After breakfast, when Jiang Baizhou went to the factory, Song Jiayu also started to get busy. The first thing she did was wash her dirty clothes from yesterday and hang them under the eaves to dry.
Yesterday, I moved the plastic bucket where I planted chives and placed it outside the eaves to get some sunlight.
The vegetable seeds and peanut seeds he brought were all in the palm of his hand, absorbing the energy of the wood-type supernatural seedlings.
Then Song Jiayu buried them one by one in the soil and sprinkled water on them.
Two plastic barrels were also moved outside to expose them to sunlight.
Three plastic buckets were placed under the eaves, and Song Jiayu moved a chair and sat on the side, holding melon seeds and honey water in an enamel cup.
His leisurely appearance is completely different from the people in the compound.
Xiong Cuihua was washing clothes for the whole family. Old Mrs. Qian and Old Mrs. Wang were carrying baskets to go to the farmers' market to buy things. Aunt Gu was taking care of the children at home and doing housework. The wife of the Wu family was also taking the sheets and quilts out to wash.
"Jia Yu, what are you doing?" Xiong Cuihua asked in confusion.
Song Jiayu pointed to three plastic buckets on the side and said, "I'm growing vegetables here. I come from the countryside, and I always feel uncomfortable if I don't grow some vegetables."
"Oh." Xiong Cuihua nodded.
When the two old ladies who had gone out together came back, they saw Jiang Baizhou's wife still sitting outside. Old Lady Qian, with all her old grudges and new grudges, couldn't stand it and said, "This is the first time I've seen a new daughter-in-law as lazy as this. You must not find such a lazy wife for my grandson."
Song Jiayu, who was speaking louder, really didn't care about the kind of people who didn't take care of their own family affairs but were meddling in other people's affairs. She replied, "Yes, you must not hire someone like me. You should hire that old ox who not only has to take care of your grandson, but also your whole family. I suggest you just hire a nanny."
"What's the point of looking for a nanny? My daughter Youfu will definitely find a good wife with a job." Old Mrs. Qian retorted.
"Yes, yes, I'm still looking for someone with a job. May I ask what kind of job does your Qian Youfu have? A factory worker? An official in the government, right?" Song Jiayu's conditions were higher and higher.
Old Mrs. Qian spoke with a bit of shame. Her eldest grandson, Qian Youfu, was an eighteen-year-old unemployed vagrant. Not to mention becoming an official, he couldn't even get into a factory.
Old Lady Wang defended Old Lady Qian, saying, "You're such a sharp-tongued young woman. What's wrong with us older generations saying a few words? You have to make a big deal out of it."
"Oh, then next time I meet your grandchildren, I can say a few words. I'm older than them, so please don't make a big deal out of it, okay?"
“…”
Song Jiayu fought against two nosy old ladies alone and won with her eloquence.
To those who are shameless and take advantage of their seniority, you have to be even more shameless than them.
If you dare to say something about me, I will dare to say something about your grandson.
Hold your life in your hands.
The two old ladies left in shame.
As for whether people would say bad things about her behind her back, Song Jiayu didn't care.
"Widow Yang, come out!"
Suddenly, a sound erupted from the compound next door.
Song Jiayu, who was sitting on the chair, stood up with a start.
It's coming, it's coming, bringing a big melon.
The one who was faster than Song Jiayu was Aunt Cuihua, who was washing clothes by the sink.
I saw someone go into the house and bring out a wooden ladder with four or five steps. He leaned it against the wall. When a person stood on the top of the ladder, he was just a head higher than the wall. He could see what was happening in the yard next door without being harmed by any unexpected disaster.
Song Jiayu, who was carrying a bench: ...
Damn, she lost.
There are even better people who are good at eating melons. She must learn from Comrade Xiong Cuihua.
Standing on the bench leaning against the wall, Song Jiayu just happened to have her head sticking out of the wall. If someone noticed, they would probably be scared by the two heads.
Song Jiayu handed over a handful of melon seeds and said, "Aunt Cuihua, can you tell me which two people were quarreling in the compound?"
Xiong Cuihua took the melon seeds, picked one up with her orchid finger, bit into it, and ate the kernel. She said, "The one with the big belly is the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family next door. The Zhou family is one of the richest families in Tianwen Lane. Lao Zhou and your father-in-law, Lao Jiang, are both level 3 drivers. His wife is also an employee of the neighborhood office. The couple has only one son, Xiao Zhou, who also works at the factory. He married Xiao Zhou's wife, and the three of them have a combined salary of over a hundred yuan. Now the one in her belly is the third generation of the Zhou family."
"Also, that enchanting widow Yang, her ex-husband died in a factory operation error. The factory compensated her with a sum of money, and the remaining job was given to her younger brother by the Yang family. Now she lives in this compound with her two daughters, living off her savings."
After roughly knowing the character information, Song Jiayu began to watch the show with great interest.
Xiao Zhou's wife was knocking on the door of Widow Yang's house, making a banging sound, and she said, "Widow Yang, come out. If you have the guts to steal my man, why don't you have the guts to open the door?", giving Song Jiayu the feeling that Aunt Xue had come to the world.
"Pingping, you misunderstood. I didn't seduce Zhou Jie. Can you please stop being unreasonable? You scared my two children!" A voice came from inside the house.
The voice was clear, with a clip-like sound that only modern people understand. The tone was not like the loud voices commonly heard in the compound, but had a soft and delicate feeling.
"Ah, bah! I saw it with my own eyes. Yesterday after get off work, you pestered my husband and took a bag of noodles and some money from him. I'm telling you, I tampered with the money. If you have no ulterior motives, take out the money and show it to me, otherwise I will never let you go today."
The grand opening ceremony of the compound next door was still going on, and Song Jiayu and Aunt Cuihua also talked about the onlookers' impressions after watching it.
Xiong Cuihua: "It seems that Xiao Zhou and Widow Yang's affair has been going on for a while?"
Song Jiayu: “???”
Xiong Cuihua: "You don't understand this, do you? Xiao Zhou's wife said she tampered with the money, it was nothing more than drawing a mark with a pen or something, but if she hadn't noticed that the money was missing from the house before, she wouldn't have done this."
Song Jiayu: "You are worthy of being Aunt Cuihua." You are a master at eating melons!
In the next courtyard, the door of Widow Yang's house was finally opened.
A woman came out, wearing fitted clothes that showed off her good figure. She also had a pretty face with clear eyes and a melon-shaped face. Her eyes were misty with tears, and she looked very aggrieved. She said, "Pingping, how could you wrongly accuse me like this? I'm a widow. How can I live like this with such a reputation? Zhou Jie did give me a bag of noodles and five yuan last night, but it was out of kindness because he saw that I was an orphan and a widow and had a hard time. I can't thank your family enough. Why do you think this of me and Zhou Jie?"
Li Pingping was so furious at being blamed like this that her stomach felt uncomfortable. Holding her big belly, she angrily scolded, "You are so shameless that you put your hands under my man's clothes, and this is how you show your gratitude? You two almost kissed!"
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