Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Thinking of the huge sum of money that had just disappeared, Boss Zhao was filled with rage and slapped Tian Guilan: "You prodigal woman, you can't even keep an eye on someone!

I'm out there making money and still having to worry about things at home. I've only been away for a few days, and the land at home has gone so much less, and there's also food! You just eat for free and can't even take care of the house. What's the point of marrying you?

Go out, I'm not going out!"

Tian Guilan was sitting on a low stool, holding a black steamed bun in her hand and was about to put it to her mouth when she was slapped to the ground by Boss Zhao. The bun in her hand fell to the ground and rolled several times, covered with layers of yellow mud. She had not eaten lunch and was already hungry. Now the only bun in her hand had fallen, and she had nothing to eat for dinner.

A belly full of resentment surged in her heart. She looked at her mother-in-law who was sitting beside her, holding a coarse earthenware pot and eating millet with big mouthfuls. She said in a tearful voice, "Mother! Please say something. Wasn't it your idea to split up the family business with that little whore Yang Xiuying?"

After the incident in the afternoon, Zhao's mother was already exhausted. She just wanted to fill her stomach first. She was reluctant to ask Tian Guilan to cook, and she asked her eldest grandson to help her make millet rice. Tian Guilan only made black flour steamed buns.

When the family property was divided, he was too clever and ruined his own fortune. Not only did he lose ten taels of silver, but more of the family's land was also divided away. If it weren't for his cleverness, he would have lost the ten acres of fertile land.

Zhao's mother had long been dissatisfied with Tian Guilan, so how could she care about the affairs between them? It was just the right time for the eldest brother to deal with her. This woman was a bitch and had to be beaten.

Mother Zhao placed the ceramic bowl heavily on the low table and complained dissatisfiedly, "What are you making such a fuss about! It's only because my eldest son has a good temper that he treats you so well. Look at which couple doesn't have this kind of quarrels and fights? Only you are too delicate to be beaten?"

Tian Guilan was full of grievances and she didn't expect to be scolded by her mother-in-law. She had given birth to four grandsons for the Zhao family and was a hero of the family. The grievances in her heart turned into anger. She picked up the stool beside her and smashed it on the shabby table.

Even the widow Yang Xiuying made a fuss, so why can’t I do the same?

The already shaky table immediately fell apart. The ceramic bowls and basins containing food on the table fell to the ground, and the black flour buns also rolled onto the yellow mud ground.

Mother Zhao stared at her eldest daughter-in-law with wide eyes. Didn't she always listen to her? Didn't she care about her feelings as a mother-in-law?

"Big Boss, are you crazy?"

"I have nothing to eat, so don't even think about eating! If we have to die, let's hold each other together and die together!"

When Zhao's mother saw that her eldest daughter-in-law wanted to establish her authority as a mother-in-law, she thought that the second daughter-in-law had separated from the family and wanted to be the head of the family. She had endured for decades, and outlasted her mother-in-law and then her old husband before she got to her current position. She still hadn't had enough of being the head of the family.

Mother Zhao leaned off the stool and fell to the ground, half holding onto Boss Zhao and bursting into tears: "Boss, the good wife you married is so filial to me, her mother-in-law, that I can't even say a word! If you weren't here, I don't know what she would do to me! My life is so miserable! I worked so hard all my life to raise a child, only to end up being bullied by my wife!"

Boss Zhao was already angry outside. Looking at the mess on the ground, he picked up the carrying pole behind the door and hit Tian Guilan, venting all his anger on her.

"Mom is right, women are meant to be beaten. I'll beat you to death, you bastard! How dare you go against me!"

Tian Guilan was knocked to the ground, holding her head tightly, and her cries echoed throughout the village.

After beating Tian Guilan, he finally appeased his mother.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Boss Zhao, who hadn't been touched by a woman for a long time, hugged Tian Guilan tightly in his arms again.

Tian Guilan kept sobbing, her shoulders and back were covered with bruises, and even her eyes were trembling as she looked at Boss Zhao.

In the past, the couple had quarreled but never killed each other. But this time, Boss Zhao almost beat himself to death with a carrying pole.

As Zhao Laoda took off Tian Guilan's coat, he advised, "I'm beating you for your own good. If you let your mother continue to make a fuss, the whole village will know that you are not filial to your mother-in-law. Who knows what they will say about you behind your back. Now, at most, they will blame me. I'm beating you for your own good."

Tian Guilan understood that Boss Zhao was trying to save her from the crime. If she was divorced and left the Zhao family, she would be worse than the widow Yang Xiuying. Maybe Yang Xiuying had already started to regret it. But she was different from her. She had a husband and a son. After she outlasted her mother-in-law, she would be the master of the family.

Thinking of this, Tian Guilan compromised again. After being tormented by Boss Zhao, Tian Guilan seemed to have regained some confidence. Men still can't do without that kind of thing.

She snuggled in Boss Zhao's arms and began to defend herself: "Boss, you don't know how sad I was when you were not at home. Yang Xiuying seized this opportunity to make trouble for dividing the family property again. I tried every possible way to prevent her from getting a share of these brick and tile houses. I only gave her two bags of wheat bran, a bag of flour, a bag of millet, and half a bag of rice..."

As she spoke, Tian Guilan began to cry again out of grievance. This was something she could only handle so beautifully. If it were any other woman in the village, Yang Xiuying would have been the one to share the house.

When Zhao Laoda heard that so much food was being divided, he became unhappy: "I am the eldest in the family. Even if the second child was here, she wouldn't be able to get a share of the house, let alone she is from another family."

Hearing this, Tian Guilan felt disappointed. She remembered what Yang Xiuying said before the family division, that she only wanted the land belonging to the second son and never asked for the house. Later, she and her mother-in-law tried every means to plot against Yang Xiuying, but ended up trapping themselves and letting Yang Xiuying get more land.

Nestled in Boss Zhao's arms, Tian Guilan didn't dare utter a single word. It seemed the beating she'd received today hadn't been in vain. If Boss Zhao knew what had happened, he'd probably beat her even harder.

Seeing Boss Zhao's frown, Tian Guilan said flatteringly, "Boss, you know, mother still has quite a bit of money left by my uncle. He was the head cook, and he was an official. The pensions for the seven girls are quite a bit, and all this money is kept by mother."

Hearing that Zhao's mother still had some money, Zhao Laoda's brows relaxed and he felt much more relaxed. He had never thought that his mother still had some private money. "How did you know?"

"That's what mother said. She said it herself." Tian Guilan didn't dare mention the fact that Yang Xiuying had divided up the ten taels of silver. She immediately evaded the question, "Second brother served in the army for so many years, and all the silver was exchanged. Mother doesn't have much to spend on a daily basis, so she must have saved a lot of money."