Yang Qiubai was wearing a straw hat and weeding in the field. Han Dazhuang's wife Liu Qingmei from next door came running over with a sickle in her hand. She looked at Yang Qiubai squatting there weeding with sympathy. She walked up to him and whispered, "Xiao Yang, why don't you go home and take a look? When I came back from home just now, I saw Wu Bin going to your house. Is he going to borrow money from your Han Ze again?"
Her family and Han Ze's family have been neighbors for many years. She knows very well what kind of person Han Ze is. He is a pushover. It is a pity that Qiu Bai married him.
Yang Qiubai stood up and pounded her aching waist. After listening to Liu Qingmei's words, she was not too worried. The family's money was with her. Even if Han Ze wanted to help Wu Bin and lend him the money, there was no way, unless he sold grain. Sell grain? Thinking of this, she was shocked, grabbed the sickle, and ran home like the wind.
Liu Qingmei stared at Yang Qiubai's running figure in amazement and shook her head again with regret. What a good woman! Why did she marry Han Ze
Ever since she knew that Yang Qiubai had broken her ex-husband's leg, she felt like she had found a companion and that she still needed to learn from Yang Qiubai. Although she was also tough, she had never broken a man's leg. She didn't think Yang Qiubai was wrong, but she agreed with her very much. If Yang Qiubai's ex-husband didn't gamble and didn't look for women outside, would Yang Qiubai have broken his legs
More than ten years of marriage life has taught her that if a man can be subdued, he must be subdued. If he cannot be subdued, a beating will make him behave himself. If a beating still does not work, the worst that can happen is a beating up of him and then part ways.
As for the villagers calling her a tigress? What's wrong with being a tigress? As long as she can control her man and live a good life, what does it have to do with others
Liu Qingmei was very proud of herself for being able to subdue the man at home. Thinking of her man, she turned around and looked around, frowned fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Han Dazhuang, where the hell is he?"
In the cotton field next to him, Han Dazhuang was lying under a cotton plant, his face covered with a straw hat, snoring. In his sleep, there was a sudden earth-shattering sound. It was the voice of the tigress at home. He was so scared that he peed and shit, and jumped up, muttering in a fluttering manner: "I'm working, I'm working."
Liu Qingmei walked over, lifted his ear, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Han Dazhuang, no matter how sleepy he was, would have run away by now. He bent over and covered his ears miserably: "I will work, I will work, I will go to work now."
Liu Qingmei snorted, saying that men just need to be taught a lesson.
...
When Yang Qiubai ran home and saw the locked door, her heart sank. She took out the key with trembling hands, opened the gate of the yard, and ran to the wing room. Seeing that all the food in the box was still there, she relaxed, covered her beating chest, and gasped for breath.
"Qiu Bai, what's wrong with you?"
Yang Qiubai turned around and saw Han Ze. He frowned and asked loudly, "Where have you been?"
Han Ze shrank his shoulders and said hesitantly, "Wu Bin just came over. I, I'll see him off."
Yang Qiubai looked at him with sarcasm on his face and said, "What's the matter? Wu Bin came to borrow money again. Did you agree to lend it to him?"
Han Ze was a little dissatisfied and said aggrievedly: "Wife, I am also a person in the public eye. How can I not have money in my pocket? During the time we were married, outsiders have been laughing at me, saying that I am henpecked. I don't want to save face. Besides, my relationship with Wu Bin is here. If he is in trouble, how can I not help him?"
Yang Qiubai interrupted him and said loudly: "I asked you if you agreed to lend him the money?"
Han Ze shook his head, his face showing a disappointed expression: "I want to agree to him, but I don't have any money in my pocket. The money is all with you. You will definitely not agree to me lending money to Wu Bin. Wu Bin and I have such a good relationship. I feel very guilty for not lending him the money. I feel very bad in my heart..."
Just don't agree.
Yang Qiubai curled her lips, thinking that you were almost cheated to death by Wu Bin, and you feel so guilty about him. It's good enough that you don't feel guilty about yourself. She was glad that she hid the money at home. She narrowed her eyes and threatened: "If you dare to agree to lend him the money, I will break your legs."
Han Ze shivered and encouraged himself. He was a man, and a man should not be afraid of his wife. He muttered, "A Hedong lion, a tigress, no one will marry her."
Yang Qiubai glared and narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?"
After being glared at by her, Han Ze dared not think about anything else and said hurriedly, "Nothing, nothing."
Yang Qiubai was satisfied, with a smile on his face, and asked gently: "Has Mr. Chen started the work on the Ruyi Guanyin root carving? Will it be finished by then?"
Yang Qiubai's expression softened, and Han Ze became bolder, saying, "Wife, you look better when you smile."
Yang Qiubai stumbled and glared at him angrily, his cheeks reddening: "What are you talking about? Hurry up and do your job."
Han Ze suddenly came up to her, looked at her curiously, and said, "Wife, are you embarrassed?"
Yang Qiubai was so angry that he said, "Get lost!"
... .
Yang Qiubai's ex-husband also had the surname Han, and the son she brought with her was named Han Lekang. After school, Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao noticed that the atmosphere between the two adults in the family was very strange. Han Lekang discovered that whenever the new father appeared in the mother's sight, the mother would quickly turn her head away and not look at the new father. That action clearly showed that she was avoiding the new father.
Han Jiaojiao looked at Han Lekang, opened her eyes wide and asked, "Did they have a fight?"
Han Lekang shook his head: "Not like that."
The quarrels between his mother and his ex-dad were terrible. They either smashed tables or benches, and beat and kicked his ex-dad, breaking his leg. Because of this, he and his mother were kicked out of the house by his ex-dad. His mother's shyness didn't seem like a quarrel, and he felt that she wasn't his mother anymore.
Han Jiaojiao observed her parents quietly for a while, and finally came to the conclusion: "Mom is shy."
shy
Han Lekang was stunned. Could this word be used to describe his mother who was always tough? His eyes moved to his mother involuntarily, and he looked at her carefully again and again. Then, he came to a conclusion that made him very entangled. His mother was really shy. Thinking of this, he felt sick.
What did the new father do to make his mother shy? The new father was really amazing, even more amazing than his original father. Thinking of this, he looked at the new father with admiration.
...
Han Ze was relatively honest during this period. He had no choice but to be honest because Yang Qiubai was strict and he could not go anywhere. So he could only carve Ruyi Guanyin at home all day long. Even when his drinking buddies asked him to go out for a drink, he did not go. In view of his good performance, Yang Qiubai was relieved. It happened to be the weekend, so she took her two children back to her parents' home.
In fact, Han Ze was not carving Ruyi Guanyin during this period. Even with the memories of his original body, carving was not something that could be done overnight. After all, he had never been exposed to this aspect. He spent 500 points to exchange for master-level carving skills from the system. With the master-level carving skills, combined with the memories of his original body, he spent a lot of time and wasted a lot of wood before he mastered the master-level carving skills.
His wife and children were gone, and the house was quiet. He began to carve the Ruyi Guanyin root carving. Just as he was concentrating on it, the gate of the yard was knocked. He ignored it and continued with his work. The knocking sound continued, interrupting his thoughts. Han Ze reluctantly put down the tools in his hands, patted the dust off his body, and strode out to open the door.
"Cao Hua? What's wrong?"
Cao Hua, who was standing outside the door, saw that the door of Han Ze's house was finally opened. He breathed a sigh of relief, but then complained a little: "Han Ze, I've been knocking on the door for a long time, what are you doing hiding at home?"
Han Ze smiled good-naturedly and said, "Qiu Bai took the child back to her parents' home. She took advantage of the quiet time at home to finish her work. I just put my mind to it when you interrupted me."
Cao Hua didn't understand how much effort was needed to carve a piece of broken wood, and said anxiously: "Han Ze, I'm building a wall at home and I don't have enough manpower. Can you come and help me?"
Han Ze looked at him awkwardly, and said hesitantly: "This..."
Cao Hua frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Han Ze touched the back of his head and said very embarrassedly: "Qiu Bai gave me a task when she left. If I don't complete it, she will make a fuss when she comes back."
He said he was making trouble to save face. Before he left, Yang Qiubai said to him, "Don't think that just because I'm at my mother's house, no one will take care of you. You can go out with your friends to play cards and drink. If I find out when you come back, you'll be in trouble."
Cao Hua was very dissatisfied. Ever since Han Ze married Yang Qiubai, he refused to drink with Han Ze, saying that his wife would not allow him to. He also refused to play cards with Han Ze, saying that his wife broke her leg when she played cards with her ex-husband, and he was afraid of having his leg broken by his wife. Now that he was asked to help build the courtyard wall, he was even more afraid that Yang Qiubai would make a fuss. When did he stop being afraid of his wife
Cao Hua said angrily: "Han Ze, which is more important, your wife or your brothers? Tell me."
Han Ze uttered an "ah" and said evasively: "Wife... ... brother... ... they are all important."
Cao Hua looked at him angrily and said, "Of course a wife is important, but even if you have a wife, it doesn't mean you don't interact with your friends. Your wife is not good enough. Look at us brothers, whose wife controls the man like a child and doesn't let him do anything? For a wife like this, you have to show your manliness and let her know how powerful you are. Then she won't dare to control you!"
Han Ze looked unnatural, and he stammered, "Actually, Qiu Bai isn't as bad as you say. She's just a little fierce and controls me a little too strictly. That's because her ex-husband has been looking for other women outside, and she's been cheated before, so she's worried that I'll mess around outside. I swore to her that I wouldn't go out and look for other women, but she didn't believe me. It's not easy for her either."
Cao Hua looked at him in disbelief. This kid looked like he was just beginning to fall in love. What was going on
He said angrily, "You, I think you have never seen a truly gentle woman, so you think Yang Qiubai is gentle. If she wanted to be gentle, could she break her ex-husband's legs? Is this something a gentle woman would do?"
Han Ze said anxiously, "Cao Hua, we all know why Qiu Bai divorced. She had her own reasons. Even clay people have some temper. It was that man who wronged Qiu Bai and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she did that. If I had been nicer to Qiu Bai and listened to her in everything, she wouldn't have been angry and wouldn't have hit me. Hua Zi, I know you are thinking about me, but you haven't been with Qiu Bai and don't understand her temper. She is my wife and I understand her. If you don't make her angry, she will be fine. Really, believe me."
I don’t believe in shit!
Cao Hua's eyes widened. "So you don't even want friends for Yang Qiubai? You don't even come out to drink and play cards with us?"
Han Ze was anxious: "Hua Zi, we are close friends. Of course I want to go out and play cards and drink with you, but Qiu Bai has been hurt before. She thinks that we go out drinking with friends all day long, which is fooling around. She doesn't like it. If I don't listen to her and continue to get drunk every day like before we got married, she will probably get angry. I can't disobey her."
Cao Hua was stunned: "What's wrong with her?"
Han Ze said, "The habit of hitting people."
Cao Hua: “…”
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Han Ze continued to say to him: "So I have to go along with her, so that she won't break my legs in an impulse."
Cao Hua looked at him with disdain: "In the end, you are just afraid of your wife. You are a typical henpecked husband."
Han Ze protested: "I'm not afraid of my wife. I'm doing this for the sake of family harmony and the health of my children. Yes, I'm thinking about the health of my children. If we quarrel every day, the children will definitely have psychological trauma."
Cao Hua sighed twice and said, "These are all excuses you make up for being afraid of your wife. If you are not afraid of your wife, come with me now. I am waiting for your help to build the wall of my yard. After the wall is built, let's find some people to play cards. How about that?"
Han Ze immediately shook his head: "The task Qiu Bai assigned to me has not been completed yet."
Cao Hua glanced at him and said, "Aren't you afraid of Yang Qiubai? Are you still worried about whether the mission will be completed or not?"
Han Ze turned his head away uncomfortably and stopped talking.
Cao Hua frowned: "If you don't come, what will happen to my courtyard wall?"
Han Ze turned around, looked at him seriously and said, "Where are Wu Bin and Wang Licheng? Their wives don't beat people and don't care about them. Why don't you let them help you? We are all good brothers. It doesn't matter who we look for."
Cao Hua curled his lips and thought, if everyone is as easy to talk to as you, why would I knock on your door for so long? Why would I be here to complain to you about your wife's faults? I'm not idle.
Cao Hua still didn't give up: "You really won't go and help me?"
Han Ze looked at him, with an attitude of not caring about his reputation, and said, "Qiu Bai warned me before she left that if I failed to complete the task, she told me to wait. Do you know what she was waiting for?"
Cao Hua looked at him puzzledly: "What?"
Han Ze said fearfully: "Break his legs."
Cao Hua pointed at him angrily and said, "You are a henpecked coward."
Han Ze drooped his shoulders and said nothing. He was just afraid of his wife. It was her fault that she was so fierce.
...
This was the first time Yang Qiubai had brought her stepdaughter back to her parents' home since she married Han Ze. Han Jiaojiao was very sweet and kept calling her grandparents, uncles and aunts when they got to Yang's house, which made Yang's father and mother very happy. At noon, they even prepared a large table of sumptuous dishes to entertain them.
After dinner, Han Lekang and Han Jiaojiao went out to play with several other kids from their uncle’s family.
Mother Yang held her daughter's hand and frowned as she said, "At the beginning, I told you not to marry Han Ze, but you refused to listen. What's going on now? Is he still going out to be a good person?"
Yang Qiubai pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. Thinking of Han Ze's expression when he knew she had broken her ex-husband's leg, she felt a little amused. It was as if she was a violent person. No one would like to hit others for no reason unless they provoked her. After all, she was a woman.
Mother Yang looked at her daughter's expression, unable to guess what was going on, so she asked, "What's wrong?"
Yang Qiubai chuckled, and then laughed loudly.
Mother Yang hit her twice and said angrily, "Girl, why are you laughing when you are just talking?"
Yang Qiubai stopped laughing after a long while, and took his mother's hand and said, "Mom, you don't know, Han Ze is afraid of me."
Mother Yang frowned: "Why is he afraid of you?" Then she thought of her daughter's heroic act and pointed at her: "You, you are such an honest person. I never dreamed that you could break someone's leg."
Yang Qiubai said, "Mom, don't be fooled by Han Ze's appearance of hanging out with friends outside. He is actually very timid. When I glare at him, he dares not say anything. He behaves properly and listens to me."
Mother Yang stared at her daughter blankly.
Yang Qiubai smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry about me. As long as Han Ze listens to me and doesn't go out to fool around with his friends, with Han Ze's carving skills, our life will be fine."
Mother Yang felt relieved after hearing her daughter's words, but she still couldn't help but worry. She said, "Han Ze's friends are not easy to deal with. If you control Han Ze too strictly, will they instigate Han Ze to divorce you? And Han Ze's family members are not easy to mess with. You should be careful."
Yang Qiubai's cheeks flushed, and he said uncomfortably: "I don't think Han Ze will divorce me."
Mother Yang was only concerned about her daughter and didn't notice her expression. She said anxiously, "Your feelings are useless. You should have a baby while Han Ze is still listening to you. Once a man has his own flesh and blood, he will be more restrained even if he goes out and does things recklessly."
Yang Qiubai frowned and couldn't help but speak well of Han Ze: "Mom, Han Ze is different from Le Kang's biological father. Although Han Ze likes to make friends and help friends, he won't mess around with women."
Mother Yang glanced at her daughter. "How long have you been married to him? How do you know what kind of person he is?"
Yang Qiubai blushed and stammered, "Mom, I've been married before, how could I not know?"
Mother Yang opened her eyes wide and looked at her daughter in disbelief. She asked in a low voice, "What are you saying?"
Yang Qiubai blushed and nodded.
Mother Yang slapped her thigh fiercely and said with a smile: "This kid is quite patient."
This is intolerable. He is in his thirties and still unmarried. He is no different from a monk.
Yang Qiubai's face turned even redder.
Mother Yang held her daughter's hand and asked, "How does Han Ze treat the child?"
Yang Qiubai smiled and said, "He loves Le Kang very much. Le Kang was a little bit repulsive to him at first, but later he saw that he was different from his biological father. He never beat him or scolded him, and even bought him snacks. So he accepted Han Ze."
Mother Yang then smiled knowingly and said, "Children are sensitive. They know who treats them well."
Yang Qiubai agreed with this.
Mother Yang looked at her daughter and said earnestly, "Han Ze listens to you in everything now, and he doesn't go out to look for women. He also has skills. It's hard to find a man like him. You'd better have a child with him as soon as possible. Although you have two children, neither of them is Han Ze's biological child. After a long time, what do you think of him?"
Originally, Yang's mother was always worried about her daughter finding such a nice guy, but now she finds that nice guys also have their advantages. If it were another man, he might not be nice to Le Kang. If her daughter marries another man, even if that man is good in every aspect, as long as he doesn't like Le Kang, her daughter's life will not be smooth.
Yang Qiubai looked at his mother thoughtfully and said, "I'll consider it."
Mother Yang put on a smile on her face: "That's right."
...
When Yang Qiubai returned home, Han Ze ran over to her and said, "Cao Hua asked me to help him build the wall, but I didn't go. I was carving the Ruyi Guanyin at home. I have completed all the tasks you gave me."
Yang Qiubai looked at him like a kid who had done something good and was asking for a reward. She said expressionlessly, "Not bad. Keep up the good work."
Han Ze blinked, "No more?"
Yang Qiubai looked at him doubtfully: "What else do you want?"
Han Ze said "oh" and walked towards the carving room dejectedly. He couldn't help muttering in his heart, this woman should be beaten for doing bad things, shouldn't she be rewarded for doing good things
Yang Qiubai felt a little sorry for him and shouted from behind him, "You've worked hard. Let's kill a chicken tonight to nourish your body."
Han Ze laughed immediately.
...
The next day, the children went to school, Yang Qiubai went to work in the fields, and Han Ze continued to carve the Ruyi Guanyin at home. After carving for a period of time, he gradually fell in love with this skill. He felt very magical when he saw the beauty of the work slowly blooming under his hands...
Just after an hour of carving, someone knocked on the door again. He woke up suddenly, put down the carving knife impatiently, and slowly got up to open the door.
"Han Ze, you finally opened the door?"
Han Ze yawned and asked lazily, "Licheng, what's the matter? I was working and just got into the mood when you interrupted me."
Wang Licheng said anxiously: "Han Ze, my eldest daughter broke her arm and is short of money. You have to help me no matter what, okay?"
Han Ze, who was sleepy, ran away immediately. He asked in shock, "What happened? How did your arm break?"
Wang Licheng said angrily: "A few children were learning to ride bicycles together. They fell off their bicycles and broke their arms. Han Ze, don't say so much. The children need money to treat their arms. Please lend me the money first."
Han Ze was in a dilemma: "Licheng, it's not that I don't want to lend you the money, but I really don't have a penny. Last time, when Wu Bin's brother got married, he was short of money for the betrothal gift, and I didn't have money to lend him. Now I still can't take out the money. All my money is with Yang Qiubai."
Wang Licheng frowned and said, "Can't you ask Yang Qiubai? I have no other options. If I had any, I wouldn't have come to you."
Han Ze sighed, thought for a moment and said, "Go ask Cao Hua and the others. We are all brothers. Cao Hua was repairing the courtyard wall yesterday. He should have some money."
Wang Licheng smiled bitterly and said, "Cao Hua used his money to build the courtyard wall, and he has no money left. I can only ask you for help. After all, you have skills. Among our friends, you are the only one with money. The others are very poor."
Han Ze was worried: "It's important for the child to see the arm, or else you can go to the field and ask Qiu Bai yourself?"
Wang Licheng was startled. He said, "Yang Qiubai is your wife. I'll go ask her where it's suitable. Can you ask her for me?"
Han Ze shook his head, his face hurt from crying. "I don't dare to ask. You know Qiu Bai's temper. She might even start to beat me. My legs are already broken. If she breaks the other one, I won't be able to live. If you ask, she might still do nothing for your sake. But if I ask, her temper explodes immediately."
"Forget it, forget it." Wang Licheng waved his hands and thought to himself, you are afraid that your wife will beat you, but I am more afraid that your wife will chase me away.
Han Ze held his arm and said worriedly, "What should we do if the child has no money to see his arm?"
Wang Licheng said: "I have no choice but to sell the food at home."
I thought to myself: I am so poor that I have to sell my grain. You should lend me the money.
Han Ze suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Your family has a good harvest this year, and the grain can definitely be sold for a lot of money. Don't worry, the money for the child's arm treatment is definitely enough."
Wang Licheng: “…”
Han Ze looked at Wang Licheng's back, thinking about the memories of his original body. He analyzed that Wang Licheng's daughter, Wang Chunli, was the accomplice who helped others kill Jiaojiao in the future. As for who she helped, those people were still in Beijing. They were still young now, so even if they wanted to investigate, they would not find anything. He could not put Jiaojiao in danger. He was not in a hurry. The real culprit would eventually come out and he would eventually know the truth.
Since there is nothing we can do now, we can keep Jiaojiao away from Wang Chunli.
Yang Qiubai came back and asked Han Ze, "I heard that Wang Licheng's eldest daughter broke her arm and asked you to borrow money?"
Han Ze nodded and said guiltily, "The money is all with you. I don't have any money to lend him. He went home to sell grain. Fortunately, his family had a good harvest this year. The money from selling the grain should be enough for the child to treat his arm."
Yang Qiubai didn't feel Han Ze's guilt at all. She nodded with satisfaction, thinking that her man was good in everything except that he was too considerate of his friends. Fortunately, he was afraid of her, which was even better. She said seriously, "It's not easy for you to earn some money. You can't lend it out casually. When the family saves enough money, I want to demolish our house and rebuild it. Many families in the village have built bungalows, but we still have a tiled house. Why are you always thinking about lending money out?"
Han Ze felt very aggrieved: "I wanted to borrow money, but I didn't have any money in my pocket, so I didn't lend it to them?"
Yang Qiubai said, "You were right not to lend them the money. If you don't lend them the money, will they not treat the child's arm? You are asked to be a good person."
Han Ze said: "I don't want to be a good person. They are my friends, so I will help them if I can. Next time we encounter difficulties, others will help us."
Yang Qiubai thought, they will help you and have sweet dreams.
No matter what, she was happy that Han Ze didn't agree to lend her money today. Yang Qiubai thought about it and said, "Don't think too much. You performed well today and deserve praise."
Han Ze's eyes lit up. Good performance, so what? What about the reward
Yang Qiubai sighed. Here it comes again. She said, "How about we kill another chicken today?"
Han Ze frowned: "We kill chickens every day, and it's time for all our chickens to be killed."
Yang Qiubai waved his hand and said cheerfully: "It's okay, I'll raise it after I kill it."
Han Ze: "Okay, kill the chicken."
...
While Yang Qiubai was killing chickens, Han Ze was strolling outside the yard. Han Dazhuang from next door came back from work with a hoe on his shoulder. Seeing Han Ze's leisurely and carefree life, he instantly became envious and jealous. He walked a few steps in front of Han Ze and teased, "Han Ze, we are now brothers in distress."
Han Ze turned around and looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Han Dazhuang leaned close to Han Ze's ear and said, "You have a tigress at home, and I have a Hedong lion at home. Do you think we are both henpecked brothers?"
It is well known in the village that Han Dazhuang is afraid of his wife, and now there is finally someone to accompany him.
Han Ze looked at him coldly and said, "You are a henpecked husband, but I am not."
Han Dazhuang curled his lips and said, "It's all over the village. They say you're afraid of your wife and you don't even have money to buy cigarettes. If you're not a henpecked husband, what are you?"
Han Ze pointed at Yang Qiubai who was plucking the chicken feathers in front of him and said, "Did you see that?"
Han Dazhuang looked at Yang Qiubai and nodded blankly: "Is your wife killing chickens?"
Han Ze nodded and said, "My wife kills chickens every day to nourish my body. What delicious food does your wife make for you?"
Han Dazhuang thought about it and shook his head, nothing.
Han Ze smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, "So I'm not the henpecked husband, you are the one."
Han Dazhuang cried out, frowning as he wondered if Han Ze was really not a henpecked husband, otherwise why did Yang Qiubai love him so much and even kill a chicken for him to nourish his body? His own wife had never been so kind to him.
Han Dazhuang returned home dejectedly. When Liu Qingmei saw him, she said unhappily, "I came back a long time ago. What have you been doing?"
Han Dazhuang looked at his wife and said, "I want to eat chicken."
"Eat your ass! I save my chicken to sell for money. If you eat it, how can I sell it for money?"
Han Dazhuang thought sadly, I am the only one who is dominated by my wife.