The next day, Chen Jiao sorted out some of the New Year's goods she had bought and took them to Xishan Village.

When she arrived at the old lady's house, the old lady had just returned from outside, holding a few plum blossoms in her hand that she had found somewhere.

Going back a few years, various movements were in full swing, and growing flowers and plants was considered heresy.

Many rare plants in gardens were destroyed, and in rural areas, all the flowers and plants that should and should not be cut were cut down to make way for the vigorous movement.

In this day and age, it is very rare to find trees like plum trees in rural areas that only have ornamental value but no practical value.

Chen Jiao leaned forward and said, "Master, where did you get these flowers? Can you give me two?"

The old lady glanced at her sideways and said impatiently, "Well... bullshit! Why are you here again? If you have nothing to do all day, tell Lu to work hard and get you a baby. Don't run around all day like you have nothing to do."

Chen Jiao: ...

Tsk tsk, you are the most well-behaved court lady, and your image has collapsed!

Chen Jiao pouted, "If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. You are so stingy. Isn't the New Year just two days away? I will send you and Master some New Year's goods. On New Year's Eve, Lu Zhengxu and I will come to pick you and Master up to have a New Year's Eve dinner at home."

The old lady frowned and waved her hands to refuse, "No, no, there is no place like home. I like to spend the New Year in my home. Don't come. If you come, I will beat you out with a big broom."

Chen Jiao: ...

She was about to persuade him again when Old Xu, who was writing Spring Festival couplets in the room, came out and said, "Girl, if your master doesn't want to go, then don't go. Don't make it difficult for her. I wrote a few couplets for your family. You can take them back and put them up for a festive occasion."

"Thank you, Master." Chen Jiao took the couplet and thanked him sweetly.

Elder Xu waved his hand and said, "Go back. Your master and I are used to a quiet life. We are not used to you making so much noise here."

Chen Jiao: This is because he dislikes her disturbing their world of two!

She didn't want to be a third wheel. She quickly put the couplets into her backpack and rode her bike home.

The two old people didn't want to go to their house for the New Year, so she would prepare and pack the New Year's Eve dinner and send it to them early.

The old lady watched Chen Jiao's back riding away on her bike, and then asked Old Xu, "What did the stinky girl bring?"

Mr. Xu looked at the old lady helplessly and replied, "She brought us chickens, ducks, fish, meat, eggs, tea, rice, oil, salt, two new sets of clothes, two new pairs of shoes, everything we need for the New Year."

The old lady's wrinkled face showed a rare bit of kindness, "She is a thoughtful person."

Chen Jiao rode her bike back to the village and heard excited voices coming from under the big locust tree from afar.

"She is a widow, Wu Guilan. Doesn't she just have a son who is a soldier? What's so great about that?"

"And her educated youth daughter-in-law, she said something like the daughter of a factory director from a big city, bah! She is so ignorant. From ancient times to the present, has there ever been a woman who worked as a cook and refused to give up the job to her brothers?"

"Humph, the son raised by a widow has a vicious heart. Not only does he not know how to support his brothers, but he also beats up his uncle. How can such a person have a good ending? I think he will be carried back next time, and don't even think about waking up!"

Tian Cuihua said this with indignation, and Chen Jiao walked over with a cold face.

When I looked at Tian Cuihua's face, it looked like a paint palette had been overturned, full of colorful colors.

It was obvious that she was beaten by her man last night.

Although Chen Jiao was still angry, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When she smiled, all the eyes of the people sitting and bragging under the big locust tree were focused on her.

Everyone was secretly glad that they had not said anything bad about Chen Jiao's family. After all, the most promising people in the entire production team and even the entire brigade were Chen Jiao and Lu Zhengxu.

In the future, one might have to ask someone for something, so he couldn't follow Tian Cuihua and do something stupid and offend her.

Tian Cuihua was still frightened by the beating she suffered yesterday by Wu Guilan and Shen Jiao, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

When she saw Chen Jiao at this time, she felt pain in her body and she shivered unconsciously.

It was not good to embarrass herself in front of so many villagers, so she mustered up her courage, straightened her chest, glared at Chen Jiao and said, "What are you laughing at? Do you have the right to speak when the elders are talking? Is this how your mother-in-law taught you the rules?"

Chen Jiao restrained her smile, her eyes turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter how my mother-in-law taught me the rules. I'm going to go back and call Zheng Xu, but I'm going to ask Lu Dazhong if you haven't remembered the lesson from last night and dare to let you out and talk nonsense!"

After Chen Jiao finished speaking, she didn't bother to argue with Tian Cuihua any more and just got on her bike and left.

Tian Cuihua only felt two sharp pains in the wounds on her body.

Yesterday, Wu Guilan and Shen Jiao beat her so badly that it hurt.

But that little pain was nothing compared to the pain she felt when the man hit her last night.

Even when Wu Guilan and Shen Jiao beat her, she could still run and hide.

But when the man beat her, he pressed her down and punched her hard on the flesh.

If her son and daughter-in-law hadn't held Lu Dazhong back last night, she would probably not be able to get up now.

When she heard Chen Jiao say that she was going to go back and bring Lu Zhengxu to her house to complain, she was really scared. She quickly stood up, took two steps forward, and grabbed Chen Jiao's bicycle.

"Jiaojiao, that's not what I meant. I was wrong. I apologize to you. Don't go find Lu Zhengxu and tell your uncle Dazhong. Your uncle Dazhong will beat me to death... Wow——"

Tian Cuihua opened her mouth wide and broke down in tears.

But this crying seemed to affect the wound on her face again. For a moment, she was grimacing in pain and dared not cry anymore.

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