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"I, Zhao Chunying, have behaved uprightly. I don't know why you are dissatisfied with me and why you are ruining my reputation like this in public!"

As Zhao Chunying spoke, tears began to fall and she looked at Xiaofeng with grievance.

"I didn't, I saw it last time..." Xiao Feng subconsciously wanted to refute.

She was talking bad about people behind their backs and was unlucky enough to be heard by the person involved, so she felt a little guilty for a while.

"Xiaofeng, I know you felt uncomfortable when you saw Brother Zhang helping me fetch water last time, but you can't say nonsense outside. We women already have a hard life. If my reputation is ruined, how will my daughter live?" Zhao Chunying said with tears in her eyes.

"When Brother Zhang gets home from get off work tonight, I'll tell him... to stop helping me in the future!"

Xiaofeng was so accused by Zhao Chunying that she couldn't say what she was going to say.

Zhao Chunying wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and looked at the others:

"And all the ladies, I don't think I have done anything wrong to you. We are an orphan and a widow and we just want to live a good life. If there are any more rumors about me in this alley, I will take my daughter to the street office and kill myself!"

"My reputation will be ruined anyway, and my daughter won't be able to survive!"

"Think about it carefully!"

After saying this, Zhao Chunying turned around and left without waiting for these people to react.

Aunt Wu, Xiaofeng and others were all shocked by Zhao Chunying's sudden outburst and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"This...we didn't say anything..." Aunt Wu said weakly with her eyes flickering.

Aunt Li also touched her chest with lingering fear: "Yeah... is she out of control?"

"Xiao Feng, you too, don't say anything if you don't have evidence. Look, today we got scolded along with you, what kind of thing is this!"

It was clearly these aunties who came up with this idea, she just said it casually!

Xiaofeng felt indignant.

But she was a new bride and couldn't talk back, so she had to accept it.

"How about... let's just go home today. I should go home and cook..."

"Let's go, this is so boring..."

In a blink of an eye, the gossip team went back to their respective homes.

Only Xiaofeng was left sitting there angrily.

The moment the door was closed, the expression on Zhao Chunying's face changed immediately.

The resentment between his brows disappeared, replaced by a look of smug mockery.

"What a bunch of brainless people!" Zhao Chunying snorted.

I was caught red-handed by her today. Let’s see who dares to gossip about her in the future!

That bitch Xiaofeng has been treating her husband badly just because he helped her fetch water last time.

He appears gentle and kind on the surface, but secretly harbors a lot of evil intentions.

Humph, when Brother Zhao comes back, she, Zhao Chunying, will definitely file a complaint!

Just when Zhao Chunying was making plans, a voice as faint as a mosquito sounded behind her.

"mother……"

Zhao Chunying pursed her lips and made an impatient "tsk" sound.

"What's the matter? It's screaming every day!"

The person named Zhao Chunying is her three-year-old daughter Lingling.

She is thin and small, but she is dressed neatly and has a pair of big, watery eyes, which makes her look cute.

Lingling has become accustomed to Zhao Chunying's occasional temper tantrums and has long been immune to them.

She opened her eyes wide and asked, "Mom, I have already swept the floor you asked me to sweep. Can I have one piece of the peach cake you brought back? Just one piece!"

"Eat, eat! All you do is eat! Why did I raise a debt collector like you who never gets enough all day long?"

Zhao Chunying cursed a little, but finally agreed.

Lingling didn't care about her mother's cursing, all she heard was the words "eat"!

She had already run into the house and was happily eating a piece of peach cake.

The sweet aroma of milk filled her mouth and Lingling squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

It’s so delicious!

Zhao Chunying returned to the room and saw that the floor was indeed clean. She nodded with satisfaction.

Finally I can do something!

When she saw Lingling eating the peach pastry happily, she just snorted and said nothing.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhao Chunying saw several pieces of cloth neatly folded at the head of the bed, and her face was immediately filled with a smile.

She sat on the bed and began to unfold the fabrics one by one.

Zhao Chunying's hands touched the fabrics inch by inch. They were soft and without any loose threads. They were all new fabrics this year!

These fabrics are all cotton and the patterns are beautiful, enough for her to make several sets of clothes.

The remaining scraps can be used to make two more suits for that little debt collector.

Zhao Chunying was happily calculating in her mind.

After eating the peach cake, Lingling also walked into the bedroom. Seeing her mother starting to open the fabrics again, she secretly curled her lips.

I have to open these fabrics three times a day and look at them, but I don’t know what’s so good about them…

Not as good as peach pastry, at least it tastes good!

Three-year-old Lingling doesn't understand the appeal of beautiful clothes to women.

When Lingling heard Zhao Chunying start humming a song, she knew she must be in a good mood.

However, Lingling herself was not happy at all.

Because she knew that these fabrics were given to her mother by a man.

"Come here, let me compare it with you. I don't know if the leftover fabric is enough to make you a set of clothes..." Zhao Chunying saw her daughter and waved at her.

Lingling walked over obediently.

Zhao Chunying excitedly tried to fit the cloth on Lingling's body. As she did so, she frowned and muttered, "This little debt collector has grown taller. It seems that the scraps are not enough..."

"Mom..." Lingling twisted her two little hands together and spoke in a soft voice.

"What's wrong now?" Thinking that she would have one less piece of clothing to make, Zhao Chunying became unhappy again and said impatiently.

Lingling lowered her head: "I don't want new clothes..."

Hearing this, Zhao Chunying's eyes widened: "I think you are really a debt collector! Other people's children may not even have a new piece of clothing to wear from childhood to adulthood, and I made new clothes for you and you don't want them? You really enjoy too much!"

"Wearing new clothes, does that mean I'm going to have a new father?"

"What did you say?" Zhao Chunying thought she had misheard.

Lingling suddenly raised her head and looked at her mother stubbornly: "I know these fabrics were given to you by a man! You have to find a new father for me!"

"Mom, can't we just live together? I will definitely be filial to you when I grow up!"

Lingling opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Chunying hopefully.

Unexpectedly, the children knew about these things. Zhao Chunying lifted her hair uncomfortably.

"Hey, why do you care so much as a kid?"

"Let me tell you, the new father your mother found for you is a capable man. We will live a good life from now on."

"See all this fabric? You can have as much as you want in the future!"