Zhao Jiner was extremely embarrassed. She hurriedly kindled a fire to bake her clothes dry and urged Grandma Sun to set off on her journey.,The house wasn't large, but it was very clean. In the early autumn season, the kang had already been warmed up.,Zhao Jin'er was a little surprised. At fourteen years old, she had never seen any man in Meng Village speak their grievances to their wives. Her uncle, however, would punch his wife whenever they disagreed.。