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Yang Qiubai was wearing a straw hat and weeding in the field. Han Dazhuang’s wife Liu Qingmei from next door came running over with a sickle. She looked at Yang Qiubai squatting there weeding with sympathy. She walked up and whispered, “Xiao Yang, why don’t you go home and take a look? When I came from home just now, I saw Wu Bin went to your house. Is he going to borrow money from your Han Ze again?”
Her family and Han Ze’s family have been neighbors for many years. She knows very well what kind of person Han Ze is. He is a good-for-nothing. It’s a pity for Qiubai to marry him.
Yang Qiubai stood up and pounded her aching waist. After listening to Liu Qingmei’s words, she was not worried. The family’s money was with her. Even if Han Ze wanted to help Wu Bin and lend him money, he had no way, unless he sold grain. Sell grain? Thinking of this, she was startled, grabbed her sickle, and ran home like the wind.
Liu Qingmei watched Yang Qiubai’s departing figure, stunned, and shook her head with regret. Such a good woman—how did she end up marrying Han Ze?
Ever since she heard that Yang Qiubai had once broken her ex-husband’s leg, she felt she’d found a kindred spirit. She thought she could learn a thing or two from Yang Qiubai. Although she was fierce herself, she hadn’t broken a man’s leg yet. She didn’t think Yang Qiubai was wrong; in fact, she fully supported her. If Yang Qiubai’s ex-husband hadn’t gambled or fooled around with other women, would she have broken his leg?
Her own ten-plus years of marriage had taught her that, when it came to men, if you could control him, you should; if you couldn’t, then a good beating would set him straight. And if that still didn’t work, well, a thorough thrashing could solve it all, even if it meant splitting up.
As for the villagers calling her a “tigress”, So what if she was a tigress? As long as she could keep her man in check and live a good life, what did it matter what others thought?
Liu Qingmei was very proud of herself for being able to subdue the man in her family. Thinking of her man, she turned her head and looked around, frowned fiercely, and shouted loudly: “Han Dazhuang, where have you been?”
In the cotton field next to her, Han Dazhuang was lying under a cotton plant, his face covered with a straw hat, snoring, and in his sleep, there was suddenly a loud noise. It was the voice of the tigress in the family. He was scared to urinate and climbed up, muttering with dancing hands and feet: “I’m working, I’m working.”
Liu Qingmei walked over a few steps, lifted his ear, and asked: “What are you doing?”
At this time, no matter how sleepy Han Dazhuang was, he would run away. He bent over and covered his ears miserably: “I’m working, I’m working, I’m going to work now.”
Liu Qingmei snorted, the man just deserved a lesson.
…
Yang Qiubai ran home and saw the locked door. She was disappointed. She took out the key with trembling hands, opened the gate of the yard, and ran to the wing room. Seeing that all the food in the folding box in the wing room was still there, she relaxed, covered her beating heart, and gasped for breath.
“Qiubai, what’s wrong with you?”
Yang Qiubai turned around and saw Han Ze. She frowned and asked loudly, “Where have you been?”
Han Ze shrank his shoulders and stammered, “Wu Bin just came over. I, I saw him off.”
Yang Qiubai looked at him with sarcasm on her face and said, “What’s wrong? Wu Bin came to borrow money again. Did you agree to lend it to him?”
Han Ze was a little dissatisfied and said aggrievedly, “Wife, I am also a person in the public eye. How can I not have money in my pocket? During the time we got married, outsiders have been laughing at me and saying that I am dominated by my wife. I have to save face. Besides, my relationship with Wu Bin is good. How can I not help him when he is in trouble?”
Yang Qiubai interrupted him and said loudly: “I asked you if you agreed to lend him money?”
Han Ze shook his head, his face was very disappointed: “I want to agree to him, but I have no money in my pocket. The money is with you. You will definitely not agree to let me lend money to Wu Bin. Wu Bin and I have such a good relationship. I feel very guilty for not lending him the money. I feel very uncomfortable…”
It’s better not to agree.
Yang Qiubai curled her lips, thinking ‘you were almost cheated to death by Wu Bin, and you feel so ashamed of him. It’s good that you don’t feel ashamed of yourself.’ She was glad that she hid the money at home.
She narrowed her eyes and threatened: “If you dare to agree to lend him the money, I will break your leg.” Han Ze trembled and gave himself courage. He was a man, and a man should not be afraid of his wife. He muttered: “Hedong lion, tigress, no one will marry.”
Yang Qiubai glared and narrowed her eyes: “What did you say?”
Being glared at by her, Han Ze didn’t dare to have any thoughts, and said hurriedly: “Nothing, nothing.”
Yang Qiubai was satisfied and had a smile on her face. She asked gently, “Has Mr. Chen’s Ruyi Guanyin root carving started? Will it be completed on time?”
Yang Qiubai’s face softened, and Han Ze became bolder and said, “Wife, you look better when you smile.”
Yang Qiubai stumbled and glared at him unhappily, her cheeks a little red, “What are you talking about? Hurry up and do your work.”
Han Ze suddenly came up to her, looked at her strangely, and said, “Wife, are you embarrassed?”
Yang Qiubai became angry and said, “Get out!”
….
Yang Qiubai’s original man also had the surname Han, and the son she brought was called Han Lekang. After school, Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao noticed that the atmosphere between the two adults in the family was very weird. Han Lekang found that whenever the new father appeared in the mother’s sight, the mother would quickly whip her head away and not look at the new father. That action was obviously avoiding the new father.
Han Jiaojiao looked at Han Lekang, opened her eyes and asked, “Did they have a fight?”
Han Lekang shook his head, “Not really.”
The fights between his mother and his former father were terrible. They either smashed tables or benches, and they also beat and kicked his former father. He and his mother were kicked out by his former father because of this. His mother’s shy look didn’t look like a fight. He felt that she was not like his mother.
Han Jiaojiao observed her parents quietly for a while, and finally concluded, “Mom is shy.”
Shy?
Han Lekang was stunned. Can this word be used for his mother who has always been tough? His eyes moved to his mother involuntarily, and he looked at her carefully again and again. Then, he came to a conclusion that made him very entangled. His mother was really shy. Thinking of this, he felt sick.
What did the new father do to make his mother shy? The new father is really amazing, even more amazing than his original father. Thinking of this, he looked at the new father with admiration.
…
During this period, Han Ze was more honest. He had to be honest, because Yang Qiubai was strict, he couldn’t go anywhere, so he could only carve Ruyi Guanyin at home all day long. Even when his friends who liked to drink and eat invited him to go out for a drink, he didn’t go. In view of his good performance, Yang Qiubai was a little relieved. It happened that on the weekend, she took her two children back to her parents’ home.
In fact, Han Ze was not carving Ruyi Guanyin during this period. Even with the memory of the original body, carving was not done overnight. After all, he had never been exposed to this aspect. He spent 500 points to exchange for master-level carving skills from the system. With the master-level carving skills, combined with the memory of the original body, it took a lot of time and wasted a lot of wood to master the master-level carving skills.
After his wife and children left and the house was quiet, he began to carve the Ruyi Guanyin root carving. Just as he was concentrating on it, the gate of the yard was knocked. He ignored it and continued with his work. The knocking sound continued, interrupting his thoughts. Han Ze reluctantly put down the tools in his hands, patted the dust off his body, and strode out to open the door.
“Cao Hua? What’s wrong?”
Cao Hua, who was outside the door, saw that the door of Han Ze’s house was finally opened. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then complained a little: “Han Ze, I’ve been knocking on the door for a long time, what are you doing hiding at home.”
Han Ze smiled good-temperedly and said, “Qiubai took the children back to her parents’ home. While the house is quiet, I’m trying to finish the work at hand. I just put my mind to it and was interrupted by you.”
Cao Hua didn’t understand how much thought was needed to carve a broken piece of wood, and said anxiously: “Han Ze, I’m building a courtyard wall at home, and I don’t have enough manpower. Come over and help me.”
Han Ze looked at him awkwardly, half-hesitating and half-spitting: “This…”
Cao Hua frowned and asked: “What’s wrong?”
Han Ze touched the back of his head and said very embarrassedly: “When Qiubai left, she gave me a task. If I can’t complete it, she will make a fuss when she comes back.”
Saying to make a fuss is to save face for himself. Yang Qiubai said to him before leaving: “Don’t think that since I went to my mother’s house and no one at home cares about you, you can go out to play cards and drink with your friends. If I come back and find out, you will be in trouble.”
Cao Hua was very dissatisfied. Since Han Ze married Yang Qiubai, he didn’t come to drink with him, saying that his wife didn’t allow him to. He didn’t play cards with him, saying that his wife’s ex-husband’s leg was broken by his wife because of playing cards, and he was afraid of being hurt by his wife. Now he asked him to help build the courtyard wall, he was even more afraid that Yang Qiubai would make a fuss. When will he stop being afraid of his wife?
Cao Hua said angrily, “Han Ze, which is more important, a wife or brothers? Tell me?”
Han Ze exclaimed, and said evasively, “Wife…brothers…both are important.”
Cao Hua looked at him angrily and said, “Of course a wife is important. But even if you marry a wife, it doesn’t mean you don’t interact with friends. Your wife is not good enough. Look at us brothers, whose wife controls the man like a child and doesn’t let him do anything? For a wife like that, you have to show your man’s strength and let her know how strong you are, then she won’t dare to control you!”
Han Ze’s expression was not very natural, and hesitantly said, “Actually, Qiubai is not as bad as you say. She’s just a little fierce and controls me a little strictly. That’s because her original man is looking for women outside and she has been cheated and worried that I will mess around outside. I, I swear to her that I won’t go out to find women, but she doesn’t believe it. It’s not easy for her.”
Cao Hua looked at him in disbelief. This kid looks like he is in love for the first time. What’s going on?
He said angrily, “You, I think you have never seen a truly gentle woman, so you think Yang Qiubai is gentle. If she wanted to be gentle, could she break her ex-husband’s leg? Is this something a gentle woman would do?”
Han Ze said anxiously, “Cao Hua, we all know why Qiubai divorced. She had her own reasons. Even clay people have some temper. It was that man who wronged Qiubai, and she couldn’t bear it anymore, so she did that. If I were nicer to Qiubai and listened to her in everything, she wouldn’t be angry and wouldn’t hit me. Huazi, I know you are thinking about me, but you haven’t been with Qiubai, and you don’t understand her temper. She is my wife, I understand her. If I don’t make her angry, she will be fine, really, believe me.”
I don’t believe it!
Cao Hua’s eyes widened: “So you don’t even want friends for Yang Qiubai? You don’t even come out to drink and play cards with us?”
Han Ze was anxious: “Hua Zi, we are close friends. Of course, I want to go out to play cards and drink with you, but Qiubai has been hurt. She thinks that if we go out to drink with friends all day, that’s fooling around, she doesn’t like it. If I don’t listen to her and continue to be drunk every day like before we got married, she will probably get angry. I can’t disobey her.”
Cao Hua was stunned: “What is she angry about?”
Han Ze said: “The problem of hitting people.”
Cao Hua: “. …”
Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Han Ze continued to talk to him: “So I have to go along with her, so that she won’t hurt me impulsively.”
Cao Hua looked at him with contempt: “In the final analysis, you are afraid of your wife. You are a typical henpecked husband.”
Han Ze protested: “I’m not afraid of my wife, I’m doing this for the sake of family harmony and the health of my children. Yes, I’m thinking about the health of my children. If we quarrel every day, the children will definitely have psychological trauma.”
Cao Hua clicked his tongue twice and said: “These are all because you are afraid of your wife. If you are not afraid of your wife, then come with me now, my courtyard wall is still waiting for your help to build, after the wall is built, let’s find some people to play cards, how about it?”
Han Ze immediately shook his head: “The task assigned to me by Qiubai has not been completed yet.”
Cao Hua glanced at him: “Aren’t you not afraid of Yang Qiubai? Are you still worried about the task?”
Han Ze turned his head away uncomfortably and said nothing.
Cao Hua frowned: “If you don’t come, what should I do with my courtyard wall?”
Han Ze turned his head, looked at him seriously and said: “Where are Wu Bin and Wang Licheng? Their wives don’t beat people, and they don’t care about them, let them help you. We are all good brothers.”
Cao Hua curled his lips, thinking, ‘if everyone is as easy to talk to as you, why would I have to knock on your door for so long? Why don’t I be here to complain to you about your wife’s various bad things? I’m not idle.’
Cao Hua still didn’t give up: “You really don’t want to help me? ”
Han Ze looked at him, with an attitude of risking his face, and said: “Qiubai warned me before she left that if I failed to complete the task, she asked me to wait. Do you know what she was waiting for?”
Cao Hua looked at him in confusion: “What?”
Han Ze said fearfully: “Breaking my legs.”
Cao Hua pointed at him with a look of disappointment: “You are a coward who is afraid of your wife.”
Han Ze slumped his shoulders and said nothing. He was afraid of his wife. Who made his wife so fierce?
…
This was the first time that Yang Qiubai brought her stepdaughter back to her parents’ home since she married Han Ze. Han Jiaojiao was very sweet-mouthed. When she arrived at the Yang family, she kept calling grandpa, grandma, uncle and aunt, which made Yang’s father and mother very happy. At noon, they even prepared a large table of sumptuous dishes to entertain them.
After dinner, Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao went out to play with several children from their uncle’s family.
Mother Yang took her daughter’s hand and frowned and said: “At the beginning, I told you not to marry Han Ze, but you didn’t listen. What’s the matter now? Is he still going out to be a pushover?”
Yang Qiubai pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. Thinking of Han Ze’s expression when he knew she had broken her ex-husband’s leg, she felt a little amused, as if she was a violent person. Who would like to beat people for no reason without provoking her? After all, she was a woman.
Mother Yang looked at her daughter’s expression, unable to guess what was going on, and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Yang Qiubai chuckled, and then laughed again.
Mother Yang hit her twice, and said angrily, “Girl, why are you laughing when you are talking?”
Yang Qiubai stopped laughing for a long time, holding her mother’s hand and said, “Mom, you don’t know, Han Ze is afraid of me.”
Mother Yang frowned, “Why is he afraid of you?” Then thinking of her daughter’s heroic act, she pointed at her, “You, you are such an honest person at ordinary times, I never dreamed that you could break someone’s leg. ”
Yang Qiubai said: “Mom, don’t think that Han Ze often hangs out with friends outside and seems to be very happy. In fact, he is very timid. When I glare at him, he dare not say anything. He does what he is supposed to do and listens to me.”
Mother Yang looked at her daughter blankly.
Yang Qiubai smiled and said, “Mom, don’t worry about me. As long as Han Ze listens to me and doesn’t go out to fool around with those friends, with Han Ze’s hand-carving skills, our life will be fine.”
Mother Yang was relieved after hearing her daughter’s words, but she still couldn’t help worrying. She said, “Han Ze’s friends are not easy to deal with. If you control Han Ze too strictly, will they instigate Han Ze to divorce you? And Han Ze’s family members are not easy to mess with. You’d better be careful.”
Yang Qiubai blushed and said uncomfortably: “I don’t think Han Ze will divorce me. ”
Mother Yang was only concerned about her daughter and didn’t notice her expression. She said anxiously, “Your feelings are useless. You have to give birth to a child while Han Ze is still listening to you. As long as a man has his own flesh and blood, he will be more restrained even if he goes out to mess around.”
Yang Qiubai frowned and couldn’t help but speak well of Han Ze, “Mom, Han Ze is different from Lekang’s biological father. Although Han Ze likes to make friends and help friends, he won’t mess around with women.”
Mother Yang glanced at her daughter, “How long have you been married to him? How do you know what kind of person he is?”
Yang Qiubai blushed and stammered, “Mom, I’ve been married, how can I not know.”
Mother Yang couldn’t help but widen her eyes, looked at her daughter in disbelief, and asked in a low voice, “What do you mean?”
Yang Qiubai blushed and nodded.
Mother Yang slapped her thigh and said with a smile, “This kid is very patient.”
He could stand it. He is almost 30 years old and still unmarried. He is no different from a monk.
Yang Qiubai’s face turned even redder.
Mother Yang pulled her daughter’s hand and asked, “How does Han Ze treat the child?”
Yang Qiubai smiled and said, “He loves Lekang very much. Lekang was a little bit repulsive to him at first, but later he saw that he was different from his biological father, never beat him, never scolded him, and even bought him snacks, so he accepted Han Ze.”
Mother Yang smiled knowingly and said, “Children are sensitive, they know who treats them well.”
Yang Qiubai agreed with this.
Mother Yang looked at her daughter and said earnestly, “Han Ze listens to you in everything now, and he doesn’t go out to find women randomly. He also has skills. It’s not easy to find such a man. You’d better have a child with him as soon as possible. Although you have two children, neither of them is Han Ze’s biological child. After a long time, what do you think of him?”
Originally, Mother Yang often worried about her daughter finding such a good man, but now she found that good men also have their advantages. If it were another man, he might not be good to Lekang. If my daughter marries another man, even if that man is good in every aspect, as long as he doesn’t like Lekang, her life will not be smooth.
Yang Qiubai was thoughtful, looked at his mother and said, “I’ll consider it.”
Mother Yang smiled and said, “That’s right.”
…
When Yang Qiubai returned home, Han Ze ran over to her and said, “Cao Hua asked me to help him build the courtyard wall, but I didn’t go. I was carving Ruyi Guanyin at home. I have completed all the tasks you gave me.”
Yang Qiubai looked at him like a child who had done good things and was asking for rewards. She said expressionlessly, “Not bad, keep working hard.”
Han Ze blinked, “That’s all?”
Yang Qiubai looked at him puzzledly, “What else do you want?”
Han Ze said, “Oh,” and walked towards the carving room lazily. He couldn’t help muttering in his heart, this woman would beat him for doing bad things, shouldn’t she reward him for doing good things?
Yang Qiubai felt a little sorry for him, and shouted behind him: “You’ve worked hard, let’s kill a chicken tonight to nourish your body.”
Han Ze immediately laughed.
…
The next day, the children went to school, Yang Qiubai went to work in the fields, and Han Ze continued to carve Ruyi Guanyin at home. After carving for a period of time, he gradually fell in love with this skill. He felt very magical when he saw the work slowly blooming its beauty under his hands…
Just after carving for an hour, the door was knocked again. He woke up suddenly, impatiently put down the carving knife, and slowly got up to open the door.
“Han Ze, you finally opened the door?”
Han Ze yawned and asked lazily: “Licheng, what’s the matter? I was working and just got into the mood when you interrupted me.”
Wang Licheng said anxiously: “Han Ze, my eldest daughter broke her arm and I’m short of money. You have to help me.”
Han Ze’s sleepiness disappeared immediately. He asked in surprise: “What happened? How did her arm break?”
Wang Licheng said angrily: “Several children were learning to ride bicycles together. They fell off the bicycles and broke their arms. Han Ze, don’t say so much for now. The child is waiting for money to treat her arm. Lend me the money first.”
Han Ze was in a dilemma: “Licheng, it’s not that I don’t want to lend you the money, but I really don’t have a penny. Last time, Wu Bin’s brother got married and needed the gift money, I didn’t have the money to lend him. Now I still can’t take out the money. All my money is with Yang Qiubai.”
Wang Licheng frowned and said, “Can’t you ask Yang Qiubai? I have no other choice. If I had a way, I wouldn’t come to you.”
Han Ze sighed, thought for a while and said, “Go ask Cao Hua and the others. We are all brothers. Cao Hua was repairing the courtyard wall yesterday. He should have money.”
Wang Licheng said with a wry smile: “Cao Hua’s money was used to build the courtyard wall, and I have no money. I can only ask you to find a solution. After all, you have skills. Among our friends, only you have money. The others are very poor.”
Han Ze was distressed: “It’s important for the child to take care of the arm, otherwise you go to the field to ask Qiubai yourself?”
Wang Licheng was stunned, and he said: “Yang Qiubai is your wife, is it suitable for me to ask her? Can you help me ask her?”
Han Ze shook his head and cried with a sad face: “I dare not ask, you also know Qiubai’s temper, if things go wrong, she will do it. My legs are already not working well, and if she breaks the other leg, I will not live. If you go to ask, she can still give you face and do nothing. When I go to ask, her temper will explode immediately.”
“Forget it, forget it.” Wang Licheng waved his hand, thinking ‘you are afraid that your wife will beat you, but I am afraid that your wife will chase me away.’
Han Ze grabbed his arm and said worriedly, “What if the child has no money to see the arm?”
Wang Licheng said, “There is no other way. I can only sell the grain at home.”
He thought to himself: I am so poor that I have to sell the grain. You should lend me the money.
Han Ze suddenly realized and said with a smile, “Your family has a good harvest this year. The grain will definitely sell for a lot of money. Don’t worry, the money for seeing the child’s arm is definitely.”
Wang Licheng: “…”
Han Ze looked at Wang Licheng’s back, thinking about the memory of his original body. He analyzed that Wang Licheng’s daughter, Wang Chunli was the accomplice who helped others to kill Jiaojiao in the future. As for who she helped, those people are still in the capital. Now they are still young. Even if they want to investigate, they can’t find anything. He can’t put Jiaojiao in danger. He is not in a hurry. The real murderer will always come out and he will always know the truth.
Since there is nothing he can do now, he can keep Jiaojiao away from Wang Chunli.
Yang Qiubai came back and asked Han Ze, “I heard that the eldest girl of Wang Licheng’s family broke her arm and asked you to borrow money?”
Han Ze nodded and said guiltily, “The money is all with you. I have no money to lend him. He went home to sell grain. Fortunately, his family has a good harvest this year. The money from selling grain should be enough for the child to treat his arm.”
Yang Qiubai did not feel Han Ze’s guilt at all. She nodded with satisfaction, thinking that her man was good in everything except that he was too considerate of his friends. Fortunately, he was afraid of her, which was even better. She said seriously, “It’s not easy for you to earn some money. You can’t lend money out casually. Wait until the family has money. If we have saved enough money, I want to demolish our house and rebuild it. Many families in the village have built bungalows, but we still have tile houses. You are still thinking about lending money. ”
Han Ze felt wronged: “I want to borrow money, but I don’t have money in my pocket, so I didn’t lend it to them?”
Yang Qiubai said: “It’s right not to lend it to them. If you don’t lend them money, will they not treat the child’s arm? You are asked to be a good person.”
Han Ze said: “I don’t want to be a good person. They are my friends. I will help them if I can. Next time we encounter difficulties, others will help us.”
Yang Qiubai thought, they will help you, keep dreaming.
Anyway, she was happy that Han Ze didn’t agree to lend money today. Yang Qiubai thought about it and said: “Don’t think too much. You performed well today and deserve praise.”
Han Ze’s eyes lit up. He performed well, so what? What about the reward?
Yang Qiubai sighed, it happened again, she said: “How about we kill another chicken today?”
Han Ze frowned: “If we kill chickens every day, we will kill all the chickens in our house.”
Yang Qiubai waved her hand and said cheerfully: “No problem, I’ll raise more after we kill them.”
Han Ze: “Okay, kill the chickens.”
…
While Yang Qiubai was killing chickens, Han Ze was strolling outside the yard. Han Dazhuang from next door came back from work with a hoe on his shoulder. Seeing the leisurely and relaxed Han Ze, he instantly envied and hated him. He walked a few steps to Han Ze and teased, “Han Ze, we are brothers in distress now.”
Han Ze turned around and looked at him in confusion, “What do you mean?”
Han Dazhuang leaned close to Han Ze’s ear and said, “You have a tigress at home, and I have a Hedong lion at home. Do you think we are brothers in distress who are both henpecked?”
It was well known in the village that Han Dazhuang was afraid of his wife, and now someone finally accompanied him.
Han Ze looked at him coldly and said, “You are henpecked, but I am not.”
Han Dazhuang curled his lips and said, “It’s spread all over the village that you are afraid of your wife and you don’t even have money to buy cigarettes. If you are not henpecked, what are you?”
Han Ze pointed to Yang Qiubai who was plucking chicken feathers in front of him and said, “Did you see it?”
Han Dazhuang looked at Yang Qiubai and nodded blankly, “Is your wife killing chickens?”
Han Ze nodded and said, “My wife kills chickens every day to replenish my body. What delicious food did your wife make for you?”
Han Dazhuang thought about it and shook his head. Nothing.
Han Ze smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, “So I’m not dominated by my wife, you are.”
Han Dazhuang sighed and frowned, thinking, ‘Is Han Ze really not dominated by his wife, otherwise why did Yang Qiubai feel so sorry for him and kill a chicken for him to nourish his body?’ His own wife was not so kind to him.
Han Dazhuang returned home dejectedly. When Liu Qingmei saw him, she said unhappily, “I came back a long time ago, what have you been doing?”
Han Dazhuang looked at his wife and said, “I want to eat chicken.”
“What the hell, I save my chicken to sell for money, how can I sell it if you eat it?”
Han Dazhuang thought sadly, it turns out that I am the only one who is dominated by my wife.
Ivy: I’m so sorry guys. I thought I would be able to post before my exams but it was a crazy week before exams. I was so stressed I had no time for other things.
Anyways, I’m back now and it’s holiday so I’ll be able to post as usual.
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152