Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1177 - 1179: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1179: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Zhao Datu quickly found out the reason his parents had fought, and it made him so angry he itched to get involved, so he went to mediate, "Dad, Mom, stop fighting, if anyone is to blame it’s that seductive Widow Chen, Dad couldn’t resist the temptation."

Zhao’s aunt was crying, "Can’t resist temptation, everyone else can resist temptation, so why can’t he? Eh? All day long talking about going up the mountain to dig peanuts, but even now hasn’t dug up anything to bring back. No, he dug up a woman and brought her back. Is it a matter of time before I have to give up my place? Datu, in a while, you might have to start calling someone else mom."

Zhao Datu was very annoyed, "Mom, what are you talking about? In my opinion, you’re also to blame. I always tell you to dress up, but you never listen, always with your hair looking like a bird’s nest, wearing shabby clothes. How do you expect Dad to fancy you?"

Zhao’s aunt wiped her nose, "Oh, so you’re saying it’s my fault? You heartless thing, your mom scrimps and saves every day, too stingy to buy clothes, too stingy to wear jewelry, and you’re so heartless to say it’s my problem."

"The house isn’t without money, so why are you saving it? If you put on some rouge and lipstick, some fragrant powder, would you still be afraid of Dad looking for Widow Chen? You’re not any less attractive than Widow Chen," Zhao Datu said angrily.

"Even my own son looks down on me..." Zhao’s aunt had just experienced her husband’s infidelity, and now her son scolded her, feeling so desolate she wished she were dead. She stopped making a fuss and just sat sulking on the side of the bed.

Seeing that his parents had finally stopped arguing, Zhao Datu stormed out and went straight to Widow Chen’s house.

At the doorstep of Widow Chen’s house, he picked up a brick in a fury, climbed over the wall and saw a lady washing her hair in the courtyard—it was Widow Chen’s daughter, Axiang.

Axiang was bending over to wash her hair when she suddenly saw an inverted shadow on the wall; she was so startled she splashed the washing water, her wet hair hanging down, "What, what do you want?"

"Where’s your cheap mother who seduces other men?" Zhao Datu raised the brick and asked.

Axiang, timid, trembled with fright, "Mom is out, she’s not here."

"Where did she go?"

"To the fields, picking vegetables."

Just then, another person came out of the house, and it was Widow Chen’s mother-in-law. Oddly enough, both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were widowed, and both were very fiery. Seeing a young punk on the wall, the mother-in-law grabbed a long, thick bamboo pole and started swinging, "Do you all want to seduce my daughter-in-law, huh? Come on, then! I’ll beat every single one that comes, in pairs or alone!"

Zhao Datu got hit with the stick and fell off the wall, grimacing in pain. He angrily threw the brick in his hand into the yard, but not feeling avenged, he picked up another and threw it inside as well.

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Now the entire village knew about Zhao’s aunt and Widow Chen’s affair, and the three of them became the subject of village gossip. Stories spread about how the two were discovered on the mountain, how they hooked up, and as the rumors got wilder, some said Widow Chen had even had a child with Uncle Zhao before, and after giving birth, she took it to the back mountain to bury it. There’s a wild pear tree on the back mountain, buried right there, and some villagers passing by at midnight claimed they heard a child’s crying.

Xia Dabao heard about this and got scared, too.

"Mom, do ghosts really exist in this world?" She asked Nan Feng.