After the vicious adoptive mother gave up, the scumbag children regretted it

Shen Nanzhi saw countless changes in Jiang Chen's expression, shock, humiliation, anger, unwillingness, shame, like a palette, and it was so fun to watch.

With such low mental quality, you still want to devote yourself to me?

"How can you be so shameless?"

Shen Nanzhi laughed, "Shameless? Where did you get that from? You are my husband, isn't it natural for husband and wife to have a harmonious relationship?

I don't have any secret lover, so how can I not feel ashamed of enjoying the pleasure of my own husband's bedroom?

I am concerned about my husband!"

Shen Nanzhi consciously glanced at people seductively, like a vixen, and knew how to seduce people with ease. Unfortunately, in Jiang Chen's eyes, it was just like a blind bear winking at him. He couldn't help it and turned around and vomited.

Shen Nanzhi kicked him out in anger, "Jiang, do you still think I'm disgusting? Don't you think about who you eat, wear, and live with?

If you really have some integrity, don't use my money. Show off your noble character as a scholar and I will respect you as a man.

If you're disgusting, don't come into my room. Get out."

Jiang Chen was annoyed. Why couldn't he help himself?

But it was really too embarrassing. Even the border soldiers who had been thirsty for three years couldn't eat her with such a look on their faces.

"Woooooooo..."

Jiang Chen felt that it was really difficult for him, so he covered his face and left. His body and soul were greatly stimulated.

Shen Nanzhi was still angry, "You think I'm disgusting? You eat my food and spend my money, so you have to learn to serve me. You have to endure the disgust. Is it so easy to be a pretty boy? Don't even think about getting me to spend a penny on you in the future."

Shen Nanzhi went into the training space in anger, venting his anger for an hour, draining his last bit of strength, then took a bath and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but there were traces of black dirt in the bath water. If you didn’t know, you would have thought she had gone into a coal mine.

I slept on a soft and comfortable big bed and had a dreamless night. The next day I was woken up by a knock on the door.

Everyone gets grumpy when they wake up. Even gods get angry when their good dreams are disturbed.

She got up with a dark face and opened the door. Her gloomy eyes and loose black hair covered half of her face, like a ghost asking for her life. "What's the matter?"

"Ah..., you, you are going to die, it's scary."

Shen Nanzhi was wearing a set of pure cotton white pajamas, which was even more terrifying.

The one knocking on the door was Mrs. Jiang, who was patting her chest with a look of lingering fear on her face.

"Why are you patting me? Do you have breasts? They are so shrunken. The threshing floor at the entrance of the village is not as flat as yours."

Mrs. Jiang: “…”

I was gasping for breath. How could she make a personal attack?

"You, you have breasts, but they are as fat as a pig's. They are full of fat, right? I am breastfeeding my baby with my milk. You are a hen that can't give birth to a baby. What qualifications do you have to laugh at me?"

Shen Nanzhi sneered: "Oh, you deserve credit for breastfeeding the child? Then go back and continue breastfeeding. Let your child not eat and just suck your chest. Go back and breastfeed the child and don't bother me."

Slamming the door, Jiang Dasao leaned against the wall in anger, "Shen, come out here, why am I here? I'm so angry."

The Jiang family's children looked at each other, wondering when their stepmother became so eloquent.

In the past, I was so angry at my aunt that I couldn't speak, but now I'm making her so angry that she's half dead.

Shen Nanzhi had already changed his clothes, washed up, and looked in the mirror. At least he felt clean and refreshed, not greasy and smelly as before. If Jiang Chen could really eat it, Shen Nanzhi would admire him as a warrior.

Mrs. Jiang knocked on the door, but Shen Nanzhi opened it again. She almost fell in. "Mrs. Shen, you, you don't go to the old house to take care of the sick? Even if you don't pay, someone will take care of you. Which wife is as lazy as you?"

"Oh, okay, just tell me earlier."

Shen Nanzhi looked at the kids and said, "Cook for yourselves, cut grass for the pigs, wash clothes and clean the yard. I'm going to serve my mother-in-law."

"Oh, okay, thank you for your hard work, mother."

Shen Nanzhi held her head high like a proud hen. Whenever she met someone, she would tell him that she was taking care of her mother-in-law, which attracted a lot of praise.

When it comes to filial piety, actions are more important than the heart. Shen Nanzhi did not live in vain in his previous life. He has become very experienced in the ways of the world.

Mrs. Jiang was vomiting all the time, how did she suddenly come to her senses?

When they arrived at the old house, Jiang's mother was still groaning in bed. There was an unpleasant smell in the room. Jiang's second wife said, "Is Shen here? Hurry up and empty the urine pot for mother-in-law. She hasn't had breakfast yet."

He looks so gloating. Don't you have to take care of the shit and piss when serving a patient?

How easy is it to be a filial daughter-in-law?

It's just a good opportunity to make up for the rules she didn't set and the hardships she didn't endure. This is how she went through when she first came in.

Shen Nanzhi's eyes darkened. It was so disgusting. It was really disgusting.

"What? You don't want to?"

"How could that be? Of course I am willing. I will come right away."

Shen Nanzhi sneered, bent down to pick up the urine bucket, but suddenly her foot slipped and she knocked it over, spilling urine all over Jiang Ersao's skirt and shoes. The unpleasant smell of urine filled the whole room.

"Ah..., Shen, are you looking for death? My skirt, my shoes, ah..."

Shen Nanzhi had already opened the window to breathe in fresh air. She said innocently, "Sorry, sister-in-law, my foot slipped. Sorry."

"You, you did it on purpose."

Shen Nanzhi looked even more innocent: "Didn't you do that on purpose? You were in Grandma's room, smelling something and not even telling her to go and pour it out. You were just waiting for me. If you want to bully me, you've found the wrong person."

Mrs. Jiang Er failed to gain anything and ran out to change her clothes.

Mother Jiang was coughing and feeling uncomfortable from the fumes.

"Mother-in-law, take a rest. I'll make breakfast for you."

"You, you come back..."

Shen Nanzhi didn't listen and went to the kitchen.

Third Sister Jiang was making breakfast. She was honest and hardworking, with gentle features, but a little timid. "Sister-in-law, you're here. The food will be ready soon. What's wrong with Second Sister-in-law?"

"It's okay, I'm just being pretentious. Is this what you want to eat for breakfast?"

There was only porridge, wild vegetables, pickled cabbage, and black-faced steamed buns, but only ten of them, the size of a fist. How could they be enough for so many people in the family?

"We have been eating this all the time. It's not the busy farming season. The men eat dry food, and the women and children drink porridge. These steamed breads are enough."

Shen Nanzhi curled her lips. She would not let herself down. She said, "Third sister-in-law, it is wrong for you to do this. That was in the past. Isn't mother-in-law sick? She needs to eat well to recuperate. You go out and I will do it."

"Ok."

Because the third wife didn't have a son, Mrs. Jiang had no status in the family and had to listen to everyone.

Shen Nanzhi saw that the cupboard was locked. All the rice, flour, eggs and delicious food were locked away. The key must be in the hands of Jiang's mother, the head of the family.

I was too lazy to ask her for it, so I just tore it apart, made omelette with white flour and eggs, boiled some fragrant rice porridge, and fried some wild vegetables with fishy oil. After a while, the kitchen was filled with fragrance.