It must be so.
Those poor country bumpkins have been deceived and yet they think Liu Yuyang is some kind of deity!
"What are you scoffing at? Why don't you get back to the kitchen and cook?" Elder Mr. Zhou, with his eyebrows furrowed tightly, couldn't help but scold his daughter-in-law upon hearing the sound she made.
If she hadn't been like a mole, frantically searching for a good match for Liang'er, they would never have become entangled with that woman Feng Yurui, who is impossible to get rid of.
Now, Liang'er has been beaten black and blue by Lie Ming, and it's even less likely that he would be able to tame that woman.
And their entire family has to endure the beatings from Feng Yurui and Lie Ming from time to time, even those two little servant girls dare to point at his nose and clamor. He simply can't swallow this indignity.
"I..."
Madam Zhou wanted to retort, but fearing another beating, she could only turn around and go back to the kitchen.