Forced by Her Children to Take the Blame, Old Mrs. Ma Reborn in the 70s

In her previous life, Old Mrs. Ma dedicated her all to her children. Unexpectedly, her old man ran off with his ex-wife and their money after committing murder.

Her children then pressured he...

Chapter 80: Trouble with the Neighbor

Zhao Youcai leaned close to Old Lady Wang's ear and whispered his plan.

When Old Lady Wang heard this, she knew that this was a matter of great importance to the Zhao family, so she immediately agreed: "Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely get it done for you."

Today Li Shulan moved to No. 175, Longyang Street.

Ma Xiu Lan's move also went on in an orderly manner. They first moved their things to the new home, and then helped Old Man and Old Lady Zhang move their things to No. 138.

There was no time to cook at noon, so Zhao Xingguo bought buns from a state-owned restaurant for everyone to eat. In the afternoon, the master from Ma Mingqiang's factory delivered furniture to Ma Xiu Lan.

It was bought in the name of Ma Mingqiang, so he could get the internal employee price. Three beds, three wardrobes, two desks, a dining table, and benches were all saved about twenty yuan.

Niu Chunhua looked at the brand new furniture, which exuded the fragrance of wood, and then looked at the spacious yard and room, and sighed:

"If Old Lady Wang saw all this, I think she would be so jealous that she would go blind."

"But I definitely won't tell her, so she won't disturb your good days."

“It would be nice if I could live in a home like this in the future.”

Ma Xiulan patted her shoulder and said encouragingly, "You'll be fine."

Times will soon change, and as long as you are diligent and courageous, nothing will be a problem.

Zhao Xingguo took his wife and sister to clean up, and Ma Xiu Lan prepared to cook. Everyone was tired after a day of work and needed to eat something good to replenish their energy. Fortunately, she had gone to grab some pork this morning.

After frying, make some crispy pork. Half of it will be eaten dry by everyone, and the other half will be put into the cabbage and vermicelli stew.

While helping Ma Xiu Lan, Niu Chunhua sighed and said, "No wonder Ma Xiu Lan's cooking is so delicious. When she cooks, she only adds oil and salt."

Ma Xiulan included all the onions, ginger, and garlic, and there were also a lot of other ingredients in bottles and jars.

When the crispy pork is put into the pan and stir-fried, the aroma comes out immediately.

Since the kitchen was just a shed, the Wang family next door could smell the tempting aroma at once. Wang Yaozu, the young man from the Wang family who bumped into Old Lady Zhang that day, became very agitated.

"Grandma, I want to eat, I want to eat."

Liang Cui'e took her whole family to a relative's house for a banquet today. In order not to waste the gift money, Liang Cui'e took everyone except two people who were at work.

Everyone, young and old, sat at two tables at relatives' homes.

Regardless of the relatives' bad looks, he ate from morning to night.

Every meal I can get is a good one. After all, it’s a wedding for my relatives, so I can’t get angry.

When she got home, she smelled the fragrance. She thought it was the old couple again, so she took the bowl and knocked on the door without thinking.

Seeing that it was Niu Chunhua who opened the door, Liang Cui'e was stunned for a moment and said in a rude tone:

"Who are you? Where are Old Man and Old Lady Zhang?"

Niu Chunhua thought that a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative, and she didn't want to cause trouble for her good sister in the future. The old woman was a bit fierce, but it was possible that this person just had that kind of face.

She said in a good-tempered tone: "Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang have moved out. This is the house we rented."

Liang Cui'e screamed in shock: "How could she rent out the house!"

This house has been rented out. What if the old couple of the Zhang family die and the tenant occupies the house? Wouldn’t that cause trouble for her family?

Liang Cui'e muttered:

"I'm telling you, you've been deceived by the old couple from the Zhang family. This house is unlucky for you. Living here will wipe out your descendants. You'd better move out quickly and avoid being tainted by this bad luck."

Ma Xiu Lan knew that this was the evil neighbor that Old Lady Zhang had mentioned who wanted to occupy their house. She took out the unburned firewood from the stove and walked over with a fire poker.

"I know about the things that harm my descendants, and I'm not afraid."

Ma Xiulan's voice was firm.

Liang Cui'e was anxious: "You guys are not listening to the old man's advice, and you will suffer the consequences. Just wait and see."

She had to go back and tell her sons to find a way to drive this family away.

Wang Yaozu waited at home for a long time, but when he didn't see his grandmother come back with the meat, he ran out impatiently:

"Grandma, where's my meat? Are those two old fools not giving it to me? I'll catch some frogs and put them in their quilts."

Liang Cui'e did not correct her grandson's words at all, and even thought they were right. That day, Wang Yaozu bumped into Old Lady Zhang and was rewarded with a candy when he returned home.

He opened his mouth and ordered Ma Xiulan: "Give my grandson a bowl of the meat dish you just made."

Niu Chunhua had never seen such a shameless person. Before, they lived in a staff housing complex. They were both neighbors and colleagues. They were always polite in their words and deeds. She had never asked for meat or vegetables from her neighbor in such a tone.

These days we only eat meat once or twice a month. No matter how much we crave meat, there are no neighbors who eat meat and come to our door with such gusto.

Ma Xiulan's face turned cold: "There is no meat, only a fire stick, do you want to eat it?"

Wang Yaozu immediately became furious and wanted to rush up to hit Ma Xiulan, but because of the fire poker in Ma Xiulan's hand, he could not get close to her.

The noise also brought out Zhao Xingguo and the other two people in the room.

Wang Yaozu couldn't beat Ma Xiu Lan, and couldn't eat the meat, so he rolled around on the spot.

Liang Cui'e was not afraid when she saw that Ma Xiulan's children had all come out. She just shouted and her sons and grandchildren came. Instead, she thought Zhao Xingguo was very weak and the only ones left were two girls, so she thought he was easy to bully.

He continued to act like a rogue: "Look how much you've made my child greedy. You must coax my child well."

Ma Xiulan glanced at Wang Yaozu and shook the fire poker in her hand: "The child is disobedient, so just beat him up."

Liang Cui'e didn't expect Ma Xiulan to say that, and she angrily scolded:

"I've never seen someone as stingy as you. You're so cruel to your children. Aren't you afraid that your grandson will suffer retribution?"

Ma Xiulan laughed angrily: "If you are not stingy, why don't you give me a bag of white flour from your home?"

"Besides, I didn't want my grandson a long time ago. It's none of my business whether he gets punished or not. As for your grandson, it's even less my business."

Liang Cui'e: "You, you, you!"

She had never met anyone who didn't take their children and grandchildren seriously.

Every time she talked about their children and grandchildren, the old couple of the Zhang family would be so sad that they would let her bully them.

Now she meets Ma Xiu Lan who doesn't take her son and grandson seriously at all. She is a little overwhelmed, but she has a large family, and a few children standing there are enough to scare Ma Xiu Lan.

"Son, come quickly, your mother is being bullied."

Then he glared at Ma Xiulan fiercely: "Just wait and see if my sons come and deal with you."

Ma Xiu Lan was not afraid at all. She knew that she could not give in when facing evil forces, otherwise, once the cause was set, there would be no end to it.

She stood at the door and shouted:

"Everyone, please judge for yourself. Old Mrs. Liang came to beg for food but couldn't get it, so she asked her son to come and beat people up!"

It was just after get off work, and most of the people passing by lived behind the street. Seeing that this area was bustling, they all stopped.

Liang Cui'e's shout called over her four sons, among whom Wang Dazhu and Wang Erzhu were still wearing paper mill uniforms.