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

The basket she was holding was filled with eggs, a surprisingly large number.

Although his impression of the old lady had not completely changed, Su Yu also understood the principle of reciprocity. Moreover, the other party came with sincerity, so how could he refuse?

Remembering that Sister He had called her Sister Zhu, Su Yu politely called out, "Mother-in-law, that's just a small matter, you are so polite!"

As they were talking, Su Yu had already naturally taken the basket from the old lady, with a smile mixed with sincerity and gratitude.

There were so many bright eggs that they filled an entire bamboo basket.

Each fruit is plump and round, enough to make the dishes on the family table more rich and diverse, bringing substantial improvement to their recent meals.

Since the other party offered it to her with full sincerity, she naturally couldn't find any reason to refuse, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

When Zhu's eldest sister-in-law saw that she happily accepted this kindness, her frown gradually relaxed and the heavy stone in her heart fell to the ground.

A relieved smile bloomed on her face, and she apologized sincerely: "I was indeed impulsive that day and wrongly blamed you. I hope you don't mind and don't take it to heart!"

Whenever I think back to the time when I failed to give up my seat due to my momentary anger, I realize that this young man whom I misunderstood actually saved my life at the critical moment.

Zhu's eldest sister-in-law felt her cheeks burning, with self-blame and gratitude intertwined.

After hearing this, Su Yu smiled gently, his eyes full of understanding and tolerance, and it was obvious that he did not take the previous grudge to heart.

"I know. Sister He has already told me that it was just a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I don't take it to heart."

Her words were gentle yet firm, warming people's hearts.

"Okay, okay, I feel completely relieved when you say that."

The eldest sister-in-law of the Zhu family responded with satisfaction, and then added enthusiastically: "In the future, if you encounter any difficulties in the village, just ask. We neighbors should help each other. We are all family."

"Okay, thank you so much."

Su Yu thanked him cheerfully with a bright smile.

Only then did Mrs. Li wave her hand in satisfaction, turned and left, leaving behind a warm back.

Carrying a heavy basket of eggs, Su Yu walked briskly into the house.

Humming a cheerful tune, the happy mood seemed to make even the air become especially fresh and sweet.

This heartwarming scene was accidentally seen by the neighbor, Mrs. Zhao. She murmured and frowned, "What a ghost! That old woman is usually so stingy, why would she give such a big basket of eggs to that little girl?"

Seeing Su Yu's satisfied face, Zhao's heart felt like a stone was blocking it. She became more and more unhappy, and turned her anger to Xie Xinghua beside her: "If you can't even make a fire, what's the point of raising you?"

Xie Xinghua endured the scolding silently, tears welling up in her eyes which were red from smoke, but she dared not utter a word in rebuttal.

Seeing this, Zhao became even more furious and scolded, "Why are you crying? Do you want others to think that I bullied you?"

Facing Xie Xinghua's defense, Zhao seemed to have found an outlet to vent her anger. She picked up a piece of firewood and threatened her fiercely: "You still dare to talk back? You've grown wings, haven't you? I'll teach you a lesson!"

Xie Xinghua was physically weak and dared not resist such violence. She could only step back until her back was against the wall with no way to retreat.

It seemed as if Zhao wanted to vent all the frustration she had suffered from Su Yu and Fang Qin.

As he was waving the firewood recklessly, a childish but firm voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Don't hit my mother!"

San Ya dropped the backpack and rushed over like a little warrior, trying to stop it all.

However, in Zhao's view, San Ya's actions were insignificant, and the firewood in her hand poured down like a rainstorm.

"You little bastard, is it your turn to butt in? You're really rebellious!"

Faced with this scene, Xie Xinghua's maternal instinct was aroused, and she stood in front of her daughter regardless of everything.

Erya was frightened by the sudden violence and burst into tears, while Daya's eyes were red. She rushed forward and bit Zhao's arm tightly in an attempt to protect her mother.

Zhao's hands became more powerful due to the sudden severe pain, and she slapped Daya's slender body almost out of control.

Although the pain made Daya groan, there was no sign of surrender in her stubborn eyes. She pursed her lips tightly and refused to bow her head.

At this time, Jiang Xunzhong happened to push the door open. When he saw this scene, he hurriedly put down the heavy object on his shoulders and tried his best to pull Daya away from Zhao's hands.

There was Zhao's blood on the corner of Daya's mouth, and her eyes were full of unyielding anger without any concealment, which was heartbreaking.

"You little girl, you may not be very old, but you have a bad temper. Are you still thinking of biting me to resist?"

The firewood in Zhao's hand was clenched so tightly that it crackled, and the angry flames almost flew towards Daya along with the firewood. Fortunately, Jiang Xunzhong was quick-witted and stopped the family war that was about to break out.

"Forget it. A harmonious family brings prosperity. Our family is in chaos all day long. Can't we just have some peace and quiet?"

Zhao's voice was mixed with fatigue and helplessness as she looked around.

It was as if she realized for the first time that everyone in the family, young and old, no longer had the same reverence for her words as before.

In a flash, her anger found a new outlet, and she pointed it directly at Jiang Xunzhong: "If you really want to live a peaceful life, you should be able to earn some money! You are useless, guarding that one acre and three mu of land all day long, as if farming can produce gold abalone. If I am not here to take care of the family, I am afraid that all of you will be starving, and you will not have the time to argue with me here!"

Jiang Xunzhong lowered his head, silent as a statue, allowing his wife's scolding to fall on his heart like summer raindrops.

Zhao was so angry that she threw away the firewood in her hand and waved her sleeves.

He turned and left angrily, his injured arm trembling slightly, obviously in unbearable pain.

Witnessing the scene of Xie Xinghua's family hugging and crying, Jiang Xunzhong could only sigh secretly. When will the heavy pressure that life has put on them come to an end so that this family can breathe a sigh of relief?

But in Su Yu's little house, everything was as calm as before, in stark contrast to the turmoil in the outside world.

The fire that Jiang Ziling carefully tended was leaping with cheerful flames, and the water in the pot was bubbling happily, as if singing the warmth of everyday life.

He and Xier sat side by side by the stove, drawing crooked numbers on the ground with burnt sticks.

Although little Xier is only three years old, her eyes sparkle with intelligence beyond her age, and she is full of curiosity and desire for new knowledge.

Su Yu looked at the father and daughter with a smile while skillfully scooping flour from the wooden basin.