My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 446: Does number 446 show any sign of decency in conversation?

Chapter 446: Does number 446 show any sign of decency in conversation?

Zhou Wang’s mother heaved a sigh of relief.

It’s good that you have some.

The Zhou Family relies on the land for their living, and times are tough.

Their daughter-in-law gave birth to a precious grandson, but she had no milk. After much difficulty, they found goat’s milk in the village, but the baby vomited it right back up.

With no recourse, she had no choice but to try her luck at the Lin Family.

Zhou Mei sneered inappropriately, mocking, "It’s just that kid’s good fortune to have an extra piece of flesh at birth. If not... ha."

She’s the real daughter, yet she’s the first to be abandoned by the family at the first sign of trouble.

What would have become of the little nursing child if he hadn’t had that piece of flesh?

Lin Qingshui knew the knot in his wife’s heart.

He sighed deeply, comforting her in a low voice, "Don’t overthink it; we have to look forward."

Zhou Mei pursed her lips but softened her expression when she met her brother-in-law’s gentle and accommodating eyes.

When Zhou Wang’s mother heard Zhou Mei’s remark, her smiling face instantly turned sour.

Knowing that Mei Zi still blamed the family for abandoning her during the famine years, she felt guilty and said no more.

Zhou Wang followed behind his mother, swaggering into the Lin Family’s courtyard.

Upon seeing Lin Tang, his eyes fixated on her so intensely that Lin Tang clenched her fists.

That greasy gaze was frankly quite revolting.

Lin Qingshui also noticed and stepped forward, half embracing his brother-in-law’s shoulder.

In that instant, Zhou Wang felt as if his shoulder was about to break.

"Brother-in-law, you... go easy," he whined in pain.

Lin Qingshui smiled and politely looked towards his mother-in-law who was watching, "I haven’t seen Wang for quite some time; I have some trifling matters to discuss with him."

Zhou Wang’s mother was very pleased with her son-in-law and was even thinking of letting him mentor her younger son.

She reassuringly said, "Go ahead, go ahead."

Lin Qingshui chuckled and gave Lin Tang a look, forcibly draping his arm around Zhou Wang’s shoulder as they left the courtyard.

Once out of everyone’s sight—

Lin Qingshui clenched his fist, and punched Zhou Wang in the stomach.

"Ow!" Zhou Wang bent over in pain, letting out a pitiful howl.

Lin Qingshui, as if he hadn’t heard the cry, threw another silent punch.

Zhou Wang quickly admitted defeat, crying out, "Brother-in-law, I was wrong!"

Lin Qingshui glanced at him with a smile, "Oh? Where did you go wrong?"

Zhou Wang shivered in fear at the smile on his brother-in-law’s face.

...He didn’t know.

"I, I..."

As his brother-in-law muttered and hesitated, Lin Qingshui landed another fist on him.

"Ah..." Zhou Wang howled again, sweating from the pain.

After beating him up, Lin Qingshui hooked his arm around his brother-in-law’s neck, pulling the meek little guy in front of him, their eyes locking.

"If you don’t know, I’ll tell you; stop looking at my sister with those eyes of yours."

This brother-in-law’s reputation outside wasn’t good.

Lin Qingshui couldn’t control what Zhou Wang did in his own village, but... if he dared cast his gaze on Tangtang, then Qingshui, as her brother-in-law, couldn’t refrain from teaching him a lesson in manners.

Zhou Wang didn’t expect the beating to be for this reason, he was completely dazed, his eyes as blank as fire pokers.

Lin Qingshui, not hearing a response and still worried about future attentions to his sister, tightened his grip.

Zhou Wang nearly passed out from the choking and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother-in-law, have mercy, I understand now."

Lin Qingshui stared at Zhou Wang, then patted his cheek, "Remember this, I won’t be so easygoing next time."

Zhou Wang: "..." Do you look even the slightest bit easygoing right now?

While he boldly contradicted in his mind, verbally he complied timidly, "I remember, I promise I won’t ever look at your sister again."

At this, Lin Qingshui’s expression stiffened, and he cast a cold glance, "Remembering is good."

After saying that, he let go of the person and headed home.

Zhou Wang watched Lin Qingshui’s retreating back, his mouth turning down unhappily.

If you’re not looking, fine, but if your sister takes a fancy to me, that’s not my fault.

Lin Tang: Tsk, you probably wish for peaches to fall into your lap.

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The Lin Family courtyard.

As a rare guest and in-law, Zhou Mei was treated warmly and with great hospitality by Li Xiuli.

Not only did she prepare sweetened water, but she also brought out some snacks.

Zhou Mei glanced several times at the table, her heart filled with envy for the good life the Lin Family led.

Recalling Zhou Mei’s recent visit home where she still complained about being poor, Zhou Mei’s corners twitched as she looked at her disgruntled daughter.

Zhou Mei was seen noisily munching on a pear Li Xiuli’s younger sister had brought back, without sparing even a glance in this direction.

Zhou Mei heaved a sigh in her heart.

In the end, it was the Zhou Family who had done wrong by their daughter; so be it, then.

Li Xiuli, noticing her gaze, smiled and asked, "How did Mei Zi like the gift she gave her nephew on his full-month celebration? Did his big sister-in-law like it?"

Zhou Mei thought of the fine cloth and her face lit up with a smile. "Liked it, of course—who wouldn’t like such fine material? Thank you, in-law, you are so thoughtful."

She knew Mei Zi had grievances against the old Zhou Family, and it was impossible for her to willingly send gifts to her parents’ home.

That piece of clothing must have been something her mother-in-law had asked her to send.

Li Xiuli replied politely, "It’s the least I could do."

After exchanging pleasantries for a bit, she said, "Wait here a moment, I’ll go get the Malt Extract for you."

Immediately after speaking, she got up and went to her own room.

Tangtang had bought her and her dad several boxes of Malt Extract. She would mix a bowl of it every day for the four little ones to drink, and after two months had passed, more than half a box was still left.

Considering that the Zhou Family’s little baby had only been born recently and was in need of nutrition, Li Xiuli took out the remaining Malt Extract with the box and all.

"There’s no full box left, only a half box remaining."

Zhou Mei took a look; there was more than half a box left in there, which was enough if consumed sparingly.

"Thank you, thank you, in-law," she said cheerfully.

Seeing that it was getting late and that she had got a hold of the Malt Extract, Zhou Mei stood up.

"I’ll leave the grain here; my eldest grandson is still waiting for me at home. Zhou Wang and I will be heading back now."

Li Xiuli saw her eagerness to return home and didn’t try to keep her. "Alright then, take care on your way back," she said.

Zhou Mei nodded, pulled Zhou Wang, who couldn’t stop eating, and left the Lin Family courtyard.

Zhou Wang hadn’t had his fill, his face filled with reluctance.

Before leaving, he couldn’t resist glancing at Lin Tang.

If he could win Lin Tang’s favor with the Lin Family’s good life, he could lie back and enjoy the good times.

Just the thought brought a smile to his face.

Zhou Mei caught Zhou Wang’s look out of the corner of her eye and was momentarily startled.

After a brief thought, she understood what he was thinking and sneered in her heart.

Lin Qingshui noticed his wife’s odd expression and asked curiously, "Wife, what’s wrong?"

Zhou Mei didn’t answer him but said to Lin Tang instead, "Tangtang, my brother, who has eyes bigger than his belly, seems to be eying you.

That guy has some crooked thoughts, so be cautious around him from now on."

Zhou Wang, spoiled by the Zhou Family, seemed obedient and honest on the surface, but his mind was filled with dark thoughts—he was exactly the self-centered person Tangtang had described.

Lin Tang hadn’t expected her sister-in-law to say such a thing. She paused, then responded, "I understand, thank you, sister-in-law."

Zhou Mei waved her hand dismissively, "No need for thanks among family. Zhou Wang doesn’t even deserve to carry your shoes.

You are my sister-in-law, and I wish nothing but the best for you."

She couldn’t deny her ulterior motives; she hoped her sister-in-law would continue to prosper so she might later support Hutou and Niuniu. Her wish for her sister-in-law’s well-being, however, was genuine.

Zhou Mei’s true feelings were plainly written on her face.