Wang Cuifang snorted coldly.

Hateful eyes scrutinized Yang Huamei's body, which was as fat as a water tank.

"I have no other requests for you, just one."

Wang Cuifua continued.

"Your body is too fat, it will be difficult to get pregnant in the future."

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“You need to slim down, so you can give birth to children and start a family for Old Wang.”

Hearing the words "opening branches and spreading leaves," Yang Huamei also felt a little embarrassed.

Fidgeting there nervously.

Yang Huamei, I heard that at your parents' home, you sleep until the sun is three poles high?

Wang Cuiflower continued to ask.

"From tomorrow on, when the rooster crows for the second time, you have to get up."

“Washing, cooking, cleaning pigpens, feeding pigs, washing dishes after meals, and sweeping the yard.”

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"Ah?"

Yang Huamei's eyes widened in astonishment.

"How come there's so much to do? I'll be exhausted!"

She clicked her tongue, shaking her head repeatedly: “I won’t do it!”

You have no choice but to do it!

Wang Cuiflower slapped the table beside her.

The crisp sound startled Yang Huamei.

Looking at Wang Jia's eldest sister with a fierce look, Yang Huamei's eyes showed fear.

"Alright, alright, I'll do it. Why are you so fierce..." she muttered.

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Wang Cuifang continued, "Congee can only be eaten half a bowl, and the flatbread can only be eaten half. Lunch is one bowl, and you can't have more..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

“Don’t worry, big sister, I can’t eat much rice and bread.”

Yang Huamei interrupted Wang Cuifang's words.

She waved her arm dismissively: “They eat that stuff, I’ll just whip up a few scrambled eggs to make do!”

　Scrambled eggs?

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Make do?

The Wang sisters rolled their eyes.

Is it really good that father and mother brought this kind of woman back as a wife for my brother?

Is Yang Huamei a bit airheaded?

Is it still two missing?

"Sis, you rest for a bit, I'll talk to her."

Wang Chunhua on the side stood up.

Unlike Wang Cuifang's fiery spirit, Wang Chunhua was not talkative and wasn't particularly eloquent.

But Wang Chunhua is not a vague person.

Last time the two sisters went to Old Yang's house and made a scene.

Wang Cuifang was fighting with her words, while Wang Chunhua, silent and unyielding, rushed into Yang Huamei's house and started a physical fight.

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Yang Huamei has a shadow over Wang's second sister.

Sitting quietly, not daring to move.

Wang Chunhua repeated what Wang Cuifang had just said.

"As for the rest, even if you can't do it, you have to do it for us. Now that you are Lao Wang's wife."

“Your life and death are in the hands of my parents and Zhuan’er.”

"Listen to us, and we'll give you food and clothes. If you don't listen, we'll beat you to death."

“Our Wang family disciplines our daughters-in-law, your parents have no say in this!”

"Got it?"

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Yang Huamei nodded repeatedly: "Understood, understood..."

Wang Chunhua turned away coldly and said to Wang Cuifang, “It’s almost time, we should go.”

After finishing her words, Wang Chunhua led the way out of the room.

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Here, Wang Cuiflower stood up and came to the bed: "In the bridal chamber at night, just do whatever you want, understand?"

Yang Huamei nodded again.

When Wang Cuiflower turned around, she was seen.

A glimmer of triumph flashed across Yang Huamei's eyes, and her hand reached for the rice cake platter on the table.

Wang Cuifang suddenly turned around and snatched the two plates away.

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"No eating!"

Wang Cuiflower glared.

Yang Huamei shrank her neck.

"Big sister, I'm so hungry..."

"Didn't I have you eat dinner at night?" Wang Cuiflower asked.

A bowl of white rice steaming with hot steam, along with a bowl of meatballs and meat patties, a fish tail...

“We agreed to lose weight, to get in shape for a baby, why can't you control your mouth?”

Wang Cuiflower asked, her voice laced with frustration.

Yang Huamei rubbed her belly: "I'm full, only then will I have the energy to lose weight..."

Wang Cuifang was so angry that she gasped, "Just bear it!"

After finishing, he picked up the plate and went out of the house.

Inside, Yang Huamei pouted her lips in grievance.

"Humph, such a cheapskate!"

"Think you've won just because I took the plate away? I'll still eat!"

Yang Huamei went into the dowry quilt on that side to feel around.

She remembered that last night when she was preparing her dowry, her mother had hidden a few red-shelled eggs inside.

It's just that I'm afraid she'll be hungry at night.

Yang Huamei dug for a long time and finally managed to pull out four eggs.

Cowering behind the bed, squatting there and peeling them one by one...then gobbling them down with gusto...

Wang Shuanzi brought back two brothers-in-law full of “experience and insights”.

But she couldn't see the bride.

"Yang Huamei, where are you?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Nobody paid him any attention.

Behind the bed, however, came a strange sound.

Wang Shuanzi was taken aback, and leaned over to look in that direction.

At that moment, I suddenly saw a chubby hand desperately slapping the foot of the bed.

...accompanied by a strange, "cackle... cackle..." sound.

Wang Shuanzi hurried over.

At the sight before his eyes, he jumped in fright.

Only to see Yang Huamei lying on the ground, one hand digging at her own throat, the other hand beating forcefully against the bed leg.

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Wang Shuanzi was just about to call for someone when he caught sight of a pile of red eggshells scattered at her feet.

Suddenly understood.

"Don't worry, I'll get you some tea."

Wang Shuanzi said, getting up and running to the table, grabbing a bowl of cold tea.

She pried open Yang Huamei's mouth and poured something down her throat.

“Ah…”

Yang Huamei's eyeballs finally returned to their sockets.

“Yang Huamei, are you alright?”

Wang Shuanzi squatted on the side, anxiously asking.

“Uh!”

She let out a loud belch, her gaze finally falling on Wang Zhuanzi's face.

"Oh my!"

She gasped and recoiled.

Wang Shuanzi's face stiffened.

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Yang Huamei bumped her head on the bedpost and then came to.

The person before me is not a ghost, it's Wang Shuanzi, the woman she married.

"Go ahead, I'm going to bed!"

She got up from the ground, brushed off the dust from her red wedding dress, and said angrily.

"Okay."

Wang Shuanzi stepped aside.

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Yang Huamei squeezed out from behind the bed, leaning to one side. As she passed through the opening, she got stuck.

"Oh my goodness, this place is awfully cramped!"

She was there, puffing out her cheeks and trying hard to squeeze something out.

“Hey, come on quick, pull me up!”

Wang Shuanzi walked in front, head bowed. Hearing this, he turned around.

He pulled Yang Huamei out, panting from exhaustion himself.

He found a stool by the side and sat down, panting heavily.

On this side of the bed, Yang Huamei, who had eaten and drunk her fill, started taking off her clothes.

The grand red wedding dress Tan had spent half a month painstakingly sewing was taken off, crumpled into a ball and thrown onto the shelf.

Having shed everything else, only a set of autumn clothes remained, and Yang Huamei's 'curve' figure was fully exposed before Wang Zhuanzhi.

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Wang Shuanzi's temples jumped a few times.

He suddenly remembered the fat pig they had sold from their house earlier that year...

There, Yang Huamei lay sprawled on the bed, taking up most of the space.

The snoring started suddenly.

Wang Shuanzi got up and stood by the bed, sizing up the woman who was snoring thunderously before him. He frowned.

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He is eighteen this year.

Though frail, there are still certain needs.