Be Careful General's Wife!

The old patriarch kept a straight face and said nothing.

Among the onlookers, there was an elderly old woman with slack eyes. She stepped forward and said with an elder attitude, "Master, the old saying is good, it is better to demolish a temple than a marriage. How do you want to be with me?" Don't you have the confidence to leave, isn't this breaking up the marriage and causing a good wife to be separated?"

The old woman stared wide-eyed, "Tell me something that you don't like to hear, the county lord. If you do too much to destroy people's marriages, you will not be able to accumulate virtue for future generations, and you will be punished."

Some elderly women and men all nodded.

Most of these elderly women have daughter-in-laws who have become mothers-in-law. They are afraid that their daughter-in-law will disobey discipline after hearing about this.

These men are also afraid that their mother-in-law will quarrel with them if they hear about it, and they will make the house restless, and they can't suppress it.

It can be said that this is very unpleasant, and Shen Wan is not angry, "the old saying is that it is better to demolish a temple than a marriage, but Buddhism also says that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Take a look... ..."

Shen Wan pulled Zhao Chunfang to the front of the crowd, "Look at the wound on her face. Husband and wife bicker and quarrel, and small fights are unavoidable, but when Zhao's man beat her, he obviously killed her."

"It is said that the more indulgent this person is, the more presumptuous he becomes. Mrs. Zhao does not have the support of her natal family, and no one makes decisions for her. Her man will naturally become more and more presumptuous. This time he is seriously injured, and the next time his bones are broken. Beat people to death."

"I helped her and gave her the confidence to reconcile. This saved her life. This is a matter of infinite merit, far better than building a seven-story pagoda for a temple."

"I hit her because I thought she ran away with someone. Normally, I wouldn't hit her so hard. If she obediently went back with me, I wouldn't hit her like this again." Pu Jiannan held his neck for himself excuse.

The old patriarch of the Pu family also looked at Zhao Chunfang at the right time and persuaded him: "Mr. Zhao, you heard it too. Jiannan said that as long as you go back with him, he will not beat you like this. We are all witnesses." , if Jiannan hits you again in the future, I will make the decision for you."

Zhao Chunfang lifted the bangs in front of her forehead, and there was a scar the size of a thumb on her forehead, which looked serious when she saw it.

"The scar on my forehead is because I didn't put two grains of salt in my cooking. Pu Jiannan scolded me, and I replied that he said he wanted to eat something lighter, so he touched me. I was beaten so hard by him." When I ran to the door of your patriarch, Pu Jiannan grabbed my head and knocked on the steps of your door."

"Your old man was sitting on the threshold to eat, what did you say at that time, you said: Jiannan, teach the mother-in-law to go home and close the door to teach her a lesson, don't come to my house to frighten my little grandson... "Zhao Chunfang cried again, and she felt pitiful when she mentioned these things.

"At that time, why didn't you make the decision for me, why didn't you say: Jiannan, be gentle? Don't beat your mother-in-law to death?" Zhao Chunfang asked the old patriarch in a choked voice, beating his chest.

The old patriarch lowered his head to hide from Zhao Chunfang's sight. He remembered this, and he did see it.

But it's hard for an honest official to decide on family affairs, even if he is the head of the clan, it's not easy for him to manage other people's housework, and it's because she can't make mistakes in the first place.

Jiannan was upset, and beat his wife to vent his anger. Isn't this normal?

"There are still these injuries..." Zhao Chunfang lifted up her two sleeves. On the wheat-colored arm, there were dense marks left by new injuries and old injuries. It can be said that there is no good skin.

Many young daughters-in-law and unmarried girls were frightened by these injuries and covered their mouths with their hands.

"Such wounds are densely packed in the places where I can't show them to you. I don't know how many of them were hit in front of your Pu family members. Did any of you stop them?"

"Now, if I go back obediently, I will make the decision for me, and I will believe it? When I go back, I am afraid that Pu Jiannan will kill me, and you will not stop me."

The relatives and clansmen who followed Pu Jiannan all turned their heads away in embarrassment, avoiding Zhao Chunfang's gaze.

The old lady Zhu was furious, pointing at Zhao Chunfang and said, "Just hit you, you non-laying hen, let my family build the Nanjue Empress, and it's not too much to beat you to death."

Zhao Chunfang said loudly: "I'm not a hen that doesn't lay eggs, it's your son, it's Pu Jiannan, he is a man without seeds, it's him, Pu Jiannan, who has no seeds and can't give birth."

As soon as these words came out, the old lady Zhu, mother and son were frozen as if they had been cast with a fixing spell.

Looking at Zhao Chunfang in shock, how did she know?

The surroundings also quieted down, and everyone's eyes fell on Pu Jiannan.

From the shocked expressions of the old lady Zhu, mother and son, Zhao Chunfang could tell that they had known for a long time that it was Pu Jiannan who had a problem.

He hated it even more in his heart, "As expected, both of you, mother and son, knew that it was not my fault, and made me take the blame for humiliating me like that."

"Pu Jiannan, even if I die, I will make peace with you, a useless trash man."