At the beginning of spring, Jiang Zao changed into a thin cotton-padded jacket with a yellow collar made of light pink. As time progressed, the colors of women's clothes gradually became brighter. Gu Xiufang saw that Jiang Zao's clothes were half-new and half-old, and some were patched, so she asked a tailor to make another cotton-padded jacket for Jiang Zao during the New Year.
Jiang Zao was wearing a pink dress, looking cute, with a look of fear on her face: "Second Aunt, what are you talking about? I'm busy enough at work every day, how can I have the time to report you."
How pitiful.
Before Jiang Zao married into this street, she had appeared in the old Cheng family. She had good skills and good looks. She was a self-reliant and independent daughter-in-law of the new era in this street.
The woman from the neighborhood office frowned and said, "Let her go! Your problem is not what Comrade Jiang Zao raised."
Jiang Shan held her belly and cried in fear: "Who else could it be but her? We only asked her for help. She can't bear to see me live a good life, so she reported me with malicious intent. Who else could it be but her?"
"And me!"
Liu Chunhua walked out from behind a sturdy poplar tree that had grown on the roadside for more than twenty years.
Her chin-length short hair was grown longer, parted in the middle and tied into a bun at the back, with the loose hair on both sides pinned up with black hairpins. She wore a brown top and blue pants, and looked very dressed up.
Comrade Liu Chunhua showed no anger on her face; it was all hidden in her eyes. She walked with a steady pace, like a female general going to war.
Jiang Zao: “…”
Needless to say, this game is a sure win.
Liu Chunhua walked to Feng Miao and Jiang Zao, pried Feng Miao's hands apart and threw them away. Her appearance was so sudden that Feng Miao was stunned for a minute or two, and only came back to his senses after being thrown out.
It's a pity it's too late.
After Feng Miao was thrown out, he stepped on a small round stone, twisted his ankle, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Feng Miao: “?”
Are you polite?
Liu Chunhua I'm asking you, are you polite?
Liu Chunhua protected Jiang Zao behind her like a hen, looking down at Feng Miao from above, showing the temperament of a mistress of the house, and crushed Feng Miao into pieces in seconds.
"My parents-in-law died early. Dashan is my eldest brother. In order to raise Dahe and find him a wife, he married me when he was 18. I worked like a slave and became his sister-in-law and mother. When Dahe wanted to eat cornmeal, I would carry my calf-high snow back to my parents' home to get it."
Jiang Zao's mouth twitched slightly.
She knew about this because her mother and his father had just gotten married.
When they first got married, Jiang Dashan was a reckless man and beat Liu Chunhua. That night, Liu Chunhua returned to her parents' home with snow covering her calves. She called a few of her brothers and her own big yellow dog, and went to Old Jiang's house. Without thinking, they pinned the brothers Jiang Dashan and Jiang Dahe to the ground and beat them up.
Afraid of really offending Jiang Dashan, several brothers-in-law beat the underage Jiang Dahe with all their might, leaving him with a bruised face and nose, and blood coming out of his cough.
Liu Chunhua was afraid that the matter would get out of hand and end badly, so she asked her parents' home to give her some food as compensation.
Life was even harder at that time. We ate from a big pot. All the iron in the house was handed over to the brigade to be used in the big pot. Food was distributed by the brigade. The Liu family had many boys, all of whom were strong and healthy. Every meal consisted of three parts rice and seven parts water to fill their stomachs.
They couldn't afford anything good, so they brought two dry corn cobs to see Jiang Dahe.
Liu Chunhua remembered it more clearly than anyone else, but her voice was louder than anyone else's: "When did Dashan and I ever let him down? An elder brother is like a husband, and an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. We worked so hard to raise him, to help him get married, and to start a family!"
"In the end, you actually had the nerve to harm my daughter behind her back. Don't think that my daughter is innocent, stupid, and kind, so you can just do whatever you want. I've heard that burning paper on behalf of others and interfering in other people's affairs will shorten your life!"
Didn't Feng Miao understand Liu Chunhua's character? More clever than a fox, he said, "No, that's impossible. I haven't heard Dahe mention you going back to your parents' house to get corn cobs."
"Besides, my Dahe hates eating corn cobs the most! How can we not fool the devil?"
Liu Chunhua pinched her waist and sneered: "If you don't believe me, go back and ask!"
Just ask Jiang Daha and he will admit that he beat him up if you ask him if he still wants that face.
Everyone was very poor at that time. After being beaten, Jiang Dahai was given corn cobs. He was so happy that he held the cobs and showed them off everywhere, saying that he had food to eat because he was beaten. If anyone wanted to beat him, they could hit him in the face or buttocks, and he would never fight back.
This is not a dark history, this is the history of the struggle of fools.
After Jiang Dahe got married and started a family and had some money, the first thing he did was to forget about corn cobs and vowed never to eat them again.
Feng Miao, a middle-aged lesbian, broke into pieces on the ground.
But now is not the time to break. Her eyes became panicked and she realized another problem. The witch did say that people who burn paper will shorten their lifespan. They made the choice without hesitation.
Let the ginger and jujube burn!
Liu Chunhua actually knew about this!
Liu Chunhua sneered, "Did you suddenly realize that I actually know what you guys are doing with the witch? Don't worry, it's not just me who knows, the comrades at the street office know too. I think your burning of paper is fake, and the real purpose is to do something sinister or treacherous to harm my daughter's lifespan."
Jiang Zao suddenly realized.
10 eggs to buy her life!
She said it couldn't be that simple.
The comrade from the subdistrict office nodded and said, "We've already arrested the witch who spread feudal superstition and put her in an ideological education area. If you don't want to be arrested, just pay the fine."
At this point, the only thing she could do was pay the money. Feng Miao reluctantly took out ten yuan. She was reported and had to pay a fine, but everyone applauded the reporter Liu Chunhua. She could only swallow her tears and bear the pain.
The commotion on the street was intense. Gu Xiufang, understanding the situation, warmly invited Liu Chunhua to her home: "Since my mother-in-law is here, come have a meal at my house."
Liu Chunhua really wanted to take advantage, but she didn't want to stay for dinner and ruin other people's impression.
She hated freeloaders the most, so she said politely, "My daughter is well fed and warm here, and I'm satisfied. Your Shuisheng has taken good care of her. Look at her face, it's rosy and fair. My daughter-in-law is about to give birth, so I need to go back and cook for her. I won't stay. Thank you for your kindness, mother-in-law."
Huo Xiaoman's family came here to eat and take things away, and Liu Chunhua's resolute attitude of not being greedy made her particularly pleasing.
Gu Xiufang enthusiastically pulled her into the kitchen and scooped out 10 salted eggs from the jar. Life was difficult and not every family could afford salted duck eggs. A family that could pickle a few salted eggs was considered wealthy.
Liu Chunhua was almost overjoyed and pretended to walk out: "Goodbye, my in-laws, don't take so much. You have a big family, keep it for yourself."
Gu Xiufang grabbed her and said, "Don't leave. Even if you leave, I'll still come to your door. Don't bother. I just made some lard a few days ago, and there's a jar of lard residue left. I'll pack it in a lunch box for you. Take it home and stir-fry some wild vegetables, or add some to soups or porridge. It's all greasy."
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