Chapter 143
"Killing a thousand knives! Who put the wooden barrel next to the stove? I don't know how to move it. It's so late, it's dark, and the kitchen is dark, and no one can see it. It's not like I bumped into it when I was walking! Look! All the bowls were thrown to the ground!"

Su Wanniang was still swearing like she didn't know it, and then she exclaimed, "Oh my god! Why is this bowl so hard to drop! Mom, it's all broken!"

Su Wanniang was not the only one who made her cry, she took a closer look and saw the ceramic shards all over the floor, it seemed that it wasn't the bowl that was broken, but her heart.

For a moment, Mrs. Su almost fainted. Those were more than twenty pairs of bowls!
It's really incomplete, it's all broken!

"You bastard, let's see if I don't beat you to death!" Mrs. Su cursed, but now she still has the strength to really hit someone, she is almost out of breath from being injured by a piece of debris on the ground. .

Those bowls were all bought with silver. Usually, the ignorant children at home would be scolded for a long time when they played with them, but Su Wanniang threw them all on the ground and broke them!

"What? It's my fault?" Su Wanniang put down her sleeves, not to mention, she was a little cold, and her tone was dissatisfied, "Who insisted on asking me to wash the dishes? You are really sincere enough to carry it all the way here! Also, who deliberately put the wooden bucket in front of the stove? Don’t you know that people have to pass by when washing dishes? I don’t know how to light a candle when washing dishes in the dark day. Am I actually doing the dishes on purpose to make me fall?"

Su Wanniang patted her chest with a look of fear, "Fortunately, I didn't fall, otherwise, if I fell on these broken bowls, I would fall to my death!"

"Why can't I fall to your death~ Why can't I fall to your death~" Old lady Su cried out directly, pointing at Su Wanniang and scolding, she cried and scolded at the same time, at first glance, it sounded like singing, let Su Wanniang wanted to laugh but couldn't help it, it was very hard.

"That's right! You can't drop these bowls even if you fall to death! If you drop the bowls that the whole family eats, what do you want the family to use tomorrow?" After hearing the sound, Mr. Su was so angry that he almost didn't raise his hand to throw Su Wanniang, but It was also because there were too many people crowded in front, so I gave up.

Su's second child, Su Changwang, was dumbfounded. He followed his wife Zhao Qiulan and stood in the crowd, staring blankly at the debris on the ground, not knowing what to say anymore.

"Who made the dinner! Who put the barrel next to the stove!" Su Wanniang put her hands on her hips and began to ask the teacher, "Whoever made it is whoever made it difficult for the whole family. They want the whole family to have no bowls to eat!"

The bowl looked unsafe, but the whole family, even Mrs. Su, never suspected that Su Wanniang did it on purpose, not the innocence and anger she showed.

Also, who would have thought that the bowls of these 20 people would be thrown at will, who could do it in the farmer's house?
However, Mrs. Su and others still have a submissive impression of Su Wanniang. Even if they talk more now than before, don't they all say that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change?In their opinion, how could Su Wanniang's temperament be changed so easily?
What's more, no one dared to think about such a thing as dropping the whole family's bowl.

But they didn't know that the Su Wanniang standing in front of them was no longer the submissive and timid Su Wanniang. The arrogant fat woman in front of them was not afraid of trouble, but just too lazy to find trouble!
Of course, Su Wanniang's acting is also top-notch, her eyes are slightly red, and she is about to drip, but she is trying not to cry, very wronged, very angry, making people think that she was really tripped by a wooden barrel and fell up.

Mrs. Su had already cried so much that her anus and intestines were broken, she was as heartbroken as if her wife died and her young son was lost.

"I made the dinner, but I didn't put the bucket!" Well, Zhao Qiulan made the dinner, but there are still many younger daughters-in-law who help, so naturally, she left it clean.

 Thank you book friends for growing old with you and the false image is always very warm for your reward~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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