Tang Xinyi, who died suddenly from overwork, transmigrated back to the 1970s. Her engagement was initially broken off by a scumbag with his current girlfriend. In retaliation, she married the villa...
After finally finding an opportunity, Old Man Wang decided to vent his anger.
"Brother Wang, tell me, since you are upset, why didn't you come to me earlier?"
"I've heard a little bit about your family's affairs. It's been really difficult for you lately!"
Widow Liu's hands were playing tricks on Old Man Wang.
If it weren't for the fact that Old Man Wang gave her so much and was more handsome than other old men in the village, Widow Wang, who was so old, would really not be willing to serve others.
But there are only so many centimeters of rice in the ground, not enough for her to chew in a year.
If it weren't for her good skills in that area, she would probably have starved to death.
"Sister Caohua, it's not that I don't want to come see you, but there are too many things going on at home, and I really can't leave!"
Old Man Wang sighed and wished his wife could be as considerate as Caohua.
It’s a pity that the woman I married is a shrew.
He didn't dare to really offend the old woman. No matter what, she gave birth to two sons for him.
"Brother Wang, let me tell you, your grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren, so you don't have to worry too much!"
"That Cai Xiaofen wasn't a good person to begin with. Everyone in the village knows that she had many mistresses before she followed your family's Jianguo."
"It's better for the two children to be separated now. Maybe Jianguo can find a better one and give you some big fat grandchildren."
"Doesn't this give you hope?"
Widow Liu was talking, but she didn't delay doing what she needed to do.
The scene slowly fell into silence, and the two gradually lost interest in chatting and focused only on what was happening in front of them.