Chapter 56 Old Zhou Wants the Shop
Chapter 56 Old Zhou Wants the Shop
Qian Zhaodi also saw Wen Dazhuang's hand. She yelled and rushed to Xie He, "Look at this bastard you gave birth to! Look what you've done to my Dazhuang!"
She reached out to scratch Xie He's face, but Xie He gripped her wrists tightly with both hands.
Seeing the thick layer of black grime under Qian Zhaodi's fingernails, she felt disgusted and pushed her away.
Luckily, they had already finished dinner, otherwise they would definitely be too disgusted to eat.
Qian Zhaodi was pushed to the ground and fell down. She sat on the ground, slapping her thighs and howling.
Li Chunxing and Yang Guilan exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and dragged her outside.
Old Mrs. Zhou stood in front of them, shouting, "Are you trying to rebel?! Get out of my way!"
Wu Hong tried to stop the two people who were walking out, but Wen Luozhi grabbed her collar and dragged her out.
The two sisters-in-law were left outside the courtyard gate. Wen Luozhi slammed the gate shut and locked it, leaving only Old Zhou Shi Wen Zhuzi and the injured Wen Dazhuang in the courtyard.
Wen Muchuan walked up to Old Zhou, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing exhaustion and impatience. "What else do you want? If you have nothing else to say, get out of my house now."
His clenched fist trembled slightly; if the person in front of him hadn't intervened, he really would have punched him.
Despite the weight of filial piety, she took advantage of the debt of gratitude she owed him for giving birth to her and repeatedly humiliated his wife and children!
His gaze toward Old Zhou was filled with nothing but hatred and disgust.
Old Mrs. Zhou had never seen Wen Muchuan like this before, and she was so frightened that her imposing manner diminished considerably.
Wen Zhuzi stepped forward and said in a nonchalant tone, "Second Brother, what do you mean by 'what happened'?"
"My wife saw it all in town; your shop must be making a lot of money every day."
Wen Zhuzi's tone was sarcastic; he had clearly heard it when he was following behind Wu Hong and Qian Zhaodi.
With a shop and hired workers, he's clearly not going to skimp on making money! If this Wen Lao Er cared about his younger brother, he'd probably be lying on the kang counting his silver right now!
"What does that have to do with you?!" Wen Muchuan's disgusted gaze swept over the group of people one by one. These shameless schemers were practically jumping in his face!
He has no chance of getting the money his daughter and son have worked so hard to earn.
"What relationship? Wen Lao Er, do you have any conscience? If you earn money, do you expect me to keep it for you, or do you expect that slut to give it to those gigolos?!"
Old Mrs. Zhou was so angry at his words that her chest heaved. She really couldn't stand this Wen the Second! How could he compare to her eldest and youngest sons? And his wife too! When she was young, she was a vixen who almost ruined her eldest son!
It's just that Wen Lao Er misjudged people, marrying such a woman and even having to separate from his family because of her.
Xie He grabbed a broom and chased her and Wen Zhuzi out, yelling, "What's it to you, you old hag? Even if my family has money, we'd rather use it to buy meat for the dogs than give it to you bunch of heartless lazy bums!"
Wen Zhuzi was chased back repeatedly, while Old Zhou stood there stubbornly, leaning on her cane. "Fine, if you don't want money, then give the shop to your eldest brother and third brother. I guess the harvest won't be good this year, so at least they'll have something to do."
"Do you want to see me starve to death?!"
Wen Dazhuang and Wen Zhuzi's eyes lit up. Once they had a shop, they could move to town and have a business, so they would no longer have to toil in the fields for a living.
Wen Luozhi gained a new understanding of the word "shameless," and her gaze toward the three men was filled with undisguised disgust and contempt.
She walked towards Wen Dazhuang, who was so frightened by her forced smile that he took a few steps back. "What else do you want, you crazy girl?!" he said, his voice trembling. As she got closer and closer, he felt his hand hurt even more.
Behind her stood several burly brothers, all looking united against a common enemy, as if they would rush up and tear him to pieces if he made a move against the crazy girl in front of him.
Even when Wen Luozhi was madly infatuated with Lin Huaizhi, she was still very strong, no less than an adult man.
This is also one of the reasons why Lin Huaizhi dislikes her. That corrupt bastard thinks that women should be demure and submissive, so he is quite dissatisfied with Wen Luozhi in this respect.
At this moment, she easily grabbed Wen Dazhuang by the collar with one hand and dragged him out of the yard. Wen Dazhuang tried to struggle, but her brothers behind her held her arms and followed behind Wen Luozhi as if protecting her.
Wen Zhuzi shrank back in fright. What had he just seen?
A little girl, not even as tall as his older brother, somehow managed to drag him out on tiptoe. The scene was bizarre, but even more so, it was embarrassing.
A tall, burly man was picked up and thrown out by a little girl!
While Qian Zhaodi and Wu Hong were still banging on the door, Wen Luozhi suddenly threw the person at them, then slammed the door shut and went to deal with the remaining two.
Wen Zi'an stood before Wen Zhuzi, his mountain-like figure making Wen Zhuzi involuntarily swallow hard. "Third Uncle himself..."
"Huh?" Wen Zi'an's tiger-like eyes widened in fright, startling Wen Zhuzi, who quickly changed his words, "I'll walk by myself, I'll walk by myself!"
He considered asking Old Zhou to join him, but then decided against it.
If his mother suddenly has a big problem, maybe Wen Lao Er will compromise and give them the shop. But if he takes the people away now, wouldn't that be a disaster?
He slipped away as if his feet were greased, and thoughtfully closed the courtyard gate for them as he left.
Old Mrs. Zhou was furious, her nostrils flaring with anger. She'd spoiled her youngest son rotten all her life! He hadn't even thought to take his old mother with him when he left! Didn't he see the mocking yet terrifying looks in those people's eyes?!
She forced herself to remain calm, cleared her throat, and began to play the victim, "Second brother, you know your eldest and third brothers haven't had a good time these past few years."
"Your eldest brother, Cai Ge'er, had to sell your niece to raise the money for his bride price."
"Not to mention your third brother, your third brother's wife, Pan Di, is injured and needs money to be taken care of."
"You've earned some money, shouldn't you help them out? You're brothers after all..."
"Who wants to be brothers with your two lazy sons?!" Wen Luozhi interrupted her, looking at her disdainfully, a sneer on her lips. "You're all always shirking your duties and trying to cheat; you might as well starve to death."
If they just starved to death, they wouldn't have to come to their house to cause trouble. They're like flies in a latrine—bouncing around and disgusting!
Wen Muchuan was amused by what his daughter said, and he gave her a thumbs-up and nodded in agreement.
From childhood to adulthood, Wen Dazhuang has been incredibly lazy. If you ask him to do any work, he'll quit as soon as he gets the chance.
Old Mrs. Zhou thought that because he was the eldest son and would be responsible for managing the household, she let him be. She never expected that Wen Dazhuang was simply lazy, and so was his wife, Qian Zhaodi.
He's practically half-buried in the ground, yet he can't even afford the bride price for his own son.
Poor little Huan'er, that unfortunate girl, was sold to an old bachelor for a few taels of silver before she even reached marriageable age to have children, and we don't even know if she's alive or dead now.
Wen Zhuzi, needless to say, was waited on hand and foot.
It is said that people love their youngest son, and Old Zhou spoiled him so much that he eventually suffered a stroke in Chunxiang Garden. After that, he could no longer have a son. It was all his own fault!
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