After receiving the memories, Jun Jiuli found the original host's phone and checked her WeChat balance: 3 yuan and 8 jiao.
Over the past three years of being a housewife, the original host had used her own savings to cover the household's property management fees, gas, water, and electricity bills, the child's milk powder, diapers, and clothing expenses, household food expenses, and even the gas money for Yang Jinhan's commute.
After undergoing a D&C procedure at the hospital, she was left with only 3 yuan and 8 jiao. She couldn't even afford a taxi and had to grit her teeth and walk home step by step, all the while contemplating how to ask Yang Jinhan for money.
The original host was truly foolish, to the point where Jun Jiuli had to admire her perseverance. After taking over this body, she had used her powers to alleviate some discomfort, but even now, she still felt very unwell.
Just then, Yang's mother began pounding on the door from the outside.
"Are you lying there like a corpse? My son is about to get off work, and you're still not out to cook. Just a country girl, yet you think you're a pampered princess."
Bang, bang, bang, "Come out quickly. If you don't come out, I'll break down the door. It was just a minor surgery, what are you pretending to be dead for? I've found a very effective old Chinese doctor for you. Just obediently drink the medicine, and this time you'll definitely give birth to a son. If you don't listen, I'll have Jinhan divorce you."
At this moment, Yang Zhixu, who was playing with toys alone in the living room, heard the commotion and toddled over.
"Grandma, don't scold Mommy. Mommy works very hard every day. Mommy just had surgery and is in a lot of pain. If you need anything done, please tell Zhizhi."
"You little girl, don't get in my way. What pain is your mother in? It's her own incompetence that she lost the baby she was carrying. Such a waste of all my expensive pregnancy-preserving medicine." Yang's mother then poked Yang Zhixu's head a few times.
"Wuwuwu~, Grandma is bad."
"What are you crying about, acting like you're at a funeral? You're a jinx, shut up, you'll cry away our Yang family's luck." Saying this, she reached out to push Xiao Zhixu again.
Just then, Jun Jiuli opened the door and grabbed Yang's mother by the neck. She choked her until her eyes rolled back and she was about to suffocate before she stopped.
She threw her away, tossing her onto the ground. At this moment, Xiao Zhixu came over and hugged Jun Jiuli's thigh.
"Mommy, don't hit people. Hitting people is wrong. Nannan is scared."
Jun Jiuli crouched down and stroked her fluffy head. "Nannan, be good, everything is fine now. Mommy isn't hitting anyone anymore, just discussing some things with Grandma. Will you go play in the living room?"
"Okay, and then Mommy will come play with Nannan after she's done, okay?"
"Yes, you're so good, go on now."
Jun Jiuli grabbed Yang's mother by the hair and dragged her into the master bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door and proceeded to beat her soundly, forcing her to crawl up and cry out in pain.
"You dare to hit me? I'll definitely make Hanhan divorce you."
Jun Jiuli slapped her and said, "Divorce then, who's afraid of whom?"
After the beating, Jun Jiuli began searching the room for Yang Jinhan's salary card. The mother and son were quite cunning. Yang Jinhan's salary card was processed with Yang's mother's ID. When Xu Zhuozhuo was working, the mortgage payments were transferred to Yang Jinhan, who then directly transferred the money to his mother as pocket money. The house payments were only deducted from his salary card.
This way, even if they divorced, there would be no evidence of Xu Zhuozhuo repaying the mortgage. The Yang family would only say that her money was used for household expenses. She wouldn't get a single cent of the house.
After finding the card, Jun Jiuli easily learned the password and used Yang's mother's phone to transfer all the money in the card to her own account. There was a total of 800,000 yuan in it.
Yang's mother was heartbroken, but she dared not speak because she was afraid of being beaten again.
Jun Jiuli checked the time; it was already five in the afternoon. She ordered takeout and went to the living room to play with little Yang Zhixu.
The name sounded ominous. Tomorrow, she would have Yang Jinhan, that scoundrel, accompany her to the household registration office to change the child's name. (Changing a child's name requires the mutual agreement of both parents.)
"007, give our Nannan a nice name."
"Okay, host. Let me think... how about Xu Baobao?"
"Can you take this seriously? Xu Baobao doesn't even sound as good as Xu Nannan."
007: "Then how about Xu Nannan?"
"I think that's fine."
The takeout arrived soon, with all the mother and daughter's favorite dishes. The mother and daughter happily ate dinner, ignoring Yang's mother groaning in the master bedroom.
After dinner, Jun Jiuli took Nannan to the bedroom for a nap. Just as she had lulled the little one to sleep, Yang Jinhan burst in angrily.
As soon as he entered, he saw Jun Jiuli, pale-faced, leaning against the bedside.
"What are you pretending for? It was just a minor D&C surgery. Who are you trying to impress by acting like this? When my mother gave birth to me, she was working the fields the same day, and she didn't act like this. You're not some pampered princess, so why are you so weak?" Seeing that Jun Jiuli didn't reply, he continued.
"Xu Zhuozhuo, you've gotten bold! You actually dared to hit my mother. Also, I've been working hard outside all day, and you haven't even cooked a meal. Do you still want to continue this marriage?"
Before he entered, Jun Jiuli had placed a sound-insulating talisman on the child.
"If you want to continue, we continue. If not, then so be it. I don't owe you anything, so why should I cook for you?"
"You don't work, you just stay home and take care of the child. What's wrong with cooking for me?"
"Yang Jinhan, how dare you say that? I don't work, so what? Have I spent a single penny of yours? Haven't I been paying for all the household expenses? You're just a gigolo who lives off women. And you want to freeload and act tough about it!"
Yang Jinhan's face turned red with anger. Unable to argue, he directly reached out to grab Jun Jiuli.
"I think you need a beating every few days, like they say. Women always need to be disciplined."
But he struggled for a long time, and Jun Jiuli remained seated steadily on the bed. Yang Jinhan thought to himself, what the hell? Why is this woman so strong today?
Jun Jiuli unhurriedly got out of bed and kicked him hard in the lower regions, sending him sprawling to the ground. She then forcefully stomped on him. Yang Jinhan let out a pig-like scream, but this was just the beginning.
Jun Jiuli found his "Seven Wolf" brand belt in the wardrobe and began to whip him with it. However, Jun Jiuli was quite honorable and didn't hit his face, as they needed to go to the household registration office to change Nannan's name tomorrow.
Yang's mother next door heard her son's heart-wrenching screams and wanted to intervene. However, she didn't even have the strength to stand up. She also dared not make a sound, fearing another beating.
Thus, both mother and son spent the night sleeping on the cold floor.
The next morning, due to his physical condition, Yang Jinhan took leave. Jun Jiuli ordered steamed buns, plain buns, and two bowls of preserved egg and lean meat congee for breakfast. She and her daughter ate heartily. After breakfast, she took out two buns that had been frozen in the refrigerator for half an hour and served one with a large scallion to each of them. This was the breakfast for Yang Jinhan and his mother.
"Zhuozhuo, I want something warm. Aren't there leftovers from those steamed buns? Can I have them?"
Jun Jiuli gave him a disdainful look and, before Nannan noticed, kicked him in the chest, signaling with her eyes that he was not to make a sound, or face the consequences. Yang Jinhan obediently endured the kick without a sound and miserably gnawed on the cold bun in his hand.
Yang's mother saw her son raise an objection and then get beaten, so she didn't dare to speak up and remained very obedient.
"Jinhan, don't blame me. Didn't your mother say that people from the north like this combination of scallions and buns? She also said you wouldn't get tired of eating it for a lifetime. It was my fault as a daughter-in-law for not being considerate before, serving you three dishes and a soup every meal. From now on, as long as I'm here, it will always be buns with scallions for every meal. Don't you think I'm a responsible wife?"
Yang Jinhan nodded aggrievedly and praised repeatedly, "Zhuozhuo is the most responsible wife and daughter-in-law in the world. It would be even better if you didn't hit people (very quietly)."
"What did you say? Speak up, I didn't hear you clearly."
"N-nothing. Zhuozhuo, let's hurry and go to change our daughter's name."
"That's more like it."
Before leaving, Jun Jiuli specifically instructed Yang's mother, "We're leaving. You are not allowed to sneak any food at home. Otherwise, when I get back, I'll beat your son. Don't harbor any侥幸心理. Also, when I return, I expect to see three dishes and a soup waiting for me on the table."
"Yes, yes. You two hurry and go, I'll definitely do it. I'll cook what Zhuozhuo likes."
Seeing Xu Zhuozhuo leave the house, Yang's mother instantly felt relieved. She checked the time and realized she should hurry to the market to buy groceries. Otherwise, if she didn't have the dishes ready when Xu Zhuozhuo returned, she would definitely get beaten.
Yang Jinhan's salary card had been taken by Jun Jiuli, and even the payment apps on her phone had been emptied. Now, the adoptive mother could only use her own savings, which she had set aside for her coffin, to buy groceries.
Although she was very reluctant, it was worth it if it meant she and her son could suffer less.