A sweet military marriage, Reborn 1980’s hot daughter-in-law is in charge

The winter of 1996 in Shaanxi Province was particularly cold.

That night, large tracts of snowflakes fell from the black night like splashing ink, and kept falling.

When I opened the door in the morning, I saw that the sky was pale and gray, and a row of ice pillars as thick as a child's wrist hung under the eaves.The willow trees with all their fallen leaves are covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars.

The air seemed to solidify, and when you exhaled, it instantly turned into mist.

The luxurious villa of the richest man in Zhoushui County is located in a place with excellent Feng Shui on the South Street of the village.

It is said that when this villa was built, a Taoist priest was asked to read the Feng Shui and calculate the auspicious times.

A woman wearing a gray cotton-padded jacket huddled up and walked in the biting cold wind.

"What are you doing here, Zhaozhao?" Some villagers greeted her on the way.

"Go... to my second uncle's house." Zhou Zhaozhao lowered his head and walked forward wrapped in his own cotton-padded jacket.

"Are you asking for money again?" The man glanced at her, held his tongue and shook his head.

Zhou Zhaozhao's head lowered, "Baby...baby is sick."

Looking at the luxurious villa and then at his clothes, Zhou Zhaozhao subconsciously tugged at the hem of his clothes.

The courtyard door was not closed, and the voices of people talking in the house could still be vaguely heard.

Zhou Zhaozhao hesitated for a moment, shrunk and walked in.

There was no one in the yard, everyone was in the house. Standing at the door of the yard, you could feel the heat in the house.

A gust of cold wind blew over, and Zhou Zhaozhao shivered from the cold.

Suddenly, someone seemed to be coming out, and Zhou Zhaozhao was so frightened that he hurriedly hid in the aisle next to him.

"I think I saw that bitch," the second aunt Guo Fengqin's voice also came over, "She's unlucky."

The door snapped shut.

"I just don't understand why you still have to give her money every month," Guo Fengqin said impatiently in the room, "A bitch still has to give her money every month to support her."

Zhou Zhaozhao was stunned. In her impression, although her second aunt sometimes spoke harshly, she was not so mean.

But what shocked her even more was the sound that followed.

"It's just 20 yuan, so I'm just sending a beggar away," my second uncle Zhou Zhengwu said with a smile, "Besides, 20 yuan can buy me a reputation as a great benefactor, so why not?"

"That's right," my cousin Zhou Minmin on the side also chimed in, "red flowers need green leaves to match, and Zhou Zhaozhao is the rotten leaf to accompany me."

"An idiot, just like my dead brother," Zhou Zhengwu smiled sarcastically. Maybe because of drinking, he talked a lot today, "Big brother was very grateful to me before I choked him to death."

"What kind of factory gives me half?" He picked up the wine cup, took a sip of wine, and said with a sneer, "I care about the half? If you want me, you want all of it."

"That short-lived ghost didn't know until his death that I designed his car accident and that I broke the brakes on purpose." Zhou Zhengwu burst into laughter.

"When I covered him with the quilt, his eyes were wide open and he looked at me, refusing to close his eyes."

"Okay, you should drink less in the future." Guo Fengqin hurriedly supported him, "If outsiders hear this..."

"You are not afraid even if you hear me." Zhou Zhengwu drunkenly said to Guo Fengqin, "Who in the entire Zhoushui County dares to touch me?"

"I am the most powerful son of the Zhou family," Zhou Zhengwu said proudly, "Even if the county magistrate sees me, he will be three points shorter than me. Zhou Zhengwen is a loser."

Inside the house, Zhou Zhengwu was being supported by Guo Fengqin as he entered the room and kept talking, "That idiot, if she hadn't stopped him in the middle, her man Yang Weili would have sent me to prison long ago."

"Tell me, is it a good deal to pay the beggar 20 yuan a month?"

"Now who in the village doesn't call me Zhou Dashanren when they see me?" Zhou Zhengwu hissed, but the voice still came out, "Keep it, we can't let everyone die."

In the heated room inside the house, after Zhou Zhengwu finished speaking, he lay on the soft Simmons and fell asleep.

In the ice and snow outside the house, Zhou Zhaozhao sat weightless on the ground, twitching a little and tears streaming down silently.

It turns out that my father did not die in an accident at all, but was strangled to death by his own brother!

The reason is to occupy his factory and his money!

It turns out that her second uncle, whom she always thought she could trust and rely on, was actually taking advantage of her all along!

The funny thing is that she is always so grateful to them. Even the little money they give her as charity every month is too embarrassing for her to take, and she can’t lift her head every time!

Zhou Zhaozhao hates him so much!

It turns out that she has been treating the thief as her father for so many years!

And Yang Weili...she was sorry for him after all!

She clenched her fists, which were blue from the cold, and burst into tears.

Why is she so stupid!

……

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, people in Zhoushui County will make salty Laba porridge with eight ingredients including Laba beans made from corn dregs, pork belly, tofu, garlic sprouts and carrots.

On this day, Zhou Zhaozhao put on his cleanest clothes and went out with the Laba porridge he had just made.

Zhou Zhaozhao completely inherited his mother's good craftsmanship, and the Laba porridge is particularly delicious every year.

This is what Zhou Zhengwu likes.

So every year on Laba Day, she would make Laba porridge early and bring it to Zhou Zhengwu’s family.

This is also the only time in a year that she has the opportunity to sit here and eat.

"Second uncle, is this Laba porridge delicious?" Zhou Zhaozhao looked at Zhou Zhengwu with his bright apricot eyes.

Zhou Zhengwu put down the bowl with a satisfied look on his face.

"Of course it's good what you did..." Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"You bitch." Zhou Zhengwu covered his cramped stomach, and black and red blood flowed out of his mouth, "Why do you want to hurt me!"

Guo Fengqin wanted to get up and hit Zhou Zhaozhao, but the next second he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Mom and Dad, I don't want to die." Zhou Minmin cried and begged while vomiting blood.

Zhou Zhaozhao looked at the family of three lying on the ground begging in pain, with a long-lost smile on his face.

"Dad, Mom," she raised her head and said to the sky, "my daughter is unfilial, and now she kills your enemies for you."

"I...I don't want to...die..." Zhou Zhengwu lay on the ground twitching, black blood pouring out of his mouth.

It didn't take long for the luxury villa to calm down.

At some point outside the house, it started to snow again.

In the room, Zhou Zhaozhao soon lost consciousness.

Children, don’t be greedy. After Laba Festival, it’s New Year. How many days can you drink Laba porridge...

She seemed to hear her mother's voice, humming nursery rhymes while making Laba porridge.

Outside the yard, my father chased my younger brother. The younger brother ran and begged for mercy, "I will never break my sister's things again."

……

Zhou Zhaozhao smiled happily.

I believe everything will settle down,

I really want to go home now,

It's dark and I want to cry...