At this moment, Tan Zhongzhong was painfully kneeling beside the bed, while the matriarch of the Li Clan was nursing, still giving Tan Zhongzhong glares from time to time.
It was bad enough that he went and crouched in the corner, but why did he have to tear someone else's window paper?
What infuriated her most was that he had actually compensated five Wen Money!
Now they had Xiao Fu, and they needed to send Xiao Fu to study, which would inevitably cost Silver.
Tan Zhongzhong was miserably depressed, he was covered in injuries, and they hadn't even applied medicine to him, but at least let him lie in bed, otherwise, he really might die!
But whenever his wife got angry, her milk supply was insufficient, so he could only kneel beside the bed to appease her.
It had been half an hour, and his legs had gone from sore to numb.
"Wife, please forgive me," Tan Zhongzhong pleaded.
