Jiang Niannian looked up and saw that it was Zhao Guifang in the next room.
Zhao Guifang is in her forties this year. She wears a pointed-collar shirt, a shiny bun, and a popular silk scarf around her neck. She is a little fat.
The conditions at her home are much better than those of her neighbors. She works on the street, and her husband is a small leader in the factory.
Because of this, he always looks aloof and speaks unscrupulously.
In her last life, she was constantly sarcastic and sarcastic towards Jiang Niannian's family.
At this time, she was holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand and whispered something to a thin woman, Zhang Dongmei. When she saw Jiang Niannian coming over, she looked her up and down and said slowly:
"Nian Nian, isn't it good that you keep running to your parents' house because of the water your married daughter threw away?"
Zhang Dongmei chatted at the side: "That's right, how can you ask your daughter to run home every two days? This Xiujuan is really like this. Even if you spoil your girl, you can't do it like this. You have to think about your son, right?"
Tell me, with such an eldest sister who loves to go back to her parents' family, who would dare to marry their daughter to her son? "
Jiang Niannian listened to the two women singing together and thought of the last life. She had listened to the "good words" of these two women and was worried that her mother would be harmed by gossip because of her. She was also afraid of affecting her younger brother's life. After the big event, I gradually became alienated from my family.
Even though her two families are not far apart, except for holidays, she rarely comes back without Zhao Jun accompanying her.
At that time, she thought that when her brother got married, he would be able to start his own business.
But who would have thought that God's will would bring her to such a fate that she would not wait for this day.
And she also lost too many opportunities to get along with her family.
Looking back now, Zhao Guifang and Zhang Dongmei didn't really have any good intentions for their family. They were just trying to sow dissension because they didn't want others to be kind to them.
Sometimes the malice is so inexplicable, even if you haven't done anything, some people just want to kill you.
"It's none of your business if I go back to my house!"
Jiang Niannian looked at the two of them and said coldly.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting her to refute, then they blushed and scolded:
"You girl, why do you speak so disagreeably? Don't we still care about you? If you run to your parents' house like this, even if your parents don't have any objection, will your husband's family agree?"
Zhao Guifang: "That's right, as a person who has been here, I would like to advise you kindly. If you run back to your parents' house if you have something to do, your husband's family will not look good. When the time comes, your husband will break up with you and will no longer want you. There will be no place to cry." !”
Jiang Niannian couldn't help but sneer, turned her head, glanced at Zhao Guifang lightly, and said with a smile: "Speaking of this, Aunt Zhao is indeed someone who has been here and has experience. After all, uncle doesn't like to go home."
The light words instantly touched Zhao Guifang's heart.
Her husband comes home late every day. He is either busy in the factory or has a heavy workload. Sometimes even when he returns home, he does not want to look at her or touch her more.
Over the years, she had broken her teeth and swallowed it, pretending to be a loving couple. No matter who asked her, she would always say that she loved working, and the factory needed it, but there was nothing she could do about it.
But only she knew in her heart that her husband had long been distracted by her.
Zhao Guifang still endured her anger and explained with a smile: "I can't help it. This man has a hard time having both a career and a family. He is needed in the factory. What can I do?"
As he spoke, he inadvertently tugged on the silk scarf around his neck, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "No, what kind of silk scarf are you buying me again? I said no, no, no. Don't buy these rare things for little girls when you are old. , but my family didn’t listen and insisted on buying it for me!”
Zhang Dongmei also ridiculed: "Why are you telling her this? She is just jealous of you. After all, she just got married and she didn't see her man buy her anything. How can you be as caring as your Guohua!"
"This silk scarf I bought in the mall can be worth half of her family's salary!"
Jiang Niannian looked at Zhao Guifang and said calmly: "How can you be so lucky? My uncle can make money and he cares about people. I saw him feeling sorry for Aunt Zhang a few nights ago. The last time I came back, I also saw her giving Aunt Zhang a silk scarf and a big box of biscuits, and she stayed in her room until dawn."
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Dongmei with a puzzled face and asked: "Aunt Zhang, why don't you bring a scarf?"
As soon as these words came out, both of them changed their expressions at the same time.
"You...are talking nonsense!" Zhang Dongmei retorted loudly, and pulled Zhao Guifang to explain in panic: "Don't listen to this girl's nonsense, she is just talking nonsense, there is nothing wrong with her!"
But Zhao Guifang was already angry. He didn't listen to her explanation, pushed her away, and stormed into Zhang Dongmei's home aggressively.
Sure enough, within two seconds, Zhao Guifang's angry roar could be heard in the room.
"You bitch, you dare to seduce my man, I will beat you to death!"
"No, I didn't, it was him... He took the initiative to come to me and said it was not easy for me to be a woman raising children...
Seeing the two people fighting each other fiercely, Jiang Niannian shrugged and turned around and left without hesitation.
In this life, those who bullied her or insulted her will never end well!
