The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Zhou Xuemei's eyes inadvertently drifted to Old Lady Chen who was anxiously watching the fight next to her. In this moment of distraction, Zheng Cuihua seized the opportunity, suddenly burst out with amazing strength, and flipped over to ride on Zhou Xuemei.

Zheng Cuihua clenched her fist, gathering all the anger and unwillingness in her body, and landed heavily on Zhou Xuemei's soft abdomen. Accompanied by a sharp pain, Zhou Xuemei couldn't help but groan in pain.

In a trance, Zhou Xuemei realized that she had fallen into a passive position. The continuous attacks fell on her body like raindrops, and each one made her feel heartbroken.

She clenched her teeth, holding back her tears, secretly planning her chance to fight back.

"Are you still so arrogant? Do you think you are so great? If you have the guts, get up and continue fighting!"

Zheng Cuihua waved her fists and kept nagging, her words full of provocation and disdain.

Old Mrs. Chen paced back and forth anxiously, her eyes full of helplessness and worry. Her old hands trembled slightly, but she could only weakly persuade: "Don't be like this, it's so hurtful to make such a fuss!"

At this moment, a deep and powerful shout broke the tense atmosphere: "Stop! What are you doing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Cuihua felt an irresistible force pushing her away, and her body slid to the side involuntarily.

Chen Zhenwen hugged Zhou Xuemei, who was lying on the ground, tightly. Zhou Xuemei burst into tears when she saw the reinforcements she had been waiting for finally arrived. Her voice was full of grievance and relief: "Dashan, if you had come a step later, I would have been bullied to death by that ignorant little girl, wuwuwu..."

She brushed her fingers gently across the corners of her eyes, but there were no tears there.

Chen Zhenwen's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, pointing directly at Zheng Cuihua: "Zheng Cuihua, do you know what you have done? How dare you lay hands on your sister-in-law and ride on her to abuse her? Remember, next time, if Zhenwu doesn't take the initiative to divorce you, I will handle this matter myself!"

With Chen Zhenwen's firm support, Zhou Xuemei could not hide her inner pride. She deliberately rubbed her cheeks and said in an exaggerated tone: "Zhenwen, my face hurts and feels hot. Will it swell up?"

There was a sly gleam in her eyes, and she was clearly enjoying the drama of the struggle.

Facing the provocation, Zheng Cuihua became even more furious: "Humph, Zhou Xuemei, you are really good at acting! It seems that the last lesson was not profound enough. I, Zheng Cuihua, am not afraid of your tricks. Do you want me to be divorced? Let's see if Zhenwu has the courage! Besides, you were the first to attack, I was just defending myself. Don't believe it? Ask mother, she saw it clearly."

When Mrs. Chen heard this, a look of deep fatigue and helplessness appeared on her face. She sighed, with a hint of pleading in her voice.

"Okay, that's enough. We're all family. If we make such a fuss, outsiders will laugh at us. Don't let the neighbors look down on our family."

As for this pair of sisters-in-law who always create trouble, Old Mrs. Chen can't seem to find a better solution except sighing, and her heart is full of sorrow and helplessness.

Chen Zhenwen gently stroked Zhou Xuemei's smooth hair, his eyes full of pity. He stared at the distinct palm print on her face, secretly regretting the cruelty and impulsiveness of his second brother's wife, Zheng Cuihua.

"Mom, how could they have gotten to this point this time? Tell me, what exactly happened?"

This scene was an unprecedented shock to Chen Zhenwen.

In the past, even if there were occasional disputes within the family, they were limited to verbal battles, and no one had ever crossed the line of physical violence.

Now, the hostility between the two was as fierce as a volcanic eruption. He could almost smell the smoke, which shocked and confused him.

Old Mrs. Chen's face was covered with a layer of clouds, and her tone was full of dissatisfaction: "It's all because of that girl Chen Xi. She somehow encouraged the villagers to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms to make money, but she excluded us. This ungrateful young man has completely forgotten who raised her with great difficulty. Now, she turns against us. Xuemei found out about this and came to me to tell me about it. Who knew that Cuihua would explode like a lit firecracker when she heard it."

Chen Zhenwen lowered his head guiltily, his thoughts drifting back to the scene a few days ago when he put pressure on Chen Xi at the entrance of the village.

After that incident, Chen Xi seemed to have been completely transformed. She was no longer the submissive little girl. Her words and actions always revealed an elusive meaning.

Despite his inner turmoil, Chen Zhenwen pretended to remain calm on the surface and reprimanded his two sisters-in-law like an elder brother.

But his words were more like drumming up support, especially when he was targeting Zheng Cuihua. He remained silent towards Zhou Xuemei, fearing that any inappropriate behavior on his part would affect his delicate authority in the family.

After hearing this, Zheng Cuihua's face darkened, and her tone was filled with resentment and anger: "Oh, so you think I'm easy to bully because my man is not here? Can you still justify yourself if you started it first?"

Zhou Xuemei, who was standing by, heard Zheng Cuihua's high-pitched and sharp voice, and the anger in her heart seemed to be ignited instantly. A nameless fire rushed straight to her head. She could hardly hold back and wanted to rush forward immediately to teach Zheng Cuihua a severe lesson.

Fortunately, Chen Zhenwen reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist quickly, thus avoiding further escalation of the conflict.

"Let go! Today I must let her know what a respectful way of speaking is. How can this be called the relationship between sisters-in-law if she keeps being sarcastic all the time!" Zhou Xuemei was indignant.

Zheng Cuihua stood still provocatively, her eyes flashing with disdain: "Come on, I'll just stand here and if you don't come and teach me a lesson, then your name Zhou Xuemei will be in vain!"

Zhou Xuemei's heart was like a tangled mess, anger and unwillingness surged in her chest, but she couldn't find a suitable outlet.

At the moment when she was about to explode with anger, she suddenly heard Zheng Cuihua's sharp words, which made her almost lose control. She kicked the ground with her feet, and her whole body was like a taut bowstring, ready to rush forward regardless of the consequences.

However, Chen Zhenwen stood there as steady as a rock. No matter how Zhou Xuemei struggled, his firm hands were like a rooted tree, not moving at all.

Seeing his wife furious, Chen Zhenwen frowned, with a helpless tone, and turned to Zheng Cuihua and pleaded: "Zheng Cuihua, can't you say less? Do you enjoy making this family restless and deliberately making your sister-in-law unhappy?"

Although his words were soft, they could not hide his anxiety and powerlessness. He tried to calm this sudden storm with the voice of reason.

After hearing this, Zheng Cuihua's eyes flashed with determination. She straightened her spine and said without flinching, "I, Zheng Cuihua, will not allow myself to be bullied. If she lays hands on me again, I will immediately go to the government to seek justice. Let's see how long she can be so arrogant!"