Chapter 818: Chapter 818 Crying from Anger_1
Tong Tiehu’s words left Zhu Hongyun with tears of anger welling up in her eyes on the spot.
It was clearly Qiao Xiaomai who was cold-hearted and had the heart of a serpent, so why was everyone now speaking up for Qiao Xiaomai?
Moreover, it was Qiao Xiaomai who had instigated Tong Erlang to divorce her!
This grudge was now immense!
“Xiaoyun, don’t be angry, there are plenty of Dried Sweet Potatoes, you eat those for now,” Tong Erlang hurried to comfort her.
Hearing this, Zhu Hongyun gave him an angry stare and scolded, “Useless, spineless!”
She was pregnant, her appetite had increased, and she craved more food; when Li Rou was pregnant, the Zhang Family had stewed chicken and fish soup every day to nourish her.
But when it came to her, all she could gnaw on was Dried Sweet Potatoes!
Tong Erlang felt distressed being cursed by Zhu Hongyun, but seeing her tears falling like raindrops, he felt even more pity, “I really can’t do anything, I’ve knelt down already.”
“Kneeling is useless, can’t you just knock your head to death? You can’t even beg for a bite to eat for your wife and son, have you forgotten the treatment elder sister-in-law received when she was pregnant?” Zhu Hongyun grew angrier the more she thought about it, not only cursing but also starting to hit him.
Each slap was pretty painful, Tong Erlang wanted to dodge, but seeing Zhu Hongyun crying so pitifully, he coaxed again, “Okay, okay, I’ll go now, I’ll bash my head in at Sanlang’s house!”
“Then why aren’t you going!” Zhu Hongyun pushed him towards the doorway.
Qiao Xiaomai was heartless, but Tong Sanlang still had a bit of familial affection; surely, if Tong Erlang really did threaten with death, Qiao Xiaomai would have to give in, right?
Qiao Xiaomai did not give in.
Qiao Xiaomai knew that those who threaten others with death, except for those genuinely in despair, the rest actually didn’t want to die.
She knew very well what kind of person Tong Erlang was: lazy, gluttonous, someone who whined about being tired from doing a bit of farming work; how could he possibly bash his head against a wall?
Even if he did, it would just be for show.
Only someone like Zhuang Lühe was truly ready to die.
Tong Erlang was simply trying to scare people.
Therefore, with her arms crossed and a mocking smile on her lips, she watched the spectacle with interest, as if watching a play, staring at Tong Erlang, “Go ahead, bash your head in. I’ll inform Zhu Hongyun to come to collect your body afterward.”
“But if Zhu Hongyun is willing to let you die like that, once you’re truly gone, she’ll definitely pat her belly and remarry. At a little over twenty, a young woman like her would keep the vows for you? Dream on.”
“When she goes to serve another man, the child in her belly will also call another man ‘daddy.’ If you want to see that scene, by all means, go ahead and bash your head in.”
The courage he had mustered, even if it was just put-on for show, exploded like a balloon with a pop.
He stared at Qiao Xiaomai, and an unprecedented weariness suddenly engulfed him.
Really, it was far more exhausting than planting sweet potatoes all day in the field.
Planting sweet potatoes was only physically tiring; competing with Qiao Xiaomai was a drain on both body and soul.
And despite his exhaustion, there was Qiao Xiaomai with the look of someone watching the fun, staring at him.
Tong Sanlang stood to one side, frowning slightly and remaining silent.
How could such a good life have turned out this way!
Gnashing his teeth, he felt his eyes redden, then he turned to Tong Sanlang, “Sanlang, are you really going to stand by and watch me bash my head to death? I’m your second brother.”
Looking at the redness in Tong Erlang’s eyes, he let out a sigh of headache.
“Second Brother, Xiaomai is a bit stubborn; she really can’t forgive the second sister-in-law, can’t pretend nothing happened.” ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ noᴠelfire.net
“You talk to the second sister-in-law, have her come and apologize, and let’s just muddle through this issue for now, okay?”
Qiao Xiaomai stood to one side, seeing that Tong Erlang was actually about to cry, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes, “The woman who’s driven you to this point, if you don’t divorce her, what are you going to do, keep her for the New Year?”