In her previous life, Wang Xiuying lived a miserable life. For the sake of the so-called "virtuous and virtuous people," she had her teeth knocked out and blood swallowed in the courtyard of cadres' families. She and her children were also raised as doormats. When she woke up, she was back in 1982. Looking at the three cubs who have not yet grown crooked and the boring gourd husband Chen Jianguo who has been away from home all year round, Wang Xiuying realized: screw his face, I want to be the swindler!
Aunt Zhang wants to take advantage? Throw the basin and bowl out to her!
Aunt Li is spreading gossip? The loudspeaker broadcast her scandal!
The dean's wife is putting on airs? Sorry, I only recognize reason and not people!
When Chen Jianguo came home from get off work, he saw his obedient daughter-in-law causing chaos in the family home. He was about to reprimand her, but instead she was stuffed with braised pork in her mouth and pushed on the kang to wash her feet.
"What? You think I'm cruel?" Wang Xiuying raised the man's chin.
Chen Jianguo's Adam's apple rolled and he closed the door: "It's better to be fierce so that you won't be bullied... Then, turn off the lights."
