sjar Chapter 402: My Wife is the Greatest
Chapter 402: My Wife is the Greatest
"Then you are reluctant?"
Cuihua raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Tian Guilan sharply.
"Mother loves you, how could she be reluctant to let you go? You don't know how expensive oil and salt are, since you haven't been in charge of the household. Rice is now selling for 80 wen a bushel in the city."
Tian Guilan hurriedly explained with a smile, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, but her heart was beating fast.
"Mom, you're right. I didn't know how precious food was until I was in charge. So I'll be the head of the family from now on."
Cuihua said this expressionlessly, then sat down on the chair as if no one was around, crossed her legs, and looked at the Zhao family members with cold and somewhat provocative eyes.
Zhao Cunliang yelled at the top of his voice, "You damned woman, why are you talking so much? If Cuihua wants to eat, just cook her a bowl. Even if we don't want to eat, we should give it to Cuihua. Cuihua is the boss of this family now, so stop nagging!"
Tian Guilan sighed helplessly. Although she felt a little reluctant, she also thought that a bowl of rice didn't require much rice, so at most she would just eat less. She was about to turn around and cook when Cuihua called her back.
"Wait." Cuihua shouted these two words slowly. Although her voice was not loud, it carried an irresistible majesty.
Tian Guilan trembled, looked at Cuihua in fear, and asked tremblingly, "What's wrong with you?" Her eyes were full of fear and anxiety.
Cuihua raised her head slightly, a meaningful smile on her face, and said, "You haven't answered my question just now."
Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan looked bewildered and asked in unison, "What's the problem?" They looked at each other, obviously confused by Cuihua's series of actions, and had no idea what this madman was up to.
"I will be the head of this family from now on. Do you have any objections?" Cuihua said clearly word by word, her eyes as sharp as torches, staring closely at Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan, waiting for their answers.
When Guangzong, who was lying on the ground, heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but take a breath.
Let her be the head of the family? How can I live a good life then? When my parents were in charge, although I also suffered some anger from Cuihua, but now my hands are broken. As long as I stay away from her and don't take the initiative to annoy Cuihua, I can still live a good life.
After all, my parents, as the head of the family, would never treat me badly. Thinking of this, Guangzong secretly groaned in his heart.
"Cuihua, my good wife, I think you should be the head of the family. It's so tiring to be the head of the family. You just need to rest at home." Guangzong's face was full of forced smile.
Cuihua looked at Guangzong and smiled coldly, then slowly stood up and walked over. Her eyes were full of ruthlessness, and without warning, she suddenly stepped on Guangzong's stomach, applying a little force.
"Ah...it hurts...Dad and Mom, save me..."
The man under his feet turned pale instantly, his features twisted together, and he screamed at the top of his lungs. The miserable screams echoed throughout the courtyard, making people's hair stand on end.
Cuihua suddenly glared at Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan, her eyes were like sharp blades, scaring the two of them so much that they involuntarily retreated step by step, their legs trembling slightly.
Then, she gritted her teeth and said to Guangzong viciously: "My dear husband, I am the head of the family, do you have any objections?" Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with a strong sense of oppression.
At this time, Guangzong was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face, and he cried out heart-wrenchingly: "No, no, my wife is the greatest in the world." His voice became hoarse due to extreme fear and pain.
"What about the others? Does anyone have any objections?" Cuihua raised her voice and looked around again.
Zhao Cunliang and Tian Guilan huddled together trembling, their faces pale, not even daring to breathe.
Yaozu, Dafu and Dagui stood in the corner of the yard, silent as a cicada, not daring to make a sound, for fear of attracting Cuihua's attention and causing trouble.
Cuihua put her hands behind her back and walked towards the group with a haughty look on her face. "Listen to me, from now on, everything in this family, big or small, must get my approval. If anyone accidentally offends me, this will be their fate."
Her voice was cold and stern, echoing in the air, casting a shadow of fear over the hearts of the Zhao family.
"crash"
With a loud bang, Cuihua kicked the water tank nearby. The water tank instantly shattered into pieces, and the fragments flew everywhere. This sudden scene frightened the Zhao family so much that they trembled all over, and their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats.
Cuihua nonchalantly patted the water droplets on her body, and swept her cold eyes over everyone present, "I hope you will all learn a lesson this time, and don't forget the pain after the scar has healed. I can't guarantee whose arm will be broken if I fail next time." Her tone was so sinister that the Zhao family couldn't help but shiver, and they dared not breathe.
Tian Guilan took a deep breath, trying to calm her flustered mood. Her voice trembled as she stammered, "My daughter, look at what you're saying. Guangzong has lost a hand, so there will be less fabric for making clothes. I can make you an extra head flower."
As she spoke, she hurried to the kitchen, muttering, "Mom will go cook you some white and smooth rice."
"Wait a minute."
Just as Tian Guilan took a few steps, Cuihua's cold and emotionless voice came from behind her.
"I don't want to eat white rice now. I want to eat sweet potato noodles, the hot and sour noodles." Cuihua's words made Tian Guilan's steps freeze in an instant.
Tian Guilan was stunned, with an embarrassment on her face. She turned her head and whispered, "Cuihua, there is no sweet potato flour at home. When the villagers made sweet potato flour, no one in our family learned the craft. Besides, why eat that stuff? Why mess with good sweet potatoes? Wouldn't it be better to just boil or roast them?" Her voice was as low as a mosquito, and there was a hint of caution in her eyes.
Cuihua put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Mom, do you mean you don't want to give me food, or do you have an opinion about me being the head of the family? You'd better think it over before you answer me!" Her sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce through people.
"No, no, that's not what I meant. Don't we have sweet potato flour at home? We just boil the sweet potatoes we dig up and eat them directly."
Tian Guilan suddenly panicked, her face turned pale, her hands kept waving, and she hurriedly explained.
"Cuihua, please don't misunderstand me. I really don't have that intention. I'm just telling you the truth about the situation at home." Her voice was obviously trembling.