Husband, Let Me Touch Your Abs

Chapter 7

When Zhao Xiaonian and Zhao Xiaodou returned home, the meal was just ready.

Seeing the two of them leave with high spirits but return dejected, Lu Yao couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

"Nothing, nothing," Zhao Xiaonian didn't dare to admit that she had gotten into a fight.

"Wash your hands and eat. After the meal, I'll go to Second Sister-in-Law's house to ask how to cut the fabric." Compared to pants, making clothes was much more challenging. The original body had no experience in sewing, and one wrong cut could ruin the cloth. With such scarce resources at home, he couldn't afford to waste anything.

Hearing that their sister-in-law was going to make new clothes for them, the two children forgot their troubles and happily ran to get their bowls.

As they were eating, a loud shout came from outside, "The Zhao family's little bastards, come out here!"

Zhao Xiaodou trembled, nearly dropping her clay bowl.

Lu Yao frowned and put down his bowl, "Who's speaking outside?"

"The shameless little bastards, born by a mother but raised by no one, dare to cause trouble at my house!" Grandma Song cursed and kicked open the door.

Her voice was sharp and piercing, quickly drawing out the neighbors nearby.

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise all of a sudden?"

Zhao Xiaonian quickly finished the last few bites of her meal and rushed out. "Who are you calling names!"

Grandma Song pushed her grandson forward, "Did you hit Song Ping?"

"I did it, so what!"

"Everyone heard her admit it! The little beast went to someone else's house to bully them. Your mother died early, so I'll teach you a lesson!" Grandma Song tried to rush in to hit someone.

Zhao Xiaonian was startled and turned to run back inside.

"My children don't need others to discipline them!" A clear voice rang out from inside, as Lu Yao led Zhao Xiaodou out.

Upon seeing him, the crowd gasped in amazement.

They had heard that Zhao Beichuan's husband was handsome, but they never expected him to look like this! How could someone who grew up eating millet be so refined?

Widow Song hated his delicate appearance and thought, 'Why didn't he hang himself!'

Grandma Song glared at Lu Yao, "Your child hit my grandson. What do you think about this?"

The neighbors whispered among themselves. Children fighting was common, and no serious injuries were sustained, so it wasn't worth causing such a scene.

But the problem was that Zhao Xiaonian and her brother went to someone else's house to fight, which was indeed excessive.

Lu Yao said, "I'd like to know why my Xiaonian took her brother out to play and ended up fighting at your house."

"She stole our plums!" Song Ping interjected.

"Your mother said she would give us plums, so we went!"

"That's impossible. My mother wouldn't even give me any, why would she give them to you two?"

Zhao Xiaonian angrily replied, "How should I know? If your mother hadn't stopped Xiaodou and me, we wouldn't have gone to your house!"

Grandma Song immediately pulled her daughter-in-law out, "Did you invite them over for plums?"

The widow looked at her mother-in-law's stern gaze and stammered, "No... no..."