After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed-Chapter 214 - Are You Stupid

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Chapter 214: Chapter 214 Are You Stupid

Chapter 214 -214 Are You Stupid

The girls hastily ran out of the courtyard upon hearing Jiang Mianmian’s words.

But when they reached the gate, Zhaodi suddenly turned around and ran back.

Jiang Mianmian: “…”

Zhaodi, are you stupid?!

Even Sun Lixia was stunned for a moment, then she couldn’t help but burst into a smug laugh, thinking Zhaodi knew she would be beaten even worse after running back.

The next second, she was knocked to the ground by Zhaodi with full force like a cannonball.

Unfortunately, there was a big rock on the ground, hitting right on her lower back: “Ah!”

And inadvertently, she also knocked over the water bucket behind her, pouring all the cold water on herself: “Ah, ah, ah!! Zhaodi, you dead girl, I will skin you alive!!”

Zhaodi looked at Sun Lixia with great satisfaction, finding herself suddenly feeling refreshed, as she finally took her revenge, thinking, how dare you mess with me.

Da Ya and Er Ya knew they had stirred up trouble and quickly went to help her: “Third Aunt, get up quickly and go change into some clean clothes.”

This is bad, Zhaodi is really going to get a severe beating now!

Just then, the Jiang family members returned home from the meeting, chatting and laughing, only to stop abruptly upon seeing the mess in the courtyard.

They were only gone for an hour, what on earth happened here?

Jiang Changtao, seeing his wife in such a disheveled state, frowned and walked over to ask, “Wife, what happened to you?”

Sun Lixia instantly put on an aggrieved face and wailed, “Oh, I’m done for, you’re finally back, I’ve been bullied to death by them.”

“What happened? Tell us clearly, what are you howling for?” Zhang Guihua scolded irritably, worried about the neighbors witnessing this spectacle and laughing at them.

“Mom, Dad, you have to stand up for me. Zhaodi really is out of control now, she doesn’t want to do any chores at home. She says I, her third aunt, can’t order her around and even knocked me over like this,” Sun Lixia complained, exaggerating the story as she clutched her waist.

Without even asking, Zhang Guihua glared fiercely at Zhaodi: “Oh, Zhaodi, you actually dared to raise your hand against an adult. Today, you will wash all the clothes by yourself, and you’re not allowed to eat dinner.”

Zhaodi didn’t offer any explanation and turned to walk outside, carrying a basin full of dirty clothes.

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She knew that the old lady, once biased towards the Third Branch, would never believe anything she said, and she couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath.

If only she weren’t so young, and her parents were willing to split from the family, she wouldn’t have to endure such humiliation here!

“Grandma, it’s not like that, Zhaodi didn’t—”

Da Ya and Er Ya tried to explain, but the old lady didn’t want to hear any of it: “You two also hurry up and clean the courtyard, there’s water everywhere.”

Only then did Sun Lixia enter the house with a proud smirk, ready to change her clothes.

Zhao Xiaojuan watched Zhaodi’s slender figure walking away and whispered a plea to her mother-in-law: “Mom, Zhaodi has just recovered her health. Can you just punish her with extra chores instead of not allowing her to eat?”

In the mindset she had been raised with since childhood, it was right for girls to do chores, and it was wrong to backtalk elders for any reason.

“I think she’s quite healthy, considering she knocked over her third aunt like that. She’s so young and already rebelling against her elders, even daring to get physical. If we don’t discipline her now, what will become of her later?” Zhang Guihua rebuked angrily.

Zhao Xiaojuan was left speechless by her mother-in-law’s scolding, hanging her head low, not daring to say another word.

Jiang Mianmian pursed her lips, feeling a sudden surge of anger and sorrow, but she knew that even if she tried to intercede, it would be futile.

In their grandparents’ eyes, who favored sons over daughters, it didn’t matter whether the girls were in the wrong; they could be scolded and beaten at any time.