Chapter 200 I'm not dead yet, and you're crying!

She used to get along well with people, but now she doesn’t dare to talk to them because she is worried that they will ask her about her daughter-in-law!

"But Hao and I are already married, so you are my parents!"

"Okay, stop talking, give her some money, and let her go back first!"

"Every household is having a hard time right now. You should hurry back to work. Otherwise, if there is not enough food, you will be the one who will go hungry."

Zhou Zheng is indeed a leader, and she is very eloquent when she speaks. She did not blame Xia Jing, but considered her from her perspective.

Xia Jing had come into contact with Zhou Zheng in her life and knew that this man cared most about his reputation. She begged for mercy pitifully, "Dad, I want to go back to work, but as you can see, my injuries are mainly on my face. Now the weather is getting hotter and hotter. If I go back to work, I will sweat easily in the sun. When the sweat falls on the wound, it will become inflamed again, and it will be even more difficult to heal the scar."

"Dad, please let me stay here for a few more days. I'll go back after I pick the route!"

What else could Zhou Zheng say now? He nodded, which made Zhou's mother so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

"You're such a bitch, always trying to seduce men!"

Zhou's mother muttered in a low voice. Xia Jing heard it and her face turned even redder with shame. She hated Zhou's mother even more in her heart.

The Zhou family had one more person. Whenever Zhou Zheng or his mother went out, someone would gossip about their daughter-in-law. Both of them looked unhappy, but they could only smile and say to Xia Jing: "My daughter-in-law is just injured. She was pretty before!"

"How did your daughter-in-law get hurt? It's really unfortunate that such a beautiful girl got hurt on the face!"

Hearing this, Zhou's mother almost vomited blood.

What could she say? She couldn't say that her daughter-in-law had an affair with someone else's son, and that the son died, so she came to seek revenge, right?

Thinking of what Xia Jing had done in the village, Zhou's mother became even more determined to make the two divorce, the sooner the better.

Her son is such a good man, he can't be delayed by a bitch like Xia Jing.

It's a pity that her son's relatives are still in Yangliu Village, and she can't do anything about it. She has to get her son back as soon as possible.

After their son comes back, they can find someone else and get a divorce directly. It won’t be difficult.

Xia Jing didn't know what the Zhou family was planning. If she knew, she wondered if she would regret coming to the Zhou family.

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"Hey, Auntie Li, your clothes are really beautiful. Where did you buy them?"

After Xia Liang finished making the clothes, she gave them to Aunt Li. The two of them tried them on and found that they were the perfect size and fit them perfectly.

The clothes for the two of them were different from those made for Wang Fang and the others. Because they often worked and needed to bend over, Xia Liang made them a little looser, so it was very convenient for Aunt Li to squat down. Tian Tian Xia Liang also made them a little tighter at the waist, so that they looked a little thinner.

Aunt Li was extremely happy and went out for a walk wearing her new clothes. When the women on the street saw her, they were all envious of her.

At this time, let alone nice-looking clothes, even a new piece of clothing would be enough to make people envious.

"Oh, isn't this made for me by my daughter? Liangliang is so sensible. I told her that I have clothes to wear and she doesn't need them, but she just wouldn't listen and insisted on buying them for me and her dad. She made this herself? Look at the style, it's not available anywhere else, is it?"

Aunt Li laughed so hard that her eyes could not be seen, and her smug look made everyone jealous.

If it was Li's own daughter who had made new clothes for them, it would be fine! But it was not, it was her adopted daughter who was filial and obedient. Do you think they were jealous?

In the past, many women in the village liked Xia Liang, mainly because this girl was an educated youth, but she was willing to put in the effort.

Who would have thought that Auntie Li would get such a great bargain? Auntie Li was showing off proudly, and most people complimented her, but some people couldn't help but feel jealous.

"It's just a set of clothes, what's there to be proud of? It's not worth much anyway."

The woman who was speaking was holding a child, and her voice was not loud, but Aunt Li could hear it clearly.

"Hey, Liu Zhaodi, what do you mean? It's just a set of clothes. I remember you never had a set of clothes without patches, right? Why are you still glaring at me?"

But Aunt Li will not get used to Liu Zhaodi at all.

"Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind! Last time your eldest daughter ran to my daughter's house and stole food, are you still holding a grudge against her?"

Liu Zhaodi was so angry that her eyes turned red: "Auntie Li, I didn't take good care of my Da Shuang. I gave all of us to Xia Liang to compensate! What else do you want? Auntie Li, you don't want me to beat Da Shuang to death, do you?"

"Haha, Liu Zhaodi, what are you talking about? Who told you to beat your daughter to death? Compensation for Xia Liang? My daughter only asked for a little symbolic money, but your husband insisted on giving it to her? It is said that the father is to blame for the son's failure to teach him. Liu Zhaodi, wasn't it you who taught your daughter to do this?"

Auntie Li has never lost an argument, but she is well-known in the village for her loud mouth.

"Okay, both of you, stop talking. Liu Zhaodi, Aunt Li's daughter made clothes for her. You can be jealous, but there's no need to say it sourly!"

Aunt Xu has been with Aunt Li recently. The two of them have always had a good relationship, and now she is even more on Aunt Li's side.

Liu Zhaodi was so angry that she wanted to quarrel with Aunt Li, but the issue of her daughter was a burden on her. Every time she brought it up, the villagers looked at her with meaningful eyes.

“You, you…”

After saying "you" several times, Liu Zhaodi was unable to say anything else. In the end, she could only go home dejectedly with her child.

Da Shuang is still washing clothes at home. There is such a long row of clothes, including those for adults and children. She is not very old, but she is the one washing all the clothes.

Her hands were soaked until they turned white, but she didn't dare to be lazy. Her mother said that if she didn't finish washing them, she wouldn't have to eat.

The more Da Shuang thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. They were both mothers, so why weren’t other people’s children like her?

Liu Zhaodi came back angrily with her son in her arms, and saw her eldest daughter washing clothes with tears still on her face. She was already full of anger, and it was all because of this gluttonous lady. If it weren't for her, how could she not be able to hold her head up in public? She was even shorter than others when she quarreled with them.

"Why are you crying? I'm not even dead yet, and you're crying here!"

Liu Zhaodi yelled angrily.

Hearing this, Dashuang's thin body shuddered and his hands stopped moving.

"Tell me, Dashuang. In broad daylight, are you crying for your father or your mother? You really want me and your father to die, right?"