Meng's mother was right—if Tang Maolin had the habit of beating his wife, he could do so at his old home without anyone meddling. But now, they were living at a relative's place, beating someone in front of relatives—who was that performance for?
She had only been delayed at Sauce Garden for about an hour, and what exactly had happened during this time?
Just then, Ding, who was sitting on the ground crying with only exhalations and no inhalations, suddenly spoke up.
Clutching her chest as if overwhelmed with grief, she wailed, "Didn't I just ask an extra question? If I shouldn't ask, you could have just told me properly, why did you have to hit me? At home, my father and mother wouldn't even bear to lay a finger on me. After marrying you for so many years, in the end, I'm met with a bang on the head with a stool, wuu wuu wuu..."
Before she could finish, she burst into tears again.