"Sister Qi, why is Xiao Mo still going to school at such an old age! It's so hard!"
"That's right, as I get older and my brain doesn't work well, can I remember the endorsement?"
"What can I learn?"
"Is it because Xiao Mo is unwilling to accept that he is a college student? That's why he wants to go to school to compete!"
Qi Xiulan bit her lip tightly and squeezed the enamel bowl in her hand. She turned her head slightly to look at these talkative women and said, "Live until you are old and learn until you are old." She said bluntly, "It's better for my daughter to go to school! It's better than messing around here. Very good at talking."
Qi Xiulan chatted with them, opening and closing their mouths.
"Sister Qi, what you said makes me uncomfortable. Fortunately, you are still a eldest sister who works for women."
"I'm sorry, I'm retired. I'm the mother of the child now!" Qi Xiulan stood up straight and looked at their embarrassed faces and said bluntly, "I just don't want to talk about my daughter like that." She turned around and continued washing. Bowl brush and chopsticks.
But they knew that they were somewhat wrong, so they only dared to whisper in their hearts.
In the water room, there were only the sounds of running water and washing.
&*&
Qi Xiulan washed the dishes, put them back, and returned home with a dark face.
Mo Guangming, who has been married for many years, knew something was wrong when he saw his wife's face. He stood up and raised his voice and said, "I ate too much tonight. Come with me to go for a walk to relieve your appetite."
"Dad, Mom." Mo Jianshe walked out of the room and said, "You have to get out!"
"Let's go for a walk." Qi Xiulan looked at their eldest son and said, "Leave us alone. You and your wife quickly go and get the child to go back to bed! Stop playing crazy outside, there is still school tomorrow!"
"I know." Mo Jianshe responded with a smile and watched his parents go out.
&*&
When Mo Jianshe returned to the bedroom, he saw his wife Zhang Gailing put down the sweater in her hand.
Zhang Gailing frowned slightly and looked at him and said, "Mom came back from my aunt's house and didn't she bring back Shanshan?"
"No. His face is not very good yet." Mo Jianshe said worriedly, "I wonder what happened?" He sat down on the bed.
"It's definitely not a good thing." Zhang Gailing said without thinking, "My parents have gone out to talk." She leaned forward and lowered her voice, "Sister, it's not true..." She looked out the window and sipped her eyes. He pursed his lips and said guiltily, "What the hell!"
Damn it, what am I guilty of? It's not like I want a divorce.
"I don't know that." Mo Jianshe shook his head after hearing this.
"What are they really going to do? What are you going to do in the factory?" Zhang Gailing looked at him worriedly and said.
"What do you mean?" Mo Jianshe looked at her confused and said.
"Gu Ziqiang is about to be promoted to deputy factory director, and he is in charge of production. What's going on with my eldest aunt? What will you do in the future?" Zhang Gailing looked at him worriedly and said.
"What's the point? Can we still ignore public and private matters? Besides, it's not my sister who did the wrong thing, so why should I look at his face?" Mo Jianshe said with integrity, "He is the one who deserves to be cast aside. not me."
Zhang Gailing glanced at him and said, "Why don't you understand how you can make a living under his hands? Aren't you afraid of giving you little shoes to wear?" She added angrily, "You still expect him to have a compensatory mentality and treat you well! He will I will try my best to squeeze you out and make you sit on the bench."
"You're overthinking it!" Mo Jianshe looked at her in disbelief and said, "How can people be so shameless! No, they won't..." He swallowed the word divorce.
"Why are you so sure! Even if a man changes his mind, even eight horses can't pull him back." Zhang Gailing raised her voice unconsciously.
"What do you really want? Get out of here, you bastard." Mo Jianshe straightened up and said with a dark face, "Such morally corrupt people should be removed. Let's see if the people in this factory support him or us."
"Support him." Zhang Gailing looked at him intently and said.
"What did you say?" Mo Jianshe looked at her in disbelief and said, "Where are you standing?"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, listen to my explanation." Zhang Gailing said, looking at his changed expression, "He is now a popular person in front of Uncle Ma. We have to take all aspects into consideration, especially for the sake of future life."
"What do you mean?" Mo Jianshe narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her.
"People are seeing things go uphill. Our family..." Zhang Gailing glanced at him secretly and said, "Let's put it this way! Even if he has any moral problems? But in the future, the whole factory will count on him for food! How many people will stand by then? Over here!" Weiwei raised her eyes and looked at him and said, "Do you understand what I mean? What should we do?"
After hearing this, Mo Jianshe stood up and looked at her with burning eyes and said, "You mean, let me flatter him."
Zhang Gailing covered her face with her hands and said, "Don't be angry? Let's just talk, talk."
"I tell you, one day, even if I starve to death, I won't be able to bow to him." Mo Jianshe gasped and glared at her.
"I know, I know." Zhang Gailing stretched out her hand and gently shook his sleeve, saying softly, "Can you please sit down?" Then she added, "Let's just consider all aspects. His uncle is a Ordinary workshop workers, I don’t care about them! They can do whatever they want. But that’s not the case now.”
Mo Jianshe's face turned dark when he heard this, and most of his anger was gone, "Then what should we do now?"
"Of course we can't let my eldest sister get into trouble with his uncle." Zhang Gailing looked at him seriously and said.
"What you're saying is that it's not that Hongying doesn't have a relationship with him, it's that he doesn't have a relationship with Hongying." Mo Jianshe scratched his head in worry and said.
"Then I would advise the eldest aunt to be obedient to his uncle." Zhang Gailing thought about it seriously and said.
"You're still not obedient! His uncle uses clothes to stretch out his hands and food to open his mouth. He didn't help the oil bottle when it fell over." Mo Jianshe said angrily, pointing outside, "But if you ask outside, who can say My sister is not good at doing things and is not virtuous. He has never had to worry about family matters at all, and my sister is the one who fills the gas tank."
"That was made by you." Zhang Gailing said immediately after hearing this, "It was the tricycle you rode."
"Why do you care about this? Isn't this something we can do together easily?" Mo Jianshe chuckled and shook his head when he heard this, "That was what Hongying and I carried to the house, right? I used to help carry the briquettes, and There are broken briquettes, so break the briquettes. When the lightbulb broke, Hongying replaced it by stepping on a stool. What else do you want Hongying to do?"
"I think the eldest aunt is so capable that she spoils him like a hands-off shopkeeper and does nothing. The result!" Zhang Gailing said angrily.
"It's too late to say anything now." Mo Jianshe looked at her with dark eyes and said, "How to save it now?"
