With such torture, the couple was simply tortured a lot, especially Xia Lei, that is, they couldn't drink saliva for more than a few seconds. At the end of the day, he felt like he had to wear out both legs and arms. Zhou Yanqing was no better, the red on his hands was terrible, and it seemed that he was about to blister again. In one day, the two felt that it was harder than a few years of work.

If it's just for a day, the husband and wife will endure it. Who knows, it's not a day or two, it's going on. This couple is simply more bitter than eating Yellow Lotus.

As a result, he came back after only three days, and Zhou Yanqing was so tired that he didn't want to move at all. I can't wait to sleep in bed. As a result, I was very hungry, and when I came back, the house was full of cold pots and cold stoves, and I didn't have anything to eat.

Her anger rose up, "Fleur, you damn girl, get out of here." ”

Xia Furong is embroidering in her boudoir, although she can embroider, but she has not learned it seriously, it is very bad, usually just sewing and mending, but she envies Zhou Ziya, so when she is fine, she also tosses and tosses. It's a pity that after a few years, although the things she embroidered are a little better than before, they can't sell for much money.

"Mother, what are you doing so loudly, my daughter is not deaf." Xia Furong stood lazily by the door and said unhappily.

"Dead girl, you stay in the house all day and give birth. I don't know if you want to starve your mother to death. The palm of his hand was broken, and now his palm is also painful, which makes Zhou Yanqing's whole person feel like he is about to burst into flames.

"Mother, my daughter is not feeling well today, so she didn't cook. Mother, you can do it. "Usually Xia Furong doesn't have many opportunities to cook, not to mention her cooking skills, which are usually made by Zhou Yanqing. So when she said that, it was very justified.

"You dead girl, you don't do anything all day long, you don't even cook. The old lady is a raised daughter, or a pensioner. You hurry up and cook, if you don't go, the old lady will beat you to death. "Thinking of other people's daughters, they are doing laundry and cooking, but her own daughter has to wait by herself, and she is even more uncomfortable. At this time, she forgot that the reason why Xia Furong was like this was because she was spoiled.

Although Xia Furong was unhappy, she also saw that her mother was in a bad mood, so she could only cook unwillingly. As a result, it was already dark now, and there were no vegetables at home, so she made rice, but there were no vegetables. In the evening, in addition to rice, there is only kimchi on the table. And this kimchi doesn't taste good, a large bowl is placed in the middle of the table.

"Mother, what's going on. Why is there only food tonight, no dishes? Xia Lei immediately shouted unhappily.

After Zhou Yanqing called her daughter to cook before, she went back to her room to rest, she was so tired, but when it was time to eat, she called her up and sat in the position and saw such white rice with salted vegetables. She thought that Xia Furong was lazy, so she only cooked when she called rice, and she didn't even fry a dish, not to mention her anger.

"Dead girl, the old lady beat you to death."

Zhou Yanqing was so angry that she lost her mind, and the chopsticks in her hand were thrown towards Xia Furong, and they were thrown directly into Xia Furong's face, and one of them almost hit her eyes, so scared that her heart was about to jump out.