat felt like there was a stone stuck in it and she swallowed hard.

Out of instinctive fear, she didn't dare to touch it directly, and could only poke it carefully from a distance with a firewood stick.

With the gentle push of the firewood, several creepy black and red centipedes crawled out of the shoes.

"You vicious woman! You vicious woman!"

Zhao screamed hysterically and was ready to settle the score with Xie Xinghua.

But before she took a few steps, she saw Xie Xinghua chopping wood vigorously. The machete in her hand reflected a cold light. Her deep eyes stared at her like a cold pond, making Zhao feel a chill rising up her spine.

She swallowed subconsciously, swallowing back all the curses that came to her lips. In the end, she could only leave in disgrace, muttering to herself: "What a hell, what a hell."

Zhao had no place to vent her anger, so when she returned to her room, she found that Jiang Xunzhong had taken the initiative to send the innocent Da Zhuang to Fang Qin, who had a bad reputation.

Thinking of the insult Fang Qin had suffered and her innocence was no longer there, the anger in Zhao's heart erupted like a volcano.

She rushed to Fang Qin's room, intending to take Da Zhuang back.

The moment she pushed open the door, Zhao saw Fang Qin gently teasing Da Zhuang. The child's innocent smile was like the warm spring sun, filling the whole room with warmth.

This scene was a heart-wrenching pain for Zhao, and every laugh was like a needle piercing her heart.

Although Fang Qin's health had improved slightly after several days of rest, she still looked weak. Lying on the bed, facing Zhao's sudden intrusion and rough pulling, she could only endure it silently, with a flash of helplessness and sadness in her eyes.

Zhao suddenly exerted force and hugged the crying Da Zhuang tightly into her arms, with such force that it seemed as if she wanted to embed the child into her chest. Then she turned her head, her eyes wide open, and grabbed Fang Qin's messy hair with her fingers like eagle claws, shooting out evil words like arrows: "You shameless bitch, how dare you tarnish the bloodline of my Jiang family and touch my beloved grandson?"

Her voice echoed in the yard, carrying unquestionable anger and authority.

"The ropes at home are strong, the walls are high, and the river at the village head is turbulent. If you still have any shame, why don't you end your life yourself? Why do you have to live in disgrace and let the world laugh at my Jiang family for being dishonorable?"

There was a hard-to-disguise contempt mixed in Zhao's words, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Fang Qin's trembling heart.

"Changxi's body is still warm, yet you are so frivolous. How can his soul rest in peace? You have ulterior motives. I curse you, a slut, to never rest in peace!"

Zhao's curses fell like hail, cold and harsh.

For a moment, the yard was filled with Zhao's insults, Fang Qin's helpless sobs, and the terrified screams of the people around her. These sounds mixed together, weaving into a sad picture of family disputes.

Jiang Xunzhong was already accustomed to such noise. A hint of helplessness was revealed between his brows, and he sighed softly: "Alas, what a sin."

When the neighbors in the village saw this scene, most of them stayed away from it, fearing that this family storm would affect others and bring unnecessary bad luck to themselves.

After all, gossip spreads faster than anything else.

When Fang Qin was forcibly dragged home in disheveled clothes, although people talked about it privately, no one dared to jump to conclusions without solid evidence.

Zhao's outburst not only confirmed the unbearable rumors about Fang Qin, but also pushed her to the forefront, becoming the talk of the village after-dinner conversation.

Jiang Ziling was busy in the kitchen. A pot of rice dumplings gave off an enticing aroma, but there was no sign of Su Yu returning.

To him, the turmoil in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him. The only thing he was concerned about was Su Yu's safety and whether the woman traveling outside was doing well.

Xie Xinghua ignored Zhao's madness and focused on her cooking, as if the kitchen was her pure land.

When the meal was ready, Zhao was feeling tired. The rich aroma of the meal drew her towards the kitchen involuntarily.

She saw Xie Xinghua walking into the house carrying obviously several times more food than usual, and she couldn't help but frown. A hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, but she said nothing in the end.

Xie Xinghua noticed her gaze and raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth: "Do you, with your picky mouths, dare to eat this food?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao couldn't help but think of the bowl of noodles at breakfast that made her stomach churn. Her face turned slightly green and she felt secretly annoyed.

Seeing that Zhao was picking on the food on the table again, Jiang Xunzhong couldn't stand her pretentiousness anymore, so he took up his chopsticks and tasted the food first, trying to break the awkward atmosphere: "How many times have you checked it? Is there any problem? I think if you are so worried, you should cook for yourself in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhao angrily put down her chopsticks and muttered in dissatisfaction: "As a mother-in-law, I have to do everything myself. How can this be allowed!"

"I think that bitch is determined to go against me. We have to think of a countermeasure."

Zhao's voice was full of determination.

Jiang Xunzhong hurriedly stopped them, fearing that there would be more trouble: "Just stay calm! When the second brother's family finds Daya, she will calm down."

He was really tired of this endless dispute and longed to return to the peace of the past.

Zhao agreed on the surface, but inwardly she sneered and sneered, "Get it back? Humph, I'm afraid it's harder than climbing to the sky."

She had already made up her mind, and a new contest was about to begin.

At this time, Su Yu followed the mute old woman into the world behind the heavy door. The name of this mansion was Furong Garden. Just from this elegant name, one could feel a fresh and unworldly atmosphere.

Although the area is not as large as those of the prominent young master's mansions, in Su Yu's eyes, this is undoubtedly a wealthy family with both wealth and status.

After a day's long journey, her stomach was already rumbling with hunger. Looking at the gorgeous Hibiscus Garden, she was sure that she would be able to enjoy a sumptuous festive meal here.

"Oh, my stomach is not forgiving. Please ask Grandma Mute to tell the servants to prepare some delicious food. After all, today is a festival and we have to celebrate it properly."

There was a hint of anticipation and ease in Su Yu's tone, as if all the fatigue of the day had been dispelled by the prosperity of this mansion.