When Yu Wan picked the garlic seedlings and returned home, Zhao had already brought away a bowl of steaming bamboo shoots stewed chicken.

"Evil woman! Return my chicken back! That's not for you to eat! It was my sister who caught it for us!"

Xiao Tiedan's indignant voice came from the other end of the stove.

Yu Wan walked quickly through the hall and saw Xiao Tiedan blushing, standing in the empty pigpen with her hips on her hips, shouting angrily.

Unfortunately, he was short and couldn't get out of it.

Their family has not raised pigs long ago, and the pigpen is clean, but even so, when Yu Wan's eyes still turned cold when she saw her younger brother being locked up here.

Yu Wan pulled out the plug on the wooden board, carried her brother out, walked into the kitchen, opened the lid, saw a full pot of stewed chicken with winter bamboo shoots, which had been scooped away: "What's going on? Who did it?"

Xiao Tiedan was just angry, but when she was held in her sister's arms, a sense of grievance suddenly surged in her heart, and she told her everything about what Zhao had been doing.

After listening to Xiao Tiedan's words, Yu Wan realized that she had an unfulfilled marriage in ancient times. What's strange is that such a major event was not kept in her memory.

Zhao said "my wife" at once, but see what she did. She didn't come to visit her when she was in a coma, took the chicken away, didn't even say hello, and even pinched her brother!

It’s not that the original owner didn’t want to remember her before he died. He never forgot such a foolish woman, so she kept it for the New Year?

"The chicken is gone... I didn't take it seriously..." Xiao Tiedan's eyes were red with grievance.

That was the chicken caught by my sister! The chicken that I finally got was snatched away...

Yu Wan put the garlic seedlings in the wash basin of the vegetables and patted her brother on the shoulder: "You are waiting for me at home, and I will be back soon."

"Sister, where are you going?" Xiao Tiedan asked in confusion.

Yu Wan didn't say anything, just walked into the kitchen and took a kitchen knife, and went out with a cold look.

...

However, after Zhao came out of Yu Wan's house, she jogged all the way home. On the way, a fellow villagers greeted her, but she ignored her.

The rich aroma of chicken soup spreads over half of the village.

The Zhao family was originally a peasant woman named Zhaojia Village in the northwest. After the war broke out, Zhaojia Village was captured by enemy soldiers. She and her husband escaped with a pair of children. Her husband was shot to death by arrows halfway through. After several twists and turns with her young child, she finally ended up in Lianhua Village.

It is difficult for an orphan and widow to survive. Fortunately, Zhao has a good son.

Zhao Heng was not only talented, but also diligent and motivated, and soon passed the entrance exam for Tongsheng. Because of this, their family made an exception and obtained the household registration in Lianhua Village.

But there is no adult male in their family, and the only Zhao Heng is a lifelong student. How could Zhao be willing to let him go to work in the fields? Zhao himself is lazy and he has raised a daughter without any diligent skills. Over the years, their family has been supported by A Wan's family, and even the land was planted by A Wan.

It is not entirely true that Zhao is dissatisfied with this prospective daughter-in-law, but it may not be true that he is grateful.

After all, her son is the only scholar in the village. The wild girl Awan can catch her son because it is because the smoke from the Yu family’s ancestral tomb!

At this time, the fog had dissipated, and the people in the village started to work one after another. Although there was not much farming in winter, food was always made and clothes were washed.

When Zhao stepped into the door, Zhao Baomei had just gotten up, holding her messy hair, and before she opened her eyes, she smelled a seductive smell of chicken soup.

She rushed out: "Mom! What is this?"

She hurriedly took off the lid of the clay pot that was placed on the table by Zhao, but Zhao slapped it open.

Zhao said: "Where is your brother?"

Zhao Baomei pursed her lips: "I went to the academy, but I went there."

Zhao looked at the fragrant clay pot and swallowed his saliva desperately: "Then I shouldn't go far. I'll scoop some out first and you can send it to your brother."

Although Zhao Baomei was not very happy, she also knew that her brother was the most important in the whole family. If her brother didn't eat, no one would think about eating it.

"I understand, mom." She said with a smile.

Zhao went to the stove and found two empty bowls. He was about to scoop some chicken for his son, but before he could touch the clay pot, he saw a bright kitchen knife chopped on her wooden table!

Zhao was so scared that his whole body trembled!

"My surname is Yu, what do you mean?" Zhao Baomei, who was standing beside her, came back to her senses first. When she saw Yu Wan with a murderous look on her face, her expression was stunned.

Yu Wan was too lazy to pay attention to her, her eyes fell on Zhao's face, which was frightened and a little white, and said coldly: "You are the one who just went to my house?"

She came here by smelling chicken soup. She didn't remember the Zhao family, nor did she remember the Zhao family's appearance. But there were only two women in this family. No matter how she looked at her "predictive mother-in-law" wouldn't be that sloppy little girl.

Zhao was also stunned for a moment, as if he had never expected that Awan, who had always been in front of her, dared to speak to her so arrogantly and even used the knife!

After all, she had bullied Awan for many years, and she was not afraid of Awan. She said domineeringly: "What do you want to do? I brought a kitchen knife to my house early in the morning! Are you in your mind?!"

Yu Wan said coldly: "I bullied my brother, stole my chicken, and asked me why I came here. Whose mind was in trouble with the surname Zhao?"

The last name is Zhao? What is this dead girl calling her?!

Zhao was angry in an instant and pointed at Yu Wan's nose and said, "You are so embarrassed to say that you bought a chicken and didn't use it to honor me! You ate it secretly in the house! What's your heart? Do you still have me in your eyes..."

Noisy!

Yu Wan was so annoyed that before Zhao finished speaking, she picked up the kitchen knife on the table and waved it towards Zhao.

Zhao was so scared that he jumped up and down!

Zhao Baomei was not much better either. She was already frightened by Yu Wan's aura and stood there in a daze, looking at Yu Wan grabbing Zhao's hair, and dragging Zhao to the pigpen behind the main hall as if she was dragging a sack.

Her pigpen has pigs!

"Ouch!"

Zhao was thrown into the pig's trough!

Zhao Baomei couldn't remember what happened after that, but she only knew that when she came to her senses, the clay pot with the aroma of chicken soup had been taken away by Yu Wan.

...

Little Tiedan sat on the threshold of the main hall, looking depressed.

He knew that his sister was going to Zhao's house, but he was not sure that his sister would take the chicken back.

This is what A sister is like. She gave all good things to the Zhao family first. After the Zhao family has used them, the rest is theirs.

He didn't hate his sister because his mother said that she couldn't hate her sister, and she would love her for the rest of her life.

But occasionally, he hopes that his sister can hurt him...

The chicken must be gone.

Xiao Tiedan wiped her red eyes in grievance.

"It's a cold day, what are you doing when you sit at the door?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded above Xiao Tiedan's head.
Chapter completed!