The moment Zhao Youcai entered the house, Wang Meilan froze in shock. For a split second, only one thought flashed through her mind: 'What in the world is this filthy, dark thing?'
"Meilan, I'm back."
Only when she heard his voice did Wang Meilan snap out of it. She rushed over to Zhao Youcai in two strides and started pounding on his body with both fists.
As she pummeled him, she cursed, "You heartless jerk! I told you not to go, I told you! But you had to... look at the sorry state you're in..."
Zhao Youcai remained silent, his face a mask of profound remorse, letting Wang Meilan hit and curse him as she pleased.
Having been married for over twenty years, Zhao Youcai knew this was no time to talk back, and certainly no time to crack a smile.
At the Li Family's home next door, Li Dayong was also receiving a stern lecture from Jin Xiaomei.
Just then, Li Baoyu burst into the house like a whirlwind and started pulling things out from behind the dish rack in the outer room.
