"Old witch, if you keep causing trouble like this, I'll just divorce your son."
"You all go find someone else to have kids with, go ahead."
I roared angrily.
I've always loved my husband to death, and I thought I should follow the traditional values diligently.
This is the first time I've mentioned divorce.
I knew my mother-in-law couldn't bear losing the betrothal money and feared a new daughter-in-law might not be as easy to control as me, so she hesitated a bit.
Instead, the sister-in-law was fuming and slapped me again.
My ear drums were ringing, and both sides of my face were probably swollen.
"How can you talk to mom like that?"
"Mom, I think it's because she hasn't been beaten enough; she needs a good beating to behave."
My mother-in-law came to her senses and nodded repeatedly:
"You're right, a well-tamed wife is like kneaded dough."
"There's only men divorcing women, how ridiculous for a woman to shout about getting a divorce?"
After saying that, my mother-in-law and sister-in-law pressed me down together, and the sister-in-law picked up a broom from the ground and started hitting me with it.
The dust on the broom made my eyes water.
My mother-in-law cursed and swore:
"When we just married you in, I told Songzhuang he should discipline you, but Songzhuang seemed to be bewitched by you and refused no matter what."
"Now look what's happened, you've been spoiled rotten and even dare to defy the elders."
"Exactly! Exactly!" The sister-in-law looked at me with eyes full of jealousy:
"Before you came in, all the money my brother earned was spent on me. After you married in, who knows how much money you've wasted; all that should have been mine!"
At this point, I truly found it extremely laughable.
Zhao Songzhuang's meager salary barely covered the family's living expenses.
He always transferred his salary directly to his mom, and since marrying into this family, apart from adding a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, there wasn't anything left for me to spend money on.
However, the sister-in-law didn't believe this; she had disliked me for a long time.
I'm from the city and have always grown up looking quite decent, even in simple clothes and plain food, I appeared a hundred times better than her.
The sister-in-law would stay at home with too much makeup on, looking both gaudy and tacky.
Now that she had the chance to deal with me, she wasn't doing it for her mom's honor but out of revenge.