The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1158: You Dare Hit Me Again?

Chapter 1158: Chapter 1158: You Dare Hit Me Again?

She married into the Zhou family to enjoy a life of comfort, not to be a nanny. All those chores like washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning were done by servants—she had never done any of that before, had she?

Now suddenly she’s expected to do them, but how could she possibly manage?

Is that her fault? If anyone is to blame, it’s Lin Caisang. If not for her, the Zhou family would not have fallen to such straits!

"If you’re so capable, do it yourself! What are you pointing at me for? When it comes to your family, you all deserve to suffer. I said a long time ago, why be polite to Lin Caisang? Just tie her up and bring her to consummate the marriage with our Liang. But no, you wouldn’t listen."

"And now you blame me? What can you blame me for?"

"Mother!"

Madam Zhou’s words were too much even for her own son, Zhou Liang, to bear.

He frowned and looked at her displeased.

"The Lin Caisang of today is no longer the Lin Caisang of the past. Your old tricks no longer work on her. Otherwise, how could we have fallen to such straits?"

"You..."

Upon hearing her son’s remarks, Madam Zhou was fuming with anger.

"Liang, are you really my son? Why are you taking an outsider’s side? Have you forgotten who your real mother is?"

"It’s precisely because you are my real mother that I am saying this. If it were someone else, would I bother to say anything?" Zhou Liang retorted.

The Lin Caisang of today was not so easily dealt with. Although his mother refused to believe what Lin Caisang had said, he believed it. After all, had there been a time when the Zhou family’s downfall didn’t involve Lin Caisang?

Therefore, it was best not to provoke Lin Caisang for the time being.

If nothing else, even if they really wanted to plot against Lin Caisang later, they needed to win over the people of Ya Village first. Otherwise, they would have no standing in Ya Village.

"You... you little rascal, I really..."

"Enough!"

Old Master Zhou, having listened to his wife’s relentless nagging, raised his hand and slapped her again.

"Will you never stop? Get into the kitchen now and clean it up!"

He had no intention of listening to the mother and son argue about who was right or wrong because they were all mistaken—none had ever done the right thing!

"You hit me again?"

Madam Zhou looked at her husband in disbelief, unable to grasp the fact that she had been struck twice, her face swelling from the blows.

"Zhou, what right do you have to hit me? You should consider yourself lucky that I’m still with you now that the Zhou family has fallen into hardship. Instead of begging and pampering me, you dare to hit me?

Don’t forget that I have my own family. The Zhou family is no match for my family now. If I go back to my parents’ home, you’ll be left with nothing!" she said furiously to Old Master Zhou.

Old Master Zhou: "..."

He looked at his wife as if she were a fool.

"Your family? Oh please, stop joking! Do you even have the possibility of returning there?"

He wasn’t kidding; how could his wife possibly go back to her family’s home?

"Have you forgotten how you’ve treated your family since you married into the Zhou family? Did you ever go back to acknowledge your parents, or treat your sisters-in-law kindly?

No, you did not. It was always your mother bringing her daughters-in-law to the Zhou family, presenting their warm faces to your cold indifference. And you? Never did you spare them from your mockery, not even your own mother.