"Ah..."
That day, just as Zhang Zhaodi sat down, Guo Xiaotao suddenly sprang up and grabbed her hair with one hand, scratching her face fiercely with the other, "You money-wasting brat, little wench, you cook eggs only for my dad, not for me. How dare you not give me food? I'll scratch you to death."
Zhang Zhaodi was used to farm work and had a good amount of strength. Initially, she was caught off guard by Guo Xiaotao's attack and had no preparation.
After Guo Xiaotao hit her several times, Zhang Zhaodi reacted and grabbed one of Guo Xiaotao's legs and yanked it hard, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
The small hand that was clutching Zhang Zhaodi's hair instinctively loosened.
Zhang Zhaodi's hand reached into Guo Xiaotao's clothes, violently twisting the flesh on his stomach and legs.
Though she was hitting him, Zhang Zhaodi was careful not to hit his face, fearing that her mother-in-law would see it when she returned home from work and would beat her.
