Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 473 - Chapter 473: Hit Her

Chapter 473 - Chapter 473: Hit Her

Chapter 473: Hit Her

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Because Su Xie had to get up at dawn to make the steamed cake and deliver it to He Yulan, she was the first to get up in the family. Therefore, she knew what her family had done.

“Big sister, don’t you know?” Su Xiu asked curiously, “Brother-in-law gets up early every day to exercise!” As she spoke, he looked at the sky and then at the firewood piled up in the courtyard again. She added, “Look, brother-in-law helped me chop the firewood back after training.”

Su Wen was speechless. It was extremely awkward. Now that she said that, it made her seem even lazier.

However, she really could not change her habit of lazing in bed!

As they were talking, Zhou Hengyang stood up from the outside. He was wearing a gray s.h.i.+rt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. There were beads of sweat on his forehead and good-looking cheeks.

Su Xiu hurriedly stuffed the cold water that she had prepared into Su Wen’s hands and pushed her. “Quick, brother-in-law worked so hard. Pa.s.s it to him.”

Su Wen obediently went forward and handed it to him. She cursed in her heart that she was no longer the most popular in the family. Ever since a certain someone came back, he had seriously threatened her position of being in charge.

Now, she even had to do things like serving tea and water herself.

Zhou Hengyang took the cup and drank slowly. His slender neck looked even more elegant and attractive because of the way he drank.

Su Wen was dumbfounded. She only reacted after he finished drinking the water and stuffed the cup into her hand.

“Hehehe…” It was too awkward. Su Wen smiled foolishly at Zhou Hengyang, causing him to ruffle her hair helplessly.

“Why are you daydreaming so early in the morning?”

“I’m not daydreaming.” She was just dumbfounded.

“After food, come with me to town and contact Spring Breeze Publis.h.i.+ng House.”

“Okay!” For some reason, Su Wen felt that the male protagonist was gritting his teeth when he mentioned the words ‘Spring Breeze’.

Just as Su Wen was at home was.h.i.+ng her hands and wiping the table for breakfast, Zhang Chunxiang also arrived home and started instructing Su Pingping to make breakfast. Su Xuewu was a person who had never done housework. When he arrived home, he would laze around and start eating.

He did not drink too much in the morning, just one or two cups and he was living a good life.

The others did not receive such high treatment, especially Su Pingping. Ever since Su Pingping learned how to do housework at the age of ten, Zhang Chunxiang rarely did housework. Recently, because Su Pingfan did not get into university, she was angry at Su Pingping and ordered her around.

Of the three children in the family, Su Pingping was the only daughter. Logically speaking, she should have doted, but Zhang Chunxiang valued boys over girls. A piece of meat was divided into three portions: one for herself, one for Su Pingfan, and one for her youngest son, Niu Niu.

Su Pingping could forget about dreaming of it.

“Why isn’t the meal ready yet?” Zhang Chunxiang had been provoked at Su

Wen’s house. When she came back, she vented her anger at Su Pingping. She went around looking for trouble. When she saw something she did not like, she picked up a broom and beat Su Pingping up.

Logically speaking, Su Pingping was already an eighteen-year-old girl. She had long since dropped out of school to do housework and farm work. They have already started talking about her in-laws, so Zhang Chunxiang should not have hit her just like that.

Therefore, Zhang Chunxiang felt a little regretful. She did not treat her daughter like this in the past.

It was all because her daughter had been siding with outsiders recently and speaking to Su Wen, which made her angry.

“Hurry up and cook for me. I’m going to the toilet.”

Zhang Chunxiang threw down her broom and ran to the toilet, panting. Her family’s latrine was built with cement bricks, the kind that was very common in the countryside. Every household had one. Behind it was a large pit of manure that could be used to nourish the land..