"What kind of wife did you people bring me?"
"I don't want this kind of woman anymore. Whoever wants her can take her." Hu Dalong roared, shoved his mother aside, and ran out.
Wang Guizhi hurried after him. "Dalong, it's already dark. Where are you going?"
"Don't worry about me! As long as that wicked woman is at home, I'm not coming back."
After shouting that, Hu Dalong quickly disappeared from the couple's sight.
"Tch, what a coward." Su Qiao spat disdainfully, then carried her basket and knife back to her own room.
She still had to prepare medicine and had no time to waste with them here.
After a moment of silence in the courtyard, Wang Guizhi let out a heavy sigh and squatted down.
"His father, are we really going to let her bully us like this? Life is impossible to live anymore. I wish I could pour pesticide down her throat."
Old Hu Er set down his hoe, lit a roll of tobacco, and leaned against the post as he smoked with loud, rhythmic puffs. His face was full of worry too. "Sigh, we really are unlucky, running into such a thing."
She was just a little girl, yet she feared nothing. She beat people and reached for a knife at the slightest provocation. Anyone would have had enough.
The headache was that they could neither advance nor retreat now.
The village chief was away, and there was no one to help or offer advice. Chen Ligeng and his wife, who had brought her over, were nowhere to be seen either. Even if they wanted to return the money and send her back, they had no one to negotiate with.
That menace had also set her sights on their family. Judging by the current situation, they might