When Shen Yuhua woke up, she awakened her past life memories and saw through her destiny. She thought she was living a retired life, with a script in hand, feeling free and unrestrained.
However, in fact:
Just after dawn, my sister-in-law walked in: Mistress, the second son of the Wang family and your son had a fight in the brothel!
Yuhua picked up the stick and kicked open the door: Rong Shaohe! You ate a few peanuts, and you dare to spend the night in a brothel. Let's see if I don't cut off your legs!
Another day, at three quarters in the afternoon, the eldest niece ran in crying: "Mom, you have to make the decision for me! My husband has gone to a gambling house again. I, I, I can't persuade him, what should I do?"
Yuhua calmly took out the iron rod: "This is a stick for changing one's mind. When I knock your husband a few times with the stick, he will definitely turn around!"
Another day, as the sun set on the mountain, news came from the palace that the master was missing. After hearing this, Yuhua took a stick, mounted a horse and went to the bottom of the cliff to fish for someone.
Rong Ci lay seriously injured at the bottom of the cliff, thinking in his heart: If I leave, something will happen to the family. I hope my delicate wife can survive it.
When he opened his eyes again, a familiar face came into view. He took a breath and his heart tightened. Could it be that Yuhua had gone one step ahead of him? Otherwise, how could she suddenly appear in front of him?
Yuhua poked the half-dead man on the ground with the branch he picked up, looked at the cheap husband's injuries, and said gloomily: "It seems that the whole family will be invited to a banquet. Damn, it will be another expense."
Rong Ci fainted with relief. With such a poisonous mouth, she must not be my gentle and virtuous wife, but maybe a savage from the mountains...
Purpose: Starting from scratch