So Wang Cuihua could only swallow her anger. She didn't dare to argue or resist, because the family still depended on this man. Wiping her tears, she choked out, "I... I'll go make you some ginger soup!"
"Then what are you waiting for?" Wang Dadan snapped. "Hurry up! If anything happens to me, don't even think about having a good life."
Tears and snot running down her face, Wang Cuihua went to make ginger soup for Wang Dadan, afraid he would beat her if she stayed any longer.
Wang Dadan drank the ginger soup Wang Cuihua made, broke into a sweat, and started to feel a bit warmer.
Once he regained some strength, Wang Dadan's tone softened. "Hurry up and wash these clothes and shoes of mine," he said. "If anyone asks, just say I didn't go anywhere tonight. I was right here at home."
"What on earth did you do out there? You can't keep everything from me!" Wang Cuihua said, mustering her courage. 'Whatever made Wang Dadan panic like this must be serious.'
