Zhou Mingli was stunned: "Zhong Chengren and I divorced a long time ago, why did she come to see me?"
Zhang Chunxue snorted coldly, "Isn't it just that some people are willing to be servile? And it just so happens that Meng Wanshu is the one who likes to be servile."
Zhou Mingli's face turned dark: "She is sick!"
"Isn't he sick?" Zhang Chunxue patted her shoulder soothingly. "But don't worry, their good days won't last much longer."
Since Zhang Chunxue said so, Zhou Mingli felt a little relieved.
In fact, she had already forgotten Zhong Chengren a long time ago, after all, their divorce was so unpleasant.
Zhang Chunxue grabbed her hand again and said, "Come on, let's go eat. Don't think about that bastard and that vixen anymore."
"Anyway, Meng Wanshu is here to cause trouble for you, so just curse her back!"
"Don't just answer her whatever she says. Don't get entangled with her. No matter what she says, just call her a vixen."
Zhang Chunxue curled her lips and said, "I'll make sure she's pissed off enough to break down when the time comes."
Zhou Mingli didn't know what "breaking defense" meant, but her mother had already taught her, so she just had to do it.
After the family of four finished their meal, Zhang Chunxue went to teach Song Yanshen pronunciation as usual.
Song Yanshen is now making rapid progress and is learning simple syllables faster and faster.
Zhang Chunxue was extremely satisfied with his learning progress.
After coming out of Song Yanshen's room, Zhang Chunxue thought for a while and went back to her room to find a thin wooden board, then went to the kitchen to find a piece of unburned charcoal, and called Song Xingzhi over.
Song Xingzhi's face was filled with anger: "What did Sister Chunxue ask me to do?"
Zhang Chunxue handed him the item in her hand. "Xingzhi, your handwriting is beautiful. Write the word 'fox spirit' on this thin wooden board."
Song Xingzhi: ???
Although he was confused, he did as he was told.
Soon, three large characters written in a flamboyant style appeared on the thin wooden board.
Zhang Xue nodded with satisfaction: "As expected of Director Song, this handwriting is so beautiful!"
Song Xingzhi felt flattered by her praise.
Zhang Xue took the wooden board and went to find Song Yanshen again.
She handed the wooden board to Song Yanshen and said, "Tomorrow when you go to the stall with your sister Mingli, put this board in the cart. If Meng Wanshu really comes to bother your sister Mingli, and your sister Mingli calls her a vixen, you should raise the board so that Meng Wanshu can see it."
Song Yanshen originally thought that Zhou Mingli was really going to quarrel with Meng Wanshu. He was not very good at speaking and could not help his sister Mingli. Now that he had this wooden board, he could also participate. Just thinking about it made him feel excited.
The next day, the family members went to work, some went to work, some made braised food, and in the afternoon, they all went to set up their own stalls.
Zhou Mingli actually didn't take what Zhang Chunxue said seriously.
She felt that since Meng Wanshu was already married to Zhong Chengren, he would not bother her, Zhong Chengren's ex-wife, unless it was necessary.
Otherwise, wouldn't that just be causing trouble for yourself?
Therefore, although Zhou Mingli continued to set up a stall outside the grain and oil station with Song Yanshen, she focused all her attention on selling braised food and stewed dishes, and soon forgot about Meng Wanshu's matter.
However, what Zhou Mingli never expected was that when the grain and oil station was closing, Meng Wanshu came over with two people who wanted to buy braised food.
Meng Wanshu already knew that Zhang Xue had gone to the county to set up a stall, so she would not be here, so she had no worries.
After her two colleagues bought the braised food and stewed meats and left, she squeezed to the front.
Watching Zhou Mingli enthusiastically greeting other customers, Meng Wanshu sneered and said sarcastically, "Hey, Zhou Mingli, weren't you doing a good job cleaning in the hospital before? Why are you selling these braised dishes again?"
"Were you fired from the hospital?"
Zhou Mingli really didn't expect that Meng Wanshu would actually come and provoke her.
She looked at Meng Wanshu, her eyes full of admiration for Zhang Chunxue's insight into people's hearts, and speechless towards Meng Wanshu.
Is this guy really mentally ill?
If it were the old Zhou Mingli, she might have explained to Meng Wanshu that she resigned voluntarily and was not fired by the hospital.
But Zhou Mingli is no longer so silly now.
She puffed out her chest and said in a clear voice, "What are you talking about here, you vixen?"
"Don't want to buy anything? Don't delay my business if you don't buy anything!"
"Can't you see so many people want to buy things? You really have no tact!"
Her words made Song Yanshen, who had been worried, feel relieved.
Very good, very good. Sister Mingli really listened to her mother and didn’t make any excuses.
Song Yanshen also quickly pulled out the thin wooden board from the cart and directly showed the side with words in front of Meng Wanshu.
Vixen!
The three big words immediately attracted the attention of all the guests.
"Fox spirit?" a guest muttered.
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Meng Wanshu.
Meng Wanshu was originally shocked because Zhou Mingli dared to challenge her directly.
After all, in her impression, Zhou Mingli was a cowardly and docile person. After being confronted by her like this, Meng Wanshu was completely dumbfounded.
Where is the cowardice and docility you promised?
How come Zhou Mingli is like a completely different person now?
You even said she was a vixen?
How dare you talk to her in such a tone?
At this moment, the hateful little mute raised a piece of wood again...
When Meng Wanshu saw the words written on it, she almost fainted from anger!
This damn little mute, does he want to die?
At this moment, bathed in the gazes of the guests who were waiting for the show, Meng Wanshu was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
"You...you..." She pointed at Zhou Mingli and said through gritted teeth, "You bitch who was divorced by your husband..."
"You are a vixen who seduces other people's men!" Zhou Mingli retorted without hesitation.
Even when she was cursing, she still did not forget to cut the braised meat for the customer, collect the money, and give the change.
That's so orderly.
Meng Wanshu was really angry and screamed.
"You gave birth to a money-losing little bitch..."
"You're a vixen!"
"You're only fit to sell this kind of low-quality stuff here in your life!"
"You are a vixen!"
"You shameless ..."
"You vixen!"
Meng Wanshu was so angry that she jumped up and down, while Song Yanshen on the side almost pushed the wooden board in his hand in front of Meng Wanshu!
The others looked like they were enjoying the show.
This kind of scene of two women quarreling is really interesting.
The most important thing is that one person remains silent while the other one screams in anger...
Even more interesting.
Therefore, many customers are reluctant to leave even if they have already bought something. They buy another bowl of braised pork and eat while watching the fun.
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