Chapter 15: I’m Afraid I’ve Made You Enjoy Being Scolded

Everyone’s eyes fell on Su Luoluo.

It seemed this Yang family’s second daughter-in-law wasn’t the first time beating her.

“You dare hit my face?”

Ma Zhichan was stunned, clutching her aching cheek, looking at Su Luoluo in disbelief.

Su Luoluo raised her eyebrows. Did Ma Zhichan have such a short memory? She’d forgotten so quickly about the chicken droppings incident?

“Not only do I dare hit your face, I dare kick your chest.”

Su Luoluo kicked Ma Zhichan.

“Ouch!”

Ma Zhichan, who was sitting on Zhu Yanhua, rolled off.

Su Luoluo quickly pulled Zhu Yanhua up.

Jingjing quietly ran to her mother’s side, holding her mother’s hand.

Zhu Yanhua squatted down to comfort Jingjing.

“Good-for-nothing, you dare hit my mother! I’ll have my dad beat you to death!”

A vicious voice from a small boy nearby rang out.

Su Luoluo looked over. The boy was about five years old, plump and white, with bruised eyes, looking like a panda. He was glaring fiercely at her.

So young and already foul-mouthed, undisciplined – he deserved a beating.

The original owner had been wholeheartedly good to this nephew, Dazhi, secretly giving him anything good. Now he was pointing at her face calling her “good-for-nothing” and threatening to have her killed.

The original owner’s kindness had been repaid with ingratitude.

Su Luoluo walked over, picked up Dazhi, and threw him onto Ma Zhichan.

“Ah…”

Dazhi wasn’t light; landing on Ma Zhichan was like a large stone falling, almost making her faint.

After a while, Ma Zhichan managed to get up.

Su Luoluo had touched her son, making Ma Zhichan even angrier.

“You bitch, I’ll make you pay!”

Ma Zhichan raised her arm, charging at Su Luoluo in a rage.

“Beat the good-for-nothing, beat the stinky widow!”

Dazhi shouted from the side, waving his hands.

Everyone thought Su Luoluo was going to suffer. After all, Ma Zhichan was much stronger, and without any tools, Su Luoluo’s small frame would surely lose.

But…

Su Luoluo easily grabbed Ma Zhichan’s hand with one hand.

Ma Zhichan’s raised slap didn’t land.

Su Luoluo pressed on some pressure point, and Ma Zhichan screamed.

“Ah… it hurts, it hurts so much… you bitch, let… let go…”

Ma Zhichan cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.

Suddenly, someone pulled Su Luoluo’s shoulder hard. “Su Luoluo, have you lost your mind? You even hit your sister-in-law!”

Su Luoluo slapped him back.

With a “slap,” Su Zhenhai was stunned.

“You don’t control your wife, so naturally someone else will. Don’t think everyone is her mother and will indulge her. If you let her run wild again, she’ll get beaten even more.”

Su Luoluo scolded Su Zhenhai.

For a moment, Su Zhenhai was swayed, wondering if he had been too lenient with his wife, but he quickly dismissed the thought.

“Zhenhai, your sister is siding with outsiders! She not only allowed those two Yang brats to beat our Dazhi, but when I went to seek justice, she attacked me without a word! My face is swollen… it hurts so much. I think she’s forgotten who raised her! Go teach her a lesson, see if she dares to be so arrogant.”

Ma Zhichan, with a swollen face, rushed to Su Zhenhai, pulling his arm, full of grievances.

“No matter who raised her, it wasn’t you. Your anger is just for show, your true feelings are something else.”

Su Luoluo glanced at Ma Zhichan and sarcastically spoke.

“Pfft…”

“Hahaha…”

The onlookers were amused by Su Luoluo’s words.

Ma Zhichan was mocked, and she pulled Su Zhenhai hard. “Zhenhai, look, your sister is cursing me to my face!”

Family matters shouldn’t be aired publicly. Seeing so many people laughing at them, Su Zhenhai’s face turned ugly.

“It’s not just to your face. If you can’t hear me, I can carve it on your tombstone.”

Su Luoluo said calmly.

“You… you dare curse me to death.”

Ma Zhichan was furious, her face flushed, her hand trembling as she pointed at Su Luoluo.

Dazhi ran over and hugged Su Zhenhai’s leg. “Dad, quickly, beat her to death, beat the good-for-nothing to death.”

“Little brat, your mouth is too foul. A big bad wolf will carry you away and bite off your tongue.”

Su Luoluo smiled sweetly at the chubby boy.

Dazhi shut his mouth in fright, covering his mouth with his hand.

Seeing his son’s terrified expression, Su Zhenhai rebuked Su Luoluo, “Shut your mouth!”

“Do you think I enjoy wasting my breath on your family? I’m afraid I’ve made you enjoy being scolded.”

Su Luoluo sneered.

His wife and son had been beaten, and Su Zhenhai was already angry. Su Luoluo, who previously wouldn’t dare speak loudly to him, was now daring to talk back. He was even angrier, feeling his dignity offended.

Su Zhenhai rushed forward and grabbed Su Luoluo’s collar.

“How can a grown man hit a woman? She’s your own sister!”

Zhu Yanhua, worried that Su Luoluo would be beaten, stepped forward to persuade him.

Su Zhenhai pushed Zhu Yanhua away, his fiery gaze falling on Su Luoluo.

His big hand rose high, about to fall heavily.

But Su Luoluo remained calm, unhurried, even with a faint smile on her lips.

“You’re working as an apprentice in the Piao Xiang Hotel kitchen, right?”

The words stopped Su Zhenhai’s hand.

“What do you want?”

He looked at Su Luoluo warily.

It hadn’t been long since they last met, and Su Luoluo’s change was almost unrecognizable.

Su Luoluo smiled, a bright smile. “If I were to go to your hotel every day with a kitchen knife and make a fuss, would they still dare to keep you, since it’s a business?”

Su Zhenhai’s face turned green. He didn’t dare gamble and had to lower his hand.

His apprenticeship at the hotel kitchen was through his family’s connections, with many gifts given before the chef agreed to speak to the owner and secure him a spot.

If Su Luoluo caused a scene at the hotel, affecting business, he would definitely be fired.

“Your mother misses you. Come home tomorrow.”

Su Zhenhai couldn’t handle Su Luoluo and decided to let his mother handle it.

He would make her pay then.

“Just let that little bitch go?”

Ma Zhichan was unwilling.

Su Zhenhai glared at his wife, picked up his son, and turned to leave.

Seeing her husband leave, Ma Zhichan could only run after him.

Su Luoluo ignored Su Zhenhai’s last words.

Xiao Lei and Xiao Fan, standing by the door, had witnessed Su Luoluo’s entire fight with Ma Zhichan. They exchanged glances.

They had beaten the bad woman’s most precious nephew, yet she hadn’t hit them, and she had even fought with the Su family for them.

Had the bad woman gone crazy?

“Sister-in-law, are you alright?”

Su Luoluo walked towards Zhu Yanhua.

Zhu Yanhua had a slight scratch on her cheek. She shook her head.

Her gaze worriedly fell on Su Luoluo.

She knew better than anyone how much this sister-in-law cared about the Su family.

After today’s incident, the Su family would definitely not let her off easily.

But Su Luoluo seemed carefree, pulling Zhu Yanhua home.

She seemed unaware of the difficulties she would face in the Su family.

Zhu Yanhua saw the wild chicken in the yard and immediately forgot about the Su family. She looked at Su Luoluo disapprovingly. “Sister-in-law, you went into the mountains again!”

“There are man-eating tigers and bears in the mountains. Don’t you remember Hongyi’s husband, who was only cutting trees on the edge of the mountain, was eaten by a bear, leaving only his head?”

“Mm-hmm, no more, no more.”

Su Luoluo didn’t argue, admitting her mistake quickly.

“Chicken and mushroom stew tonight.”

She hugged Jingjing next to Niuniu, letting the two girls play together.

“Wow!”

“More meat to eat!”

The two girls clapped their hands.

In the evening, the Yang family’s house again smelled of meat, making the neighbors envious.

“Old Yang is cooking meat again.”

“Cut it out! They’re so poor and still cooking meat.”

“They’re eating up their savings. Are they planning to become beggars?”

Those people mocked, but couldn’t help swallowing their saliva.

Little Fat, eating a piece of meat scrap, suddenly felt it wasn’t tasty anymore. He sat down on the ground, crying loudly, wanting meat.

The next day, Su Luoluo went into the mountains and met someone unexpected.