Chapter 62: Even Eating Walnuts Can

He didn't wait for Qiao Lihua to speak.

Wang Shi shouted at Qiao Sheng, "Divorce is a dream for you! Lao San, get rid of that worthless Qiao Lihua who just sits in the chicken coop and never lays an egg!"

Qiao Lihua is eighteen this year, has been married to Zhao Jin for three years, and has given birth to a daughter.

When the daughter was born, Qiao Lihua fainted; when she came to, she learned that the daughter had died shortly after birth, and it took her a long time to recover from this.

She got pregnant several more times afterward, but each pregnancy was lost—either from overwork, or because Zhao Jin beat her to abort.

Hearing Wang Shi say that.

Qiao Sheng shot back.

"How dare you insult my second sister? Ever since she married into your family she's been working herself to death, like an old ox. How could someone like her properly nurture a child?"

"And that's not even mentioning that Zhao Jin still beats her from time to time. If the roles were reversed, could you do it? This is the first time I've seen such disgusting people like you—wanting children but treating the daughter‑in‑law badly. My second sister is soft‑tempered; if it were someone else, they'd have already fought with you."

If it were her, she would have disabled Zhao Jin long ago.

But she didn't say those words.

Finished speaking.

Qiao Sheng looked around and addressed the onlookers, "Everyone, I swear what I'm saying is completely true, no exaggeration. Please help spread the word so no one else falls into that family's trap. Also watch out for that thing of theirs—YuanYuan—don't get entangled with it, otherwise marrying that creature will turn your home into endless turmoil."

"Qiao Lianhua, you bastard…"

Zhao YuanYuan has already come of age and is now fretting about finding a husband; when Qiao Sheng uttered those words, she could not endure it.

Qiao Sheng slapped her: "Bastard, you're the bastard! Every day you're so foul‑mouthed!"

"You…"

Wang Shi's face turned pitch black.

She hadn't even managed to utter a few words.

Zhao Laotou, with a stern face, kicked her away.

"Qiao Lianhua, some things aren't said lightly. Your second sister has been married to my son for several years; you want her to divorce my son—sounds pleasant, but can it ensure that outsiders won't gossip about her?"

"I have indeed seen divorces over the years, but most end badly—either they marry someone worse, get sold by their families, or go mad. You're young and inexperienced, I don't blame you, but you must not harm your second sister."

"Moreover, this isn't what you claim; stop slandering our family's reputation here."

Speaking lies with eyes open, as if everyone is blind?

Qiao Sheng thundered, "How can you manage to do this and still fear my words? Reputation—does your family even have one? Don't think that because you're old you can lean on seniority here; I'm telling you it won't work! You claim divorced people have no good outcomes; I'll see who marries into your family and doesn't end badly!"

"You scoundrel!"

Zhao Laotou cursed.

Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows and retorted, "You have no shame! You're ugly but think you're beautiful! Even eating walnuts can't compensate for your stupidity!"

"You, you…"

Zhao Laotou pointed at Qiao Sheng, his hand trembling, showing how angry he was.

Such unstoppable anger?

That's all there is to it.

Qiao Sheng clicked his tongue twice, "Zhao Laoyezi, don't get agitated. If you lose your temper, won't everyone have to hold a funeral banquet? Does your son have the money to pay for a funeral? If not, calm down. Otherwise the funeral mat will be rolled up and you'll be tossed into the mountains, gnawed by wolves until nothing remains—how pitiful…"

Zhao Laotou's eyes rolled, and he fainted from anger.

(End of chapter)