Snap!
Chen Wanping raised her hand and slapped Han Zhiyuan across the face.
Han Zhiyuan touched his swollen left cheek, angrily threw down the water ladle in his hand, and slapped Chen Wanping back.
"Who gave you permission to wear my clothes? Take them off!"
Han Zhiyuan rushed forward to snatch the clothes that Chen Wanping had put on.
I used to think Chen Wanping looked very sexy when I saw her wearing his shirt.
Now when he sees Chen Wanping wearing his shirt, he just thinks it's dirty!
Han Zhiyuan snatched his shirt back, angrily tore it to shreds, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it.
"Chen Wanping, you bitch! Get out of my house right now! I never want to see you again!"
"Han Zhiyuan, I am your wife, the mother of your three children. You shouldn't belittle me like this!" Chen Wanping was so angry that she was about to slap Han Zhiyuan, but Han Zhiyuan grabbed her wrist.
"As soon as my dad got sick, you ran off with all my money and stole my mom's savings. You didn't leave a single penny for me and our three children. Do you deserve to be my wife? Do you deserve to be the mother of three children?"
“I’ve already explained it to you. I was just trying to prevent your dad from squandering all our family’s money. I was trying to help you…”
Han Zhiyuan angrily shook off Chen Wanping's hand, "Do you really think I'm stupid?"
Chen Wanping was thrown heavily by Han Zhiyuan, her foot slipped, and she crashed into the wall. Angrily, she rushed up and punched Han Zhiyuan.
"You're so mean! You hurt me..."
"Get out of here!" Han Zhiyuan had no feelings for this woman who had abandoned her husband and children.
"Han Zhiyuan, you still say you don't mind me?"
"You don't even respect yourself, messing around with an old swindler. I feel disgusted just looking at you!" Han Zhiyuan was in a terrible mood. "Chen Wanping, if you have any conscience at all, return the money you took from my house. Don't let your three children grow up hating their own mother!"
"Han Zhiyuan, I gave birth to three children for you, and not only do you not feel sorry for me being schemed against by my grandfather, you also insult me like this?" Chen Wanping's aggrieved tears fell down.
The second son stood at the doorway, his face dirty and covered in tears.
She picked up her second son and was about to die.
Han Zhiyuan rushed to snatch the child.
The child was so frightened that he cried loudly.
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Inside the space, Song Yinhua would come in every two or three hours to feed the little black dog milk.
She spent the whole day paving a path in the courtyard of the new house with stones she found in the back mountain, connecting it to the main road outside the courtyard.
In the afternoon, Qiao Guilan came to find her and asked her to go on a blind date.
"I'm busy right now, I don't have time."
“The man is already here, so go and meet him. If you don’t like him, just find an excuse to go back. This is Qiu Xue’s cousin. If you don’t go, it will be hard to explain to Qiu Xue and her classmate.”
"Okay then, you go back first, I'll wash my hands and then go back."
Song Yinhua laid the stones one by one in the yard to form a path. After she was almost done, she washed her hands, went into her space to feed the little black dog milk, and then left.
Under the old locust tree at the village entrance, several unfamiliar women, dressed in flamboyant makeup, were loitering.
In this rural village, wearing makeup is considered improper.
When Song Yinhua passed by, she glanced at them curiously before going home.
Song Erzhuang and Qiao Guilan were both at home, and the house was full of people.
Three people from the man's side came.
One was Qiu Xue's high school classmate, and the other was her blind date, who was also her classmate's distant cousin.
Another one was an aunt from the groom's family.
This auntie is very good with words. She introduced her nephew's situation, only saying the good things.
“My nephew is only twenty-two years old this year. Many of his relatives live in the county town, and some even live in the provincial capital. They all have urban household registration. Your daughter will be very fortunate to marry into our family.”
My aunt talked on and on, going on and on about which relatives lived in the provincial capital, what high-ranking officials they were, and how rich they were; and which relatives lived in the county town, all of whom had urban household registration and were extremely wealthy.
Qiao Guilan listened with envy, feeling that her daughter was about to marry one of these relatives with urban household registration.
Song Erzhuang nodded in agreement, and a group of Song family relatives came to help oversee the process.
After hearing the groom's aunt's effusive praise, everyone thought the marriage was going to happen.
When Song Yinhua arrived home, she overheard two relatives from the same village discussing something in the courtyard.
"With such a good catch, why would he be interested in Er Zhuang's eldest daughter?"
"That's right, he's only twenty-two this year. I heard he's Qiu Xue's cousin, only four years older than her. With so many wealthy relatives, he's a perfect match for Qiu Xue."
"That young man was so thin he looked unrecognizable, like he was malnourished. His circumstances didn't look good at all. I bet he just has a few relatives with city residency."
"That old lady keeps talking, she's such a chatterbox, these relatives with city residency don't even know if it's true or not..."
"Shh! Don't say anything, Yinhua is back."
As Song Yinhua entered the house, the man's aunt greeted her with a smile, "This is Yinhua? My nephew, Afeng. We've heard about your situation from your sister, Qiuxue. I just chatted with your parents for a while, and they're very satisfied with Afeng."
The aunt then recounted how many relatives her nephew had who had urban household registrations, speaking with great enthusiasm.
Song Yinhua interrupted at the right moment, "I'm not marrying his relative!"
The aunt's expression changed. "Not only are A-Feng's relatives all from the city, but A-Feng himself is also very kind and filial. His parents are easy to get along with, and his younger siblings are all sensible. A-Feng's whole family are very good people."
Song Yinhua: "They all have very good personalities. If we have a conflict, does that mean I have a bad personality? That I'm the one who's hard to get along with?!"
The aunt's expression changed again; she realized this girl was not easily fooled.
“That’s not what I meant. I meant that Afeng’s family members are all very nice people. If you marry into their family, you’ll definitely be able to get along well with them.”
The aunt was a little hesitant, unsure whether she should say what came next.
I'm afraid this girl is hard to fool; she doesn't hold back when she speaks, and I don't want to make things awkward for her.
After thinking about it for a while, the aunt decided to speak up.
If the marriage doesn't go through, I can just leave. Even if people talk behind my back, I won't live in this village and they won't hear it.
"Yinhua, Afeng's parents are too old to come over, so I'm Afeng's aunt and I'm here on their behalf."
"His parents said that if you marry into their family, they will treat you like their own daughter."
“After you and Afeng get married, you will stay in your rural hometown to take care of your parents-in-law. Afeng will go to work in another city and send money back home.”
Qiao Guilan politely said, "After marriage, the man goes to work in another city, and the wife stays at home to take care of the children and serve her parents-in-law. Isn't that the norm? Several families in our village are like that."
Song Erzhuang also praised the young man, saying that he offered him a cigarette as soon as they met.
They are polite.
The couple kept urging Song Yinhua to agree to the marriage proposal.
The man's aunt said that as long as Song Yinhua agrees, they will find a fortune teller to choose an auspicious date right now.
Song Yinhua asked the man's aunt, who hadn't stopped talking, "If you marry your nephew, you'll have to stay in your hometown to serve your parents-in-law. I heard that your younger brother and sister-in-law are only a few years old. Who will take care of their food, drink, and daily needs? How much does your nephew earn a month? Is it enough to support them?"
The man's aunt quickly explained, "Ah Feng's parents said that after you get married, Ah Feng only needs to support you and the children. They and Ah Feng's younger brother and sister don't need to be taken care of by Ah Feng."
“His parents are in poor health and have difficulty even going out. They probably don’t have much ability to work anymore. His younger brother and sister are only a few years old. Who will take care of them? Auntie, are you in charge?”
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