Ye Zhixiang didn’t understand why she was slapped, and she didn’t expect Sun Yaozu to slap her. In a set of purple silk pajamas, she screamed and scratched her husband’s face with her sharp fingers.
Her fingers were very beautiful, and she was blessed with such beautiful hands, according to Old Mrs. Ye.
She was indeed blessed. She had never had any hardship since she was born. She grew up with two older brothers, so she had never had to do any heavy work since young. She had never even done washing and cooking before.
After her marriage, she didn’t have any parents-in-law to take care of, nor did she have any sister-in-law or any other relatives to care for. All she did all day long was spend time with Sun Yaozu eating, drinking, and having fun. Her life was extremely relaxed.
Ye Zhixiang had lived smoothly for more than 30 years. She had indeed been living in a honeypot. Other people were eating sweets, but she had that and another extra bowl of rice!
That was why she was so angry when Sun Yaozu slapped her; even Old Mrs. Ye had never slapped her before. That was also why she immediately reacted wildly as if someone had thrown a rock at a hornet’s nest; she lunged on Sun Yaozu, who had short hands and feet, “You rascal, you have no conscience! I did all this for you! Yet, you slapped me! You slapped me!”
Old Mrs. Ye had selected Sun Yaozu to be her son-in-law because first, his ancestors had a small family property; secondly, although he was a bit ugly, he was clever. In the 1980s, he already knew how to make money.
Later, when something went wrong, he escaped from Fujun Town and relied on Ye Jian’s mother’s pension; he followed Old Mrs. Ye’s suggestion to live in coastal cities. He would not have had what he had today without Old Mrs. Ye’s guidance.
He had such a powerful mother-in-law, and he was also a fugitive, so even if he had quite an identity, he dared not beat or scold Ye Zhixiang.
But things took a different turn now. On the outside, Sun Yaozu who was no longer afraid of revealing his identity. Seeing how Ye Zhixiang kept scratching his face and even using her legs to kick him, he grabbed her hands ferociously and threw her to the carpeted floor. Then, he shouted angrily: “Screw you, I have tolerated you for long enough. If you dare to beat me again, I will kick you out of my house tonight!”
After regaining his identity for more than half a year, Sun Yaozu had lots of fun outside, screwing around with several young and beautiful women. He felt dull, returning home to see his middle-aged wife, Ye Zhixiang.
If it weren’t for Old Mrs. Ye’s sake, he probably would have a mistress by now.
Pushing Ye Zhixiang to the ground, Sun Yaozu looked at her with disgust, turned, and walked downstairs. The matter was not over yet, heck! He had to ask that old woman first!
He had only stepped a foot out of the door when Ye Zhixiang, who was pushed to the ground, grabbed a European-style vase with flowers on the dressing table and threw it towards him, “Sun Yaozu, you dare to push me!”
With a loud shattering sound, the vase hit the back of Sun Yaozu’s head. Water from the vase mixed with fresh red blood, instantly staining Sun Yaozu’s white T-shirt.
Hearing the racket and shouting from her son-in-law and daughter upstairs, Old Mrs. Ye hurried upstairs.
She felt a bad hunch when she heard their screams. She quickly went up, supporting herself on the solid wood handrail. When she walked to the door and saw the scene in front of her, her eyes darkened, “You two are married! What the heck is this! Are you trying to kill each other! Come, you all tell me what’s going on, I will solve it for you two!”
Any ordinary old mothers’ first response when seeing their daughter and son-in-law fighting is definitely to persuade them to stop fighting, unlike Old Mrs. Ye.
