Could it be that that naiveté taught her a lesson?

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Zhang Xiaohua also looked embarrassed, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, that's all old news. It was all my fault in the past. I can't write two Zhang characters with one stroke. Who knows, maybe we were still ancestors a hundred years ago."

Zhang Cuicui almost laughed herself to death.

Is this family related to me? I really don’t know what this woman wants to do by bringing up her ancestors who lived thousands of years ago!

Seeing that Zhang Cuicui was not moved at all, Zhang Xiaohua almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

She had already begged for mercy so humbly, but why didn't Zhang Cuicui give her any face?

But after thinking about it, she realized that she might have been too extreme with her words recently.

What can you do if you have angered someone and they don’t forgive you?

Just bear with it yourself!

Just like what my dead husband said, if I cause trouble again, he will send me back to my hometown to take care of the children.

If she goes back to her hometown, she will have to do laundry, cook, feed pigs and do odd jobs, and she also has to take care of her daughters. She doesn't want to live that kind of life, so the best way is to keep quiet and not cause trouble.

"Sister Cuicui, I was wrong before. Don't be like me. I've already given birth to four children. This is your first. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

"Haha, okay!" Even though Zhang Cuicui felt helpless, Zhang Xiaohua had already humbled herself, and if she continued to put on airs, it would be pointless.

Anyway, the resentment and anger have been avenged long ago. As long as she doesn't provoke me in the future, nothing will happen!

Zhang Xiaohua saw that the atmosphere had eased a little, so she started chatting with Zhang Cuicui.

She actually wanted to go to the doll shop jointly opened by Huo Banyan and Xia Wanwan, but she couldn't afford the sewing machine, so she could only watch helplessly.

Looking at those dozens of daughters-in-law making a lot of money, she originally thought that Zhang Cuicui was the same as her and did not buy a sewing machine to make dolls to earn extra money. However, she never expected that Zhang Cuicui had already been helping to sell them outside.

Although Zhang Cuicui didn't say how much the price was, she always felt that it would not be less than five or six yuan.

No one came to her for such a good job. The biggest reason was because she offended Xia Wanwan. It turned out that she deserved to be beaten for her foul mouth!

"Oh, I really envy you, Sister Cuicui. Look, the rich people in our compound have all bought sewing machines. Even if you haven't, you can still go out and earn some.

You also know that I have four daughters. My husband sends half of his money home every month, and the rest is very tight.

Actually, I also want to earn money to support the family, Sister Cuicui, how about you help me to speak to Xiao Lu's wife?"

When Zhang Xiaohua said this, she looked very cautious, fearing that Zhang Cuicui opposite her would just turn her back on her and leave.

Who doesn’t want to make money these days?

In the past, those women followed behind her, the director of the Women's Federation was first, and she was second.

They all flattered me very loudly.

Nowadays, everyone buys a sewing machine to earn extra money, and when it comes to making money, almost no one gives in to anyone else.

She also deeply realized that these days, you can't rely on anyone, and relying on money is the safest way!

Zhang Cuicui looked at Zhang Xiaohua steadily. This woman also wants to make money?

Is he really going to change his personality? Become a good person?

Actually, her mouth... can be put to good use! This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)