Sun Yumei imagined Zhao Jiaqiang crying bitterly, regretting endlessly, and saying that he couldn't do it without him, but it didn't happen.

In the end, only a black-faced mother-in-law and a black-faced husband came to pick him up and go home.

The problem was, she didn't dare to say a word about her natal family, who she thought was pretty good.

In the end, Sun Yumei returned to the Zhao family full of anger.

After going back, Xiaoya was directly dumped to her.

"What's the trouble? The child is so young, and you have the heart to leave it behind?" Zhao Jiaqiang felt that Sun Yumei was unreasonable. If it wasn't for the fact that the little girl had no one to take care of her, he would not have invited her back.

Sun Yumei was quite annoyed by Zhao Jiaqiang's attitude.

It's a pity that if she can't go back to her natal family, she has nowhere to go, and she is so angry that she can't help it.

"It's fighting, it's fighting." Wen Ling was still watching the recording, but 233 screamed fiercely.

"Cut the screen." Wen Ling's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this.

Jiang Shi was cooking dinner, so he didn't pay attention to this side.

Wen Ling lowered his head to light the fire, but Jiang Shi didn't see anything.

Otherwise, Jiang Shi probably wanted to ask.

The Zhao family fought.

The reason is actually quite simple. Mrs. Zhao secretly steamed an egg for her youngest son, but Sun Yumei found out.

In fact, this kind of thing, if the second sister-in-law Zhao dared, it was the old lady Zhao's acquiescence.

It’s okay to steam eggs, but who doesn’t want to be greedy, as long as you don’t get caught, you’ll be fine.

The problem is, Mrs. Zhao just took a small sip, and Sun Yumei happened to see it.

When Sun Yumei went into the courtyard to get firewood, she happened to pass by the window of Mrs. Zhao's house.

Watching Mrs. Zhao put the spoon into her mouth, Sun Yumei rushed over directly.

Last time, she was beaten up by a few sisters-in-law just because she was greedy for a bite. It doesn't make sense that now Zhao Ersao is stealing food, she pretends not to see it.

As soon as she came up, she was still yelling, and the other two sisters-in-law saw that they couldn't suffer.

No matter what else, just beat it first.

Especially Mrs. Zhao, she is not a master who can suffer.

So, just watching?

That's impossible, I have to do it myself.

The family huddled together.

The second sister-in-law Zhao was beaten up before she realized what was going on.

The child also cried in fright, and the adults were howling at the top of their lungs again.

Mrs. Zhao is not at home, she went out to visit and hasn't come back yet.

By the time she came back, the battle situation was already in chaos.

The man in the family came back, how could he watch his wife being beaten, so he joined in.

Men fight, women tear, this scene...

There are also neighbors who poked their heads to watch the excitement.

Some of them couldn't see, and they deliberately went around to the front yard of their house, poking their heads straight into the door.

When Mrs. Zhao came back, she saw the scuffle and was so angry that she almost died on the spot.

She just went out to hang out, and the family was like this?

"Stop it all!" Mrs. Zhao roared angrily.

It's a pity that everyone is in a fit of anger, and it's useless when my mother comes.

A man hits me, I hit you, and a woman is torn into a ball.

The children hugged each other, crying and shaking.

In the end, it was Mrs. Zhao who picked up the pole and pointed it at the daughters-in-law with a heavy blow.

Probably the female supporting role halo barely played a role at this time.

Originally, that direction was aimed at Sun Yumei, but in order to avoid Mrs. Zhao's hand, Sun Yumei just cated to the side.

As a result, Mrs. Zhao, who swooped over, was hit in the face.

"Aww..." All of a sudden, it was knocked on the back, and if it was a different place, the bone would probably be broken.

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