My Princess Holds Superpowers

Chapter 81: 81 got into trouble and escaped

Zhao’s eyes flickered, and she quickly had a strategy in mind, “All the oil is from our own home, and I wasn’t the only one who ate the residue. Others could eat it, so why can’t I?”

“That’s where you’re wrong, sister-in-law,” Ye Jiu retorted. “The money I used to buy the oil came from the hundred taels of silver I earned the day before yesterday. It cost less than two taels of silver. Moreover, I did this because I saw that our family was struggling, so I wanted to help find a way to make some money. Are you really starting to have complaints over such a small amount?”

“I’ve never seen anyone look for a way to make a living by wasting resources,” Zhao replied with a roll of her eyes. “Also, the younger sister says the silver is your own earnings, but have you ever thought about it? You’ve been frail since you were little, growing up like a medicine jar—where do you think the money for your food and necessities came from? Isn’t it earned by your brother and sister-in-law?”

Slap!

Ye Jiu only saw a shoe flying past his face, hitting Zhao squarely on the forehead.

Zhao cried out in pain and ran outside in fright.

He’s wife climbed off the kang and chased after her, “How dare you, Zhao! I’m still alive, yet you rebel against us?

You say my daughter is living off you, consuming your resources, but have you seen what you look like? How much do you earn in a year?

The two of us are old but not dead yet. With dozens of acres of land at home, the eldest son’s family, and the fourth son are the main laborers. Do you think you two support this entire family? Without you would all of us starve to death, huh?

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He’s wife was not known for her good temper and often cursed at others, but she rarely laid a hand on her daughters-in-law or grandchildren.

She thought since the son was her own, she could discipline him as needed. But the daughters-in-law were born to others, and the grandchildren were born to the daughters-in-law, their misdeeds naturally warranted discipline from their own men and parents. She just needed to keep a firm hold on her own son.

Today, though, He’s wife was driven to lay hands on someone, showing how truly angered she was and that Zhao had crossed the line.

“Mom, that’s not what I meant. Please calm down. I was wrong, okay? Isn’t that enough?” Although He’s wife was not young, she was still quick on her feet. She chased after Zhao, who was pleading for mercy as she ran.

As Ye Wenyu, who was chiseling the stone slab, saw his grandmother chasing his mother and about to lay hands on her, he stopped working and hurried over to intervene, “Grandma, mom didn’t mean to upset you. I apologize on her behalf. Please be careful, and don’t hurt your back.”

The anger caused by Zhao had not subsided and now, with Ye Wenyu’s comments, it was like stirring up a hornet’s nest, provoking He’s wife to explode, “Well done! Like mother like son— neither of you are good for anything. You’re already cursing me to hurt my back. If I end up bedridden on the kang later, you probably want to toss me into a ditch…”

He’s wife’s words hit Ye Wenyu hard; he stood there, pale and unsure of what to do.

He just wanted to say a few words in persuasion; he really didn’t mean to curse his grandma, but he didn’t know how to respond.

Taking advantage of the moment Ye Wenyu occupied He’s wife, Zhao had already returned to the room, quickly packed a few clothes, and ran out, “Mom, you’re still angry, and I can’t talk to you right now. I’ll go back to my parent’s house for a couple of days, and when you’ve calmed down, I’ll come back and apologize.”

As she spoke, Zhao was already far away.

She knew she had caused trouble today. She was just complaining a bit in hopes of gaining some benefits, but she didn’t expect He’s wife’s temper to be so fierce, not even giving her a chance to explain before she started hitting.