Chapter 175:
Luo Zhi’er stood not far away silently looking at their behavior.
“Mother, what’s wrong with you?”
Miaomiao pulled her sleeve, breaking their calm with one sentence!
Li Sanmao looked up and saw her.
She lifted foot and slowly walked over; Li Sanmao saw his wife had come.
Scared, he quickly stood up and immediately moved several meters away from Zhao Fengjiao.
His face tense, “Miaomiao’s Mother, have you finished making the yogurt?”
“Sister-in-law?”
Luo Zhi’er watched coldly from the side.
“You really are something, how could you appear without a word, suddenly showing up and eavesdropping on people talking?”
Zhao Fengjiao let out a startled scream, pretending to be scared as she patted her chest.
Luo Zhi’er’s smile lingered at the corner of her mouth as she silently watched her put on the act,
“Oh, it’s Fengjiao. I thought who it was? What wind blew you here?”
“Of course I’m here to see Sanmao Gege and Miaomiao!”
Luo Zhi’er saw a small black mole at the right corner of her mouth, with eyes like a provocative gaze looking at her.
“Oh? What are you here to see him for?” Luo Zhi’er’s indifferent gaze fell on Li Sanmao; Li Sanmao felt prickles all over his body, extremely uncomfortable.
“Of course you have to ask Sanmao Gege about that.” Zhao Fengjiao smugly teased.
Sanmao Gege? Good, very good!
Zhao Fengjiao saw Luo Zhi’er’s bloated fatty water bucket waist.
She quickly showed off her own slender figure, a fine waist that could be grasped with one hand, perky breasts.
With a shy face, she glanced at Li Sanmao, “Sanmao Gege, this matter, this matter, why don’t you explain it to sister-in-law!”
The tone extremely ambiguous.
“What? Explain what?” Li Sanmao felt baffled; what had he done?
What was wrong with this Fengjiao?
Speaking halfway, unclear and vague; what if his wife misunderstood him?
“Wife… I have nothing to explain; it’s not what you think.”
His wife had only been a bit nicer to him that morning; it was all this Zhao Fengjiao’s fault.
Seeing his wife’s gaze across from him growing colder, her face more and more flat, he panicked! So scared!
“Miaomiao’s Father, why are you looking at me? Didn’t Fengjiao Younger Sister tell you to speak? Speak up!”
Luo Zhi’er curved her lips in a light smile, her eyes cold as frost and snow.
“No, Wife… I don’t know, I don’t know what she means; I just…”
“Heh, look at you, Sanmao Gege, why are you stuttering? You left your clothes at Fengjiao’s place; Fengjiao just came to return your clothes!”
“Fengjiao washed these clothes by hand and added the mugwort powder I like the most; it’s so fragrant—smell it, doesn’t it smell good!”
Zhao Fengjiao hid a little selfishness: once Sanmao Gege wore these clothes, he could smell the fragrance she liked, and he would unconsciously think of her.
Li Xi’er’s questioning gaze stared at Li Sanmao; Li Sanmao felt a fishbone in his throat, at a loss.
“Heh! Luo Zhi’er, look at yourself, fat like a fat pig and so fierce.”
“Occupying the latrine without shitting, hogging Sanmao Gege; look, you’ve scared this big man Sanmao Gege!!!”
She only gave birth to daughters; married to Li Sanmao for seven or eight years, she only got Miaomiao this one daughter.
So fat, probably can’t give birth anymore, right? If placed with another man, this would be the biggest shortcoming!
“Fengjiao, shut up! You can’t talk to Zhi’er like that, or don’t blame me for not being polite!”
“Sanmao Gege, hmph!”
Luo Zhi’er’s gaze turned to Li Sanmao’s outer garment on the table nearby.
This was the one, right?
That was the one she bought for him; she just hadn’t paid much attention—he hadn’t worn it when he came back yesterday.
What had happened?
Needed to give the clothes to her to wear?
Luo Zhi’er looked at Li Sanmao expressionlessly and said flatly, “Throw these clothes away!”
“What? Wife.”
Li Sanmao was extremely reluctant; this was the first piece of clothing his wife bought him in prison!
He had hugged it to sleep for many days and nights!
“Not willing?”
Li Sanmao innocently nodded!
“No meaning anymore; it’s dirty, isn’t it?”
In her heart, if touched by another woman, then it was dirty.
Zhao Fengjiao hurriedly said:
“Sister-in-law, no need for that, right? Didn’t I just say I washed them for Sanmao Gege at home and added fragrance powder…”
With a hint of shy coquetry.
Luo Zhi’er raised her hand to fan the air and sneezed, “No wonder; what thing smells so bad—turns out it’s that pungent mugwort fragrance!”
“I have an allergic constitution; I hope this kind of fragrance doesn’t appear in Luo Zhi’er’s home again!”
“Alright, if Wife says throw it, throw it!” Li Sanmao, upon hearing this, immediately picked up the clothes and quickly threw them into the Big River.
“Sanmao Gege?”
Zhao Fengjiao cried out in shock! So angry!
“Forget it, Sanmao Gege, I can understand you!”
“Your big fatty wife is too unreasonable; marrying her doomed you to eight lifetimes of bad luck!”
“Insensitive to human feelings; no wonder you always look worried—living with her, who would feel happy?”
Luo Zhi’er looked at Zhao Fengjiao with a half-smile, like a jumping clown, making Zhao Fengjiao’s heart shudder.
“You, why are you looking at me?”
“Fengjiao, as a virgin maiden, instead of staying home waiting to get married, you run to someone else’s home to find their husband and stir up trouble between husband and wife—doesn’t seem right, does it?”
“Calling him Sanmao Gege, Sanmao Brother one after another—is that something you can call? What are you?”
“If Ancestor Zhao, and your mother, brother, sister-in-law found out, wouldn’t they feel it very disgraceful?”
“How about I go ask Ancestor Zhao, Village Chief Uncle—does our Zhao Li Village have this tradition?”
“Why let an unmarried Zhao family woman run to a already married person’s home to attack me, the female master of the house?”
Shameless, exposing chest and breasts, dressed provocatively—her sister-in-law and a girl are still there; how will she marry later?
It would anger your old dad so much he’d climb up from underground, right?
“Just need to get to the bottom of it; what kind of reason and rule is this?”
“Luo Zhi’er, shut up! What nonsense are you spouting?”
This Luo Zhi’er actually planned to go to her Zhao clan leader, her mother?
Dead fat pig! Shouldn’t she pretend to understand and play dumb?
This was clearly trying to ruin her reputation!
Even if she had intentions toward Li Sanmao, it couldn’t be made public, spreading gossip of her actively seducing a married man.
Although coming here was with that intention, and conveniently to give Luo Zhi’er some eye drops.
Hoping she had self-awareness and left the Old Li Family.
She had thought it through carefully: although Li Sanmao had just gotten out of prison, being released meant he was fine.
And with his skills, hunting one wild game earned enough silver for her expenses; plus Old Li Tou and Zhou Shi had gone to prison, so no in-laws later.
He had no son, only a little girl, easy to send away.
Her own mother and brother were in the village; no one would bully her—how carefree; just thinking about future life made it pleasant.
Recalling how he avenged Luo Zhi’er that day—who would dare bully her later?
That morning she specially did her eyebrows, makeup, hoping Li Sanmao would look at her more.
Luo Zhi’er fat like a pig—how could she compare? The person in the mirror showed a smug smile.
“Get this straight: I just came to return clothes to Sanmao Gege.”
“Since you’ve returned the clothes, it’s done; you can leave now—please!” Luo Zhi’er gave her no face at all, chasing her out!
“Sanmao Gege, look at her; you manage her.” Zhao Fengjiao stomped her feet and threw Li Sanmao a aggrieved charming glance.
Li Sanmao saw her nails long and sharp, about to pull him.
Those nails dyed blood-red with flower juice, with dirt inside—his heart filled with inexplicable disgust!
“I listen to my wife.”
Luo Zhi’er amusingly looked at her, “I told you to leave; why call him? You’re not welcome here; in this home, I, Luo Zhi’er, am the female master!”
Zhao Fengjiao primped and posed for a while; seeing Li Sanmao ignore her and say he listened to his wife, she lowered her head and busied herself with work, half-dead with anger.
Truly a wooden stump!
Your fierce fat wife mocked her; not only did he not feel sorry, he threw the clothes she washed into the Big River right in front of her.
Wasted her half day’s effort; her face turned green with anger.
“Hmph! Li Sanmao, you’re too much; I kindly came to return your clothes, washed them clean for you, specially came to thank you.”
“You actually connived at your fat woman bullying me; you’re too disappointing, too much!” Stomping her feet, covering her face, crying and aggrievedly ran away!
Li Sanmao was completely baffled, embarrassed.
Luo Zhi’er looked at her departing back and sneered coldly, “What? Heartbroken? Going to chase her?”
“Nothing like that!”
“Do you resent me for not giving you a son?”
“No!”
“Heh!” She turned and went back to her bedroom, slamming the door!
Li Sanmao reacted and quickly put down what was in his hands, chasing after and patting the door: “Wife, you misunderstood; it’s not what you think!”
“What way?”
“Just… I and her have nothing; really nothing!”
“Heh, do you want to have something with her?”
Li Sanmao was startled and hurriedly said: “No, absolutely not!”
“Forget it; actually there’s nothing to explain. Go busy yourself; let me be quiet!”
Outside quieted for a moment, “…Alright!”
What was she fantasizing about? What was she angry about??? She wasn’t Luo Zhi’er to begin with.
One day she would leave this place; now she was just staying temporarily.
