This question was so shocking that Mrs. Jiang froze on the spot: "Second brother, what did you just say? Give your life back to your mother? My son, what kind of ecstasy soup did those two little prostitutes pour into you, so that you don't even want your mother?" Already?"
Speaking of sadness, the old lady's wrinkled face was full of tears: "Who did you do all this for? If you want to blame Lin Meiru, you can't give birth to a son on that piece of land. You still count on your nephews to break the basin in the future." Well, my poor mother is taking such pains."
Hearing this, the villagers sighed.
Although it is propagated everywhere that women can hold up half the sky, in the concept of the older generation in rural areas, they cannot hold their heads up without a son.
It was precisely because of the fact that the second wife had no son that the eldest brother plotted against Jiang Anan's marriage and bullied the second wife unscrupulously.
But both the big house and the old lady were wrong, because Jiang Degui didn't care at all. A person's death is like a grave, and it doesn't make much difference if someone throws a basin and someone else doesn't.
Plop!
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in succession: "Mom, this is the last time my son calls you. Please take good care of yourself from now on."
The sound of kowtowing sounded loudly in everyone's hearts, and it was like a slap on the old lady's face, causing burning pain.
"You don't recognize your mother?" The old lady's face turned pale: "Why, how could this happen?"
She rushed to the door angrily to ask her second son to divorce Lin Meiru and kick Jiang An'an out of the house, but it turned out that her son wanted to break away from her.
The old lady felt a dull pain in her heart, and her tears flowed more violently: "Xiao Er, do you really not want a mother anymore?"
The surrounding villagers also had mixed feelings.
The old lady was so partial that she killed her little son!
But looking at the old lady's gray hair, rickety figure, and hurt and sad expression, I felt that I deserved it, but I couldn't help but sympathize with her. After all, how could a son who was born in ten months of pregnancy be let go so easily?
"Wang Hehua, why don't you help your mother-in-law home quickly? The old man can't bear the cold weather." Luo Jiawang walked out of the crowd to stop the farce.
"Everyone else should go home, otherwise there will be no more pork at the end of the year."
Distributing pork is a big headache at the end of the year and something we look forward to all year long.
How can watching the excitement be worse than eating meat? The villagers did not dare to delay and left one after another, as if there were ghosts chasing them behind them.
The eldest uncle secretly resented the village chief for meddling in other people's business, and also resented the old lady for being incompetent, so she pinched her nose and took her mother-in-law away.
Although I took my mother-in-law home, she didn't care at all and didn't change her clothes. I wish the old woman had died of fever, then Lin Meiru would be the murderer.
The other sons are more stupid than the other, and they don't even care about the old lady.
So the old lady sat alone in the main room wiping tears, her body was cold and her heart was even colder.
"Cousin."
Jiang Anan stepped forward quickly and called to Jiang Zhizhi who was about to leave.
Jiang Zhizhi stared at her face with complex eyes and a distant attitude: "Do you have anything else?"
The recent chaos in the house is all thanks to Jiang Anan. But then again, it was all because Nai and her parents provoked her first, so they suffered the consequences.
Facing her cousin, she felt very complicated and couldn't help but tighten her sleeves: "If you want to ridicule my family, there is no need. They have already been punished."
"Cousin, you misunderstood," Jiang An'an handed over the jar in her hand and explained: "The breasts are still wet. You go back and coax her to change clothes first, so as not to get cold. There is brown sugar in this, and some more Please make some more brown sugar ginger water."
Jiang Anan is not a kind person, but the old lady is very old. If something happens to her, even if her family is in charge, she will bear a lifetime of notoriety.
"If Nai accidentally catches a cold, just send her to the health center and ask me to get the money."
Jiang Zhizhi pursed her lips, and her chest felt tight: "Why are you pretending to be a good person now? Why didn't your mother remember that she was older when she impulsively poured a basin of water on her just now?"
Jiang An'an: "..."
She didn't know her mother was so fierce, so she suddenly jumped out with a basin of water.
"Feel sorry."
What happened has happened, and now we can only do our best to remedy it.
Jiang Zhizhi sneered: "In order to have a good reputation, Jiang Anan, you are so damn hypocritical."
After that, he turned around and left without even looking at the brown sugar jar.
"Ah."
Jiang Anan lowered her eyes and thought with some self-loathing: She was indeed hypocritical. She specifically said these words to Jiang Zhizhi, giving her brown sugar and money. If something really happened to the old lady, there would be room to clear her name.
After all, what she learned the most in her previous life was intrigue and scheming.
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The old lady is in good health and is not as sick as the auntie expected this time, but there is something that makes her happy.
Rumors were flying all over the village. I don’t know how they spread. Everyone was saying that Jiang Anan had been touched by a gangster. The innocence of my daughter's family is ruined. How will she propose marriage in the future?
Jiang Anan had no idea what was happening in the village, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care. Anyway, the captain must be more anxious than her to find a way to help clarify the rumors.
Before eight o'clock, she had already arrived at the commune.
Unexpectedly, I encountered the first difficulty since time travel here.
The director of the commune, Chen Xingtong, looked at her several times and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, the commune didn't receive the documents from above and didn't have time to prepare the desk. I'm really sorry."
Jiang An'an looked as usual: "It doesn't matter. I'm only in the commune four days a week. The other day I have to go to the county town for a meeting. Just find a table and put it in the corner."
snort! The Dead Girl movie was deliberately targeting him.
Chen Xingtong smiled but said: "Our commune secretary is also appointed by the county. You are all cadres from the county. You must have many common topics to talk about. Let's wait for him to come back and then arrange a job for you."
After saying that, he lowered his eyes and picked up the tea cup, making it clear to see the guests off.
Jiang Anan wisely closed the door and left. After asking other officials that the secretary would not come back until he went to the city for a meeting, he asked for a few documents from the labor union and found an office to stay.
This look lasted all morning.
When the loudspeaker of the steel factory next door sounded, Jiang Anan put down the documents and followed everyone to the cafeteria.
The commune has set up a special canteen, where food stamps and meat stamps are used to prepare meals. Vegetable soup is free, and the overall price of vegetables is much cheaper than in restaurants outside.
Jiang Anan walked to the window with a smile on her face and asked pitifully: "Sister, I am a seconded clerk from the county. I didn't bring a lunch box to work on the first day. Can I borrow a large bowl?"
The aunt who cooks in the cafeteria is in her fifties, with a round face and yellowish-reddish skin. Hearing this, the eldest sister couldn't help but feel elated. She raised her head and felt her eyes light up instantly.
There is no way, the good-looking girl shines brightly in a world of gray and black.
What's more, she also called herself eldest sister very wisely. Based on the age difference between the two of them, she would probably be able to scream "big sister".
"I'm not that young. Comrade, you can just call me Aunt Hua. By the way, what's your name? Which department do you work in? It's really remarkable that you were admitted to the county office at such a young age."
Jiang Anan changed her words in a good-natured manner: "Aunt Hua, I am from the Women's Federation. From now on, all matters related to women and children in Hongqi Commune will be under my control."
