Chapter 1150: If You Can't Provoke Them, Just Hide

"Smack!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the entire space fell silent.

This slap completely released all the resentment Zhou Xiufang had accumulated over the years.

She hesitated not at all, raised her hand, and delivered a hard slap back.

"Smack!"

The sound was even clearer and louder than before.

Zhao Guifen was stunned by the slap; she, who had been domineering in this household for years, never dreamed in her wildest thoughts that Zhou Xiufang would dare to strike back.

「Zhao Guifen, you dare hit me? 」 she shrieked, baring her teeth and claws as she lunged forward, grabbing for Zhou Xiufang's face.

「Zhao Guifen, you dare lay a hand on my sister—try it. 」 Zhou Xiurong reacted swiftly, seizing Zhao Guifen's hair in one swift motion.

Zhao Guifen felt her scalp tighten, pain making her cry out, her body lurching backward as her fingers scraped across Zhou Xiufang's face.

Zhou Xiufang recoiled in fright, nearly disfigured, furious she kicked Zhao Guifen in the body, then joined Zhou Xiurong in pinning Zhao Guifen to the ground for a beating.

"Ouch!"

"Ah!"

「It hurts to death, Zhou Xiaode, you old bastard, why aren't you coming to help me yet? 」

「Ah? 」 Zhou Xiaode was stunned; from childhood to adulthood, he had never seen his sister strike someone.

Today he witnessed it, and worse, she was striking his own wife, leaving him flustered.

「Stop it, stop it. 」 The old lady panicked, rushing over to try to pull the two sisters apart.

The old man snorted coldly: 「Don't interfere, let them fight—you hurry and pack your clothes, we're leaving. 」

The old lady didn't know what to do, but Zhou Xiaode finally reacted, bellowing loudly.

「Zhou Xiurong, Zhou Xiufang, stop this instant, or don't blame me, your older brother, for disowning you two. 」

「Zhou Xiaode, I fuck your dead mother, you dead bastard, if you don't help me now, I'll make your life miserable for the rest of your days. 」

Zhao Guifen screamed in pain, cursing Zhou Xiaode, then turned her fury on Zhou Xiufang and Zhou Xiurong.

The more she cursed, the uglier it became; before she had some restraint, a sharp tongue but dared not curse her mother-in-law.

But now, seeing the old man so clearly indulging the two daughters in beating her, her anger only grew.

She cared for nothing; the more it hurt, the more she cursed, and the more she cursed, the harder the two sisters beat her.

The old man's face grew ever darker as he watched Zhou Xiaode stomping his feet in agitation.

Just as Zhou Xiaode was about to lay hands on his two sisters, the old man let out a cold snort.

「Eldest son, if you dare lay a hand on your two younger sisters, I'll break your legs. 」

Zhou Xiaode's body stiffened, his raised hand slowly lowering.

From childhood, the old lady had indulged him, but deep down he still feared the old man.

「What are you standing there for? 」 the old man frowned, addressing the old lady: 「You're not upset, are you? Hurry up and pack your clothes, let's go. 」

「Sigh……」

From the moment Zhao Guifen began cursing her mother-in-law, the old lady had completely lost all hope in this eldest son and his wife.

After sighing, the old lady approached the cabinet and began packing clothes.

The old man said: 「Just take a few pieces—mainly the cotton-padded jacket and trousers; the rest, they'll surely buy for us. 」

The two people's clothes were packed into a large black sack, while Zhou Qianyi's side had also prepared luggage for Man Laoyezi Zhou.

At that moment, footsteps sounded outside, followed by the door rattling, footsteps entering the outer room, and soon the door curtain was lifted as Zhou Anbei entered, holding a genuine leather briefcase.

「What's all this fighting about? 」

「Second son! 」

Zhou Xiaode dared not intervene himself, fearing the old man would truly break his leg; seeing Zhou Anbei arrive, he hurriedly said.

「Quickly pull apart your great-aunt and grand-aunt—your grandma's about to be beaten to death. 」

「Ha! 」 Zhou Anbei chuckled: 「I don't even have a great-uncle, so where would a grandma come from? 」

「You clumsy oaf……」

Zhou Xiaode opened his mouth to curse, but seeing the old man's dark expression, the words already on his tongue were swallowed hard.

Zhou Xiufang and Zhou Xiurong felt exhausted, finally releasing Zhao Guifen, then tidying their somewhat disheveled clothes.

「Oh my goodness. 」

Zhao Guifen sat on the floor, hair disheveled, her face scratched, looking rounder than usual.

「I can't go on, the Zhou family—old and young, not a single decent person, just bullying me, an outsider. 」

This woman pinched her nose, blew out some mucus, then wiped it on her thigh before continuing to curse.

「I fuck your mother, Zhou Xiaode, you spineless wretch, that pimpled face of yours grew for nothing, watching your wife get beaten and doing nothing……

No one paid him heed; Zhou Xiufang tidied her clothes: 「Xiaobei, later when your grandfather and grandmother go to Jingcheng, help sell the peanuts and corn in the yard—keep the money for now. 」

「Exactly! 」 Zhou Xiurong echoed: 「As the saying goes, guard against a thousand dangers, yet household thieves are hardest to prevent. Before the corn and peanuts sell, you'd better watch them closely. 」

「Got it! 」 Zhou Anbei nodded: 「This is easy—sell the corn to the farm. As for the peanuts, I'll keep them, pick the good ones for gifts. 」

「Do as you see fit. 」

Zhou Xiurong stepped out of the room, lifted the pot lid, found the large basin, and poured the stewed spareribs with sour cabbage into it.

「Xiaobei, take this dish to the factory for everyone to eat. 」

Zhao Guifen had long eyed the old man's stash of corn and peanuts; now hearing Zhou Xiufang tell Zhou Anbei to help sell them, it hurt her more than that beating just now.

With a shriek, she jumped up from the ground, afraid of another beating, she dared not approach Zhou Xiufang or Zhou Xiurong, instead pointing at Zhou Anbei's nose to curse.

「You clumsy oaf, if you dare sell the corn and peanuts, I'll make the Zhou family have no peaceful days for the rest of their lives. 」

Zhou Anbei snorted, not even glancing at Zhao Guifen, who looked like she had gone mad, turned around and left the house, picking up a large basin of stewed pork ribs and vegetables.

Zhao Guifen gritted her teeth and said: "I have married into your Zhou family for thirty-odd years, bearing children and raising them; even if I have no merit, I have suffered hardship. I never expected that you, a whole family, would bully me, an outsider by birth.

Well, well, as if the Zhao family has no one? You just wait—this lifetime, your Zhou family will never know a peaceful day again."

Zhao Guifen turned and walked away; Zhou Xiaode hurriedly chased after her: "Where are you going?"

"Back to my maiden home." Zhao Guifen shouted fiercely: "I also have brothers and sisters; you just wait."

"Ah!" the old man sighed: "They say harmony at home brings prosperity in all things, but with the eldest daughter-in-law here, our family will never know peace."

Man Laoyezi Zhou the Third was also helpless; this kind of thing, even if he wanted to help, he could not.

Moreover, this eldest daughter-in-law is just a simpleton—if she doesn't take advantage, she suffers a loss.

If she takes advantage, anything can be said; if she doesn't get an advantage, she plays the scoundrel, and no one can figure her out.

"Let's go!"

The old man picked up the bundle containing clothes and walked out; Zhou Qianyi handed her grandfather's luggage to Luo Wenxuan, then quickly caught up with the old man.

"Second Man Laoyezi!" Zhou Qianyi snatched the old man's bundle from his hand and held it, saying comfortingly: "If we can't provoke them, can we not avoid them? From now on, we'll just stay in Jingcheng and never come back."