The old woman spoke with great conviction, as if Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli had spent her money on renovating the house.
The more she spoke, the more self-righteous she became, and the look in her eyes as she glanced at Jiang Ci seemed to say, 'You spendthrift woman, whoever marries you is doomed!'
Jiang Ci listened calmly to what she had to say, then shifted her gaze to a colleague beside her, "Do you know where she lives?"
My colleague was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "It's in the north room, the two rooms closest to the west side."
Jiang Ci nodded, turned to the side and called out, "Zhe Yue, Yang Yang, Miao Miao, come on, a kind auntie is treating us to dinner. Let's have dinner at her house tonight."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Huang Zheyue had already walked quickly to Jiang Ci's side, holding the hands of two children.
Jiang Ci took her three children and headed straight for the old lady's house.
Upon seeing this, the older woman immediately shouted, "Why are you eating at my house? Who invited you to dinner!"
Jiang Ci didn't stop walking, saying as she went, "You're right, it's making you feel bad that I spend my money. I've decided that from now on I won't spend any money. I'll eat at your house every day, which will save you money and prevent you from feeling bad."
Jiang Ci turned her head, a bright smile appearing on her fair face. "Auntie, look, it's killing two birds with one stone."
The old lady's face turned green with anger.
This courtyard originally had two sections; after crossing the hanging flower gate, it only took a few steps to reach this old lady's house.
The woman's son immediately stood up when he saw who it was, "Comrade Jiang, what brings you here?!"
Who in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs doesn't know the name Jiang Ci these days?
The woman's son was a former colleague of Jiang Ci's at the Protocol Department.
Everyone calls him Xiao Jia.
Jiang Ci, still smiling, said to Xiao Jia, "Comrade Jia, is this lady your mother?"
Xiao Jia nodded. "Yes, she's my mom."
Jiang Ci rushed over to Xiao Jia, saying, "Your mother is such a kind-hearted person. She felt sorry for me when she saw me fussing over adding furniture to the house, and she earnestly advised me that money shouldn't be spent like that."
"Your mother very kindly invited our family to dinner, and I couldn't refuse, so I had to come. You... don't mind, do you?"
Xiao Jia felt a burning sensation on his face after hearing Jiang Ci's words.
His family moved here early, and his mother watched Jiang Ci's husband tidy up the house every day. She secretly muttered several times at the dinner table that Jiang Ci really knew how to spend money and was extravagant, and was not a good wife.
Normally, Xiao Jia would just listen, since it had nothing to do with him. His mother was just that kind of gossipy woman, and he couldn't control her.
Unexpectedly, this time his mother actually danced right in the face of the person in question.
Jiang Ci is not someone to be trifled with. Zheng Xiao, who offended her last time, has now been transferred to logistics, and the house that was originally allocated to him has been given to Jiang Ci.
She's a favorite of ministers and vice ministers now, why would Xiao Jia bother to cause her trouble?
Xiao Jia's face burned, and he quickly said, "What do I mind? I don't mind at all! Comrade Jiang, please come in! We'll have dinner at my house tonight!"
Xiao Jia glared at his mother, Aunt Jia, and said, "Go and cut another two ounces of beef!"
Aunt Jia shrieked, "Why? Son, don't listen to her nonsense! I never invited her to our house for dinner! That shameless woman is all talk and no action!"
Aunt Jia glared at Jiang Ci with malice, "You shameless woman! You show up uninvited and dare to spout nonsense! Don't you have money? Come eat at my house!"
"Enough!"
Before Jiang Ci could answer, Xiao Jia, his face ashen, angrily shouted at his mother.
"How dare you talk like that!" Xiao Jia wanted to slap her own mother twice. It's their own money, why is an old lady like you meddling so much?! It's not like it's your money!
"Comrade Jiang, don't be angry with my mother. She's just an old lady from the countryside who doesn't know any better. Don't take it to heart," Xiao Jia said to Jiang Ci with a forced smile.
Jiang Ci still had a smile on her face, "Why shouldn't I hold it against her?"
Xiao Jia's smile froze when he heard Jiang Ci's words.
"Comrade Jia, I don't know if this is the first time your mother has brought up my family's affairs. If I didn't hear it, I'll pretend it didn't exist. But your mother has spoken to my face, so why should I not hold it against her?"
Jiang Ci's gaze swept across Aunt Jia's face. "According to your mother, I've become a landlord that everyone hates. If the red armband hadn't been overthrown, I would be the one being overthrown now."
"What? My family has some savings, and we put the money into renovating our house. In your mother's words, it means I'm spending money recklessly and squandering our family's wealth."
"Who does your mother think she is? Is she in charge of the neighborhood or the courtyard? Coming to my doorstep and saying I spend too much money? Do you think I spend your money? Do you think I eat your food?"
“She’s an old woman with outdated and conservative ideas. Even if I don’t argue with her, let me ask you, Comrade Jia, if I earn money, can’t I spend it? Or do you think that women should be frugal and not spend a single penny?”
Xiao Jia was so embarrassed by Jiang Ci's harsh words that he couldn't bring himself to say anything about women being frugal.
This is a new society now, where women hold up half the sky. We wouldn't dare say that women should have bound feet.
Xiao Jia kept apologizing, "Comrade Jiang, this is my family's fault. I didn't manage my mother well. Please don't be angry and don't hold it against her."
Aunt Jia was very unhappy to see her son behaving so subserviently in front of a woman.
But just as she was about to make a move, Xiao Jia grabbed her, glared at her secretly, and threatened her not to get angry.
Aunt Jia could only hold her breath.
The other people present were also stunned.
Jiangci's colleagues were also stunned.
When she was at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Jiang Ci was mostly kind and friendly, and she was very enthusiastic and energetic in her work. People who worked with her were easily infected by her energy, and as a result, the cadres who worked with Jiang Ci basically listened to her every word.
People from other departments also give Jiangci a thumbs up and praise it highly.
She doesn't blush with others, so others think Jiang Ci isn't a strong person in life.
But I never expected this.
Jiang Ci didn't give an inch to the troublemaking old lady.
They sighed inwardly, but then Jiang Ci said, "Auntie, let me make this clear to you. My family doesn't have many elderly relatives to help us, but don't think that my husband and I are the kind of people who are easily embarrassed and can't hold grudges against others over small frictions and conflicts."
“We’re neighbors, so we can discuss things together. If you dare to slander me again by saying I’m a landlord or say bad things about me, let me tell you, even if it comes to my workplace, I won’t let it go.”
Jiang Ci looked at Aunt Jia with a cold and serious gaze, showing no hint of joking.
This was said not only to Aunt Jia, but also to everyone else in the courtyard.
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