How come he doesn't want it for his mother, but when it comes to his daughter-in-law, her mother wants her?
The two mother and son went to the main room. As soon as they sat down, Zhao's mother briefly talked about one thing.
"A few days ago, Wang Laowu came to the house to steal something and was beaten badly by your wife. Your father sent him to the police station. I heard that the punishment was severe and he was sentenced to one year."
Wang Laowu came to the house to steal things and was beaten severely by his wife?
Zhao Tianlei now had the urge to kill.
This Wang Laowu dared to come and steal things while he was not at home. Who gave him the courage?
"It was your father who insisted on sending him to the police station. He was afraid that if you found out about this, he would go and deal with Wang Laowu. If something happened, what would happen to your wife and children?"
Father Zhao told Mother Zhao about this in the first place. As a parent, how can you not know what kind of temperament your youngest son has?
If Wang Laowu goes to jail, even if he comes out, his reputation will be ruined.
But if Wang Laowu had not gone to jail, then Lao San would have probably broken his hands or legs.
"Even if this matter is over, he has already had his retribution. Did you hear what I said?"
Yes, now he has a wife and children.
If we go in because of this, what will our wife and children do?
He had only been away for less than a month, and someone wanted to come to his door to cause trouble. You can imagine what life would be like for the three of them, mother and son, if he went in.
"Mom, I understand."
Mother Zhao simply recounted Wang Laowu's misery, "Wang Laowu was dislocated by your wife's thugs and even fainted from the pain. Your wife put a stick in your room."
Deserve it.
Mother Zhao also said one thing, "Your daughter-in-law went to town to pick up a package and heard that her mother-in-law mailed her a lot of good things."
"This is my father-in-law's heart-warming smile."
Mother Zhao had no way to refute this. The third daughter-in-law's mother-in-law's family did mail a lot of things to the third daughter-in-law. This is a fact.
"By the way, your father said that we wanted to separate the family. Dashu bullied Dabao and Xiaobao before. Dashu's mother even had a fight with your wife. Your second brother also gave Dashu a beating. Your father said that Dashu
It’s time for the big branches to separate.”
Separate the family?
Does the big tree bully Dabao and Xiaobao?
The second sister-in-law came to the door and had a fight with her?
Is Dashu being bullied by his own cousin?
The second sister-in-law is still reasonable, so she comes to her door?
It seems that as soon as he goes out, anyone dares to come to his door.
Mother Zhao is not complaining, she is telling the truth, and she does not want the two brothers to make things ugly.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao's mother asked to leave, "I'll go back first."
After seeing off Zhao's mother, Zhao Tianlei went to Dabao's room and asked Dashu about bullying them.
"Dabao, tell dad, does Dashu often bully your brothers?"
These words made the two brothers look at each other, "Dashu said that we went to grandpa's house to beg for food. Mom didn't open the door for two days and we were hungry."
Closed for two days?
The two younger ones didn't know that their mother was sick.
When I'm really hungry, I go to my parents' place to eat.
The second sister-in-law thought she was a hero of the old Zhao family just because she had a big tree, so she made bitter remarks to try to get rid of the elder sister-in-law.
Dashu learned something from his second sister-in-law.
"Have you ever thought about it, mom didn't open the door for two days, might she be feeling uncomfortable?"
Dabao nodded, "We only found out after mom was woken up by us."
After hearing Dabao's words, Zhao Tianlei stretched out his big hand and touched Dabao's head. They were still young. After failing the college entrance examination again this time, his wife made trouble with him, and the children were also frightened.