Before my father passed away, he forced me to marry the heir of a wealthy family.

Fang Yan and Zhao Jiahong returned home, and their parents-in-law and sister-in-law were all there.

Zhao Zirui was sitting at the dining table eating, with a lot of rice grains and vegetables stuck around his mouth. When he saw Fang Yan, he immediately slipped off his chair and ran over.

"Mother……"

Seeing her son, Fang Yan felt a little guilty. When she left home last night, Ruirui had already fallen asleep, so she left with Nuonuo in her arms and left her son at home.

She put Nono down and hugged her son tightly.

"Mom, where have you been? I didn't see you when I got up this morning."

Ruirui pursed her lips, feeling a little aggrieved.

Fang Yan touched his little head and coaxed him, "Mom took my sister to see the doctor. Seeing that you were still sleeping, mom didn't wake you up."

"Oh." Ruirui nodded, "Is my sister sick?"

"My sister has some red spots on her body. The doctor prescribed medicine. Just rub it and it will be fine."

"I'm going to see my sister." Ruirui let go of Fang Yan and trotted to find her sister.

At this time, on the sofa in the living room, Father Zhao and Mother Zhao were surrounding Nono.

Zhao's mother, Yang Lifen, lifted up Nono's clothes and looked around, "Why are there so many? What's going on?"

"It's not because the sheets and quilts in the hotel are not clean that Nono is like this." Zhao Jiahong said angrily.

"What a crime!" Yang Lifen hugged Nono with a look of distress on her face, "My good granddaughter has suffered such a crime for no reason."

Zhao's father, Zhao Zhenglin, glanced at Fang Yan and muttered, "I can't live in a good home, so I want to live outside. I waste money and treat my child like this. Going to the hospital to see a doctor and get medicine is expensive. Jiahong can make money easily." Well, I don’t know how to save…”

Hearing what his parents said, Zhao Jiahong answered and complained about Fang Yan even more.

"I don't choose a better hotel when I stay. I take my children to such a messy hotel. I don't have any brains. I just do stupid things every day. I work so hard outside that I don't have to rest when I get home. I still have to work late at night." Go out and find her."

Fang Yan looked at Zhao Jiahong angrily, "Why should I go out to live? It's not because you said last night that this is your home, and you earn money to support me. What's wrong with you saying a few words to me, and I dare to talk back." "

"Yeah, what's wrong with just saying a few words to you? You can't let anyone tell you whether you're good or not. I was the one who raised you. Why, what's wrong?"

Fang Yan's cheeks were red with anger, and all her grievances were vented, "I just took the child to have his belly rubbed. In your eyes, this is just spending money indiscriminately. Isn't it bad?"

"You always say that you support me, are you raising me? Give me 3000 yuan a month. I have to be responsible for the daily expenses of the family, all the expenses for the two children, and I have to pay for every trip to the supermarket with you. .”

"Every month before the end of the month, all the money is spent. If I ask for it from you, you can give me 23 yuan each time. It's not enough for anything. It costs [-] or [-] yuan to buy groceries every day. I have no choice but to buy less meat and more." vegetable."

"When you were eating, you disliked the fact that there were too many vegetables and not enough meat. You said that there was no chicken or fish, and it tasted terrible. You went out to eat barbecue by yourself. A barbecue for you cost more than 200 yuan. You were willing to spend it on yourself, but you were unwilling to give me more living expenses. "

"I stay in cheap hotels not because I have no money. Who wouldn't stay in a big hotel if they have money."

Zhao Jiahong said angrily, "You think 3000 yuan is too little. Do you know how difficult it is to make money now? How many people can't even earn [-] yuan a month."

"You just stay at home, take care of your children, and cook, and you have 3000 yuan. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Look at those women who carry their children on their backs to run takeaways on a hot day, and still set up street stalls in the middle of the night to earn money. You are much better than them. You are just moaning for no reason, and you don't know how lucky you are despite the blessings."

"It's enough to save 3000 yuan and spend it a little bit. Now you are spending money more and more out of control."

"I have no control. I spend all the money at home and on my children. I think about saving money every day. I don't buy anything that is not necessary."

"I can't bear to buy even one piece of my own clothes, but this one was bought at the previous night market for 20 yuan." Fang Yan pointed at the T-shirt she was wearing and shouted loudly.

Zhao Zhenglin glared at Fang Yan fiercely, "Why are you making noise? All you do is make noises all day long. You yell loudly at home at noon. If you want to yell, get out of here and yell."

Fang Yan clenched her palms tightly, holding in her breath and rolling around in her chest. She kept breathing heavily and endured it again and again before she suppressed the anger in her heart.

This situation has become commonplace. Every time she and Zhao Jiahong quarrel, her father-in-law will always come out to help her husband and blame her.

"Wow……"

Nono was so frightened that he cried.

Yang Lifen patted her back and coaxed, "Nono, don't cry. Be good, Nono. Are you hungry?"

Nuonuo stretched out her little hand for her mother to hold.

Fang Yan listened to Nuonuo's heart-wrenching cry, and slowly stretched out her hands that were digging into her palms. She took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and returned to the room with Nuonuo in her arms.

After coaxing Nonoo and feeding him, she still couldn't hold back the tears. Five years of marriage and five years of dedication were nothing in the eyes of her husband.

She felt wronged, her heart ached, and she felt chilled.

I get up at six o'clock every day to make breakfast, take Rui Rui to and from school, buy groceries, cook and wash dishes, wash clothes and clean, and I can't go to bed until twelve o'clock at night.

She had to wake up at night to feed Noono milk, and couldn't sleep for a few hours one night. She was very sleepy every day and suffered from severe sleep deprivation, but no one helped her share the burden, let alone understand her.

Sometimes she fed Nono and asked Zhao Jiahong to put the child to sleep, and she would wash the dishes and mop the floor for cleaning, but he would not do it and always said impatiently.

"Didn't you see me playing games? Don't bother me."

"Can't you put the child to sleep and then do those things? You have to ask me to help you. Aren't I tired from going to work all day?"

"You are at home taking care of your children. These are the things you should do. Don't bother me again."

Then he would slam the door, lock it, and continue his game in his room.

She had no choice but to put the child to sleep by herself, then go to the kitchen to wash dishes, clean, and tidy up the toys on the floor.

Then I went back to the room to wash up. After doing all this, it was already twelve o'clock at night.

She never dared to delay for a minute and go to bed immediately, otherwise she would not have the energy to take care of the children and do housework tomorrow.

While she was sleeping, Zhao Jiahong was still playing games.

She had told him several times before, telling him to play less games and not stay up late as it was not good for his health.

Not only was Zhao Jiahong not grateful, he even quarreled with her, telling her not to bother him and leave him alone.

Gradually, she stopped talking about him, and it didn't matter to her how long he played.

Fang Yan gave Nono a bath, applied the ointment prescribed by the hospital, and put her to sleep.

in the living room.

Zhao Zhenglin said to Zhao Jiahong, "Look, you are used to living in our house, spending the money you earn, and yet you dare to look down on you and quarrel with you."

Zhao Jiahong sat on the sofa, lowered his head and said nothing.