Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1307 - 1129: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1307: Chapter 1129: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

But Axiang acted as if she didn’t hear and just entered the kitchen.

Seeing Axiang, Auntie Zhao immediately became angry, "You haven’t even split the firewood, with what will you start a fire?"

Axiang silently came out and picked up the hoe to chop wood.

Although before she was married, she often chopped wood at home, she was naturally frail. Chopping wood was hard for her, yet Zhao Datu just ignored it, still lounging with his legs crossed, sipping tea from his cup.

Meanwhile, Auntie Zhao and Second Auntie Zhao had already started chopping vegetables. Like in the village where the households had not divided, either each daughter-in-law took turns cooking for the day or they cooked together, but Second Auntie Zhao usually had a soft temperament and would help out even when it wasn’t her turn.

Seeing Axiang chopping wood in the courtyard, Second Auntie Zhao hurried over, "Axiang, let me help you."

Axiang looked up at Second Auntie Zhao then shook her head, "No need, I’ll do it."

At the same time, she glanced at Auntie Zhao who, as expected, got angry, "Second brother’s wife, you don’t need to help her. She’s not missing arms or legs. She can chop it by herself. When I was young, I also chopped wood for the family every day, and nobody helped me."

Second Auntie Zhao stood there looking a bit embarrassed, then went to help wash the vegetables.

Axiang split the firewood and was about to take the hoe into the kitchen but was stopped by Zhao Datu, "Wait a minute, help me put the teacup back."

Axiang, without any expression, took the teacup, and in doing so, Zhao Datu looked at her with disgust, "Why do you do whatever I tell you to do? Can’t you have a little backbone?"

It was then that Axiang finally spoke, "Didn’t you ask me to take it inside?"

"You could choose not to take it. Wouldn’t it be just fine to be more fierce?" Zhao Datu became even more disdainful.

Uncle Zhao was also in the courtyard and, hearing Zhao Datu’s words, he couldn’t help but scold Zhao Datu, "Axiang is just like that by nature. How do you expect her to become fierce? You don’t appreciate her compliant nature, what more do you want? Does she need to pick up a broom and fight with you right here?"

Hearing this, Zhao Datu actually laughed. He thought of how Xia Dabao would scold him and said, "Dad, it would be better if she did pick up a broom and fight. Life like that has more flavor. Isn’t a little scolding and fighting a better way to flirt?"

"You’re just crazy. Marrying a woman like that will only make your house a mess. I think Axiang is quite good, obedient, only knows to bury her head in her work, doesn’t argue or quarrel. You should talk to her more, the more you talk, the closer you’ll become," Uncle Zhao said.

Auntie Zhao, who was chopping vegetables, was not pleased with Uncle Zhao’s words. She ran out without even putting down the knife and pointed at Uncle Zhao, scolding, "My son doesn’t need your lectures. You think I don’t know? You’re so biased toward Axiang, isn’t it just because she’s the daughter of that widow Chen? You like that seductive way of widow Chen, don’t you? In my opinion, Axiang and her mother are cut from the same cloth. If it weren’t for her mother’s adultery, Axiang wouldn’t have seduced my Datu. Ever since marrying her, I’ve had no place to put my face. In the daytime, when I go to the river to wash clothes and people ask about Axiang, I’m too embarrassed to speak. It’s a complete embarrassment to the family."

Axiang stood silently, although she had heard these words countless times before, hearing them again, her chest heaved, and she fought back tears. To resist the urge to cry, she clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her flesh.