Quick Wear: Okay, okay! You want me to be cannon fodder, right?

I glanced at Huang Zhiqiang, who was crying so hard that his eyes and nose were covered with snot, and felt sick.

"Shut up! I don't believe a single punctuation mark in what you say. Just wait!"

Huang Zhiqiang was dragged to the center of the main room, and then a pair of tongs were picked up and beaten with it while he looked terrified.

Again and again, without listening to Huang Zhiqiang's cursing or excuses?

Fight first and then talk.

I don’t know how long the beating lasted, but Huang Zhiqiang went from screaming in pain to groaning.

Huang Shuangshuang finally stopped.

She kicked Huang Zhiqiang in the waist with her toes and said, "Okay, stop playing dead, now we can talk properly!"

"Who will make lunch?"

“Who cleans the house?”

"Are you still going to the casino?"

Huang Zhiqiang lifted his heavy eyelids. Can they finally have a good talk?

Tears of excitement rolled down from the corners of my eyes.

When he was beaten, he said everything, but he still received every beating he deserved.

He waited, finally waited, and now he can have a good talk.

"I cook, I clean, I don't go to the casino! I serve you two wholeheartedly!"

"I'm obedient, I can say sweet words, I can coax your mother, and I can recreate every scene you described!"

"I can do it, I can do anything. As long as you don't hit me, I can do anything!"

Wuuuuu… tears are flowing in my heart. Did he do something unforgivable in his previous life?

Or did they dig up someone's ancestral grave?

Why did he want to have a daughter with such extraordinary powers?

Why is the daughter-in-law's seal useless?

The daughter was like a demon whose seal had been opened. She didn't recognize any of her relatives and even attacked her own father.

Who could be as miserable as him?

Seeing Huang Zhiqiang so active, Huang Shuangshuang, who felt bored, curled her lips.

"How boring! I thought you were going to be a little tougher. Is that all?"

"Why don't you get up quickly? Do you need a hand from your daughter?"

"It's already late, hurry up and clean yourself up and go cook."

Huang Zhiqiang climbed up with a grin, hopped to the table on one foot, and pulled out a stool.

Then he went to the table to get the kettle, poured a glass of water, and brought it to the table.

"Sit down first. You must be tired. Drink some water first. Dad will clean up and start cooking. You haven't tasted Dad's cooking yet. Dad's cooking is delicious!"

"Wait, girl!"

Seeing the cautious and ingratiating smile on Huang Zhiqiang's face, Huang Shuangshuang's mouth corners twitched stiffly.

He who knows the times is a hero. It seems that her father is also a hero.

I sat down on the bench and picked up the cup, then saw Huang Zhiqiang hurriedly going to the yard to wash up.

The way he jumps on one leg is quite funny.

If nothing else, the balance is pretty good.

After washing up quickly, I have been busy in the kitchen recently. I am very skilled at washing rice, vegetables and cutting vegetables.

If this couple were to set up a stall, their business would definitely be very good.

It’s time to give these cheap parents a good scolding.

Time passed minute by minute, and the aroma of food came from the kitchen.

This was the scene Nie Shufen saw when she walked into the main room.

The daughter sat obediently at the table, drinking water intermittently. The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, and the man was busy in and out.

Except for the walking posture and the blood-stained gauze on the forehead, everything was so similar to the scene in her dream.

As soon as I brought out the shredded pork with green peppers, I saw Nie Shufen standing at the door of the main room in a daze.

Huang Zhiqiang gently placed the dish on the table and said with a forced smile: "My wife is back. You've worked hard. Let me try your husband's cooking skills. He's not worse than you!"

Nie Shufen seemed to have just come to her senses, her lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something but couldn't utter a single word.

But the tears in her eyes proved how excited she was at the moment.

Before I could think it through, my feet had already uncontrollably walked to the table and sat down at one side.

Her eyes followed Huang Zhiqiang until he brought out a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and then she felt as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"Aqiang, thank you for your hard work. I stopped by the pharmacy on my way back and bought some anti-inflammatory medicine. It will help your wound. After dinner, I will go to your room to help you apply the medicine!"

Nie Shufen's tone was so gentle that it seemed to drip tears, and her eyes revealed sweetness.

It feels like going back to 10 years ago.

A flash of shyness appeared on the rough and yellow face.

She touched her rough face, then looked at Huang Zhiqiang's fair and smooth face, feeling a little inferior.

But she didn't think about how this situation came about. If the man loved her, she wouldn't have to struggle for a living, wouldn't be subjected to domestic violence, how could she be so old?

Huang Zhiqiang noticed Nie Shufen's actions and immediately knew what his wife was thinking.

My wife used to be a beautiful girl in the village, otherwise he would not have looked down on her.

But this is not his fault. If his wife had lived up to her expectations and given birth to a son, he would not have gone down the path of gambling.

He will definitely save money seriously to pave the way for his son, and he will also love his wife.

Who knew she would give birth to a daughter who would take her life.

But he didn't dare to say what he was thinking. He could only smile stiffly and said, "Thank you for all the hard work you've put into the family over the years. I'm such a jerk. Not only did I ignore your efforts, I even gambled. If I gamble again, you'll chop off my hand!"

Nie Shufen was very moved, but she also felt a little regretful in her heart.

If she had known that men were the type to be led astray only after being beaten, why would she have suppressed her daughter, the trump card?

Otherwise, I would have lived like this a long time ago.

Nie Shufen's voice was choked with sobs, and it was unclear whether she was moved or regretful.

"Yeah, yeah, I believe you. Come on and eat. I have to try your cooking. Have you given up yet?"

Huang Shuangshuang just watched her adoptive parents perform there. As long as it was harmonious, she didn't care how it came about.

All she needs is this kind of environment, since she is still a primary school student.

"You two have good cooking skills, you can consider setting up a stall and selling some food!"

"It's better than that damn salary!"

The sudden voice interrupted the self-admiring cheap parents.

Huang Zhiqiang frowned subconsciously. What does a self-employed person look like?

Nie Shufen wanted to say something, but when she saw the man frowning, she subconsciously shut up.

In fact, she agrees with being self-employed. She had a colleague who quit her job to become self-employed. When business was good, her daily income was almost as much as her monthly salary.

It’s just that men don’t like it. She mentioned it once and was severely beaten. She never dared to mention it again.

Seeing the silent couple, Huang Shuangshuang's face turned cold. "You are dumb. I said I would consider it, but are you really considering it? I am just informing you!"

"With such poor comprehension skills, they're truly worthy of being a couple!"

"And Ms. Nie Shufen, you're a hopeless case. Now that the offense and defense have changed, what are you afraid of? Aren't you supposed to be afraid of me?"

Nie Shufen suddenly came to her senses after hearing this. After being beaten for so many years, it had become muscle memory, and she subconsciously looked at the man's expression.

I forgot everything. I started attacking and defending the aliens yesterday.

With her daughter around, what is she afraid of?

The delicious food in front of you is the best proof.

"Daughter, I'll listen to you. I think selling buns is a good idea. My buns have thin skin, big fillings, and lots of juicy meat. You loved them the most when you were a kid!"

Thinking about how long it had been since my daughter had eaten the buns she made, I felt guilty.

They are all poor and troublesome.

But this poverty was man-made. Now, she seemed to have seen a happy life in the future.

It was as if I saw my daughter eating a bun with a satisfied look on her face.