"Mom, can you please stop causing trouble? Every time we argue, you bring up old grievances. Did I want this to happen? How was I supposed to know that Chen Wanping was such a greedy and vain bitch? Now that things have come to this, you're my own mother, shouldn't you help me? Aren't Erbao and Sanya your own grandchildren? Isn't every family a grandmother taking care of her grandchildren? What do you do all day? Why don't you just die at the card table?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Naiyun started arguing with Han Zhiyuan.
The mother and son argued outside the machinery factory for nearly twenty minutes. Wang Naiyun even hit Han Zhiyuan a few times and dragged him back inside.
The eighteen-year-old girl waiting for him at home for his blind date looked lifeless. Han Zhiyuan thought the girl's appearance was acceptable, and whispered to his mother, "How much does she want?"
"Five hundred!" Wang Naiyun said softly. "If you have no objections, we'll place the order now. Your father and the two children need someone to take care of them. The house smells so bad that no one can even go in."
“Dad’s medicine costs every month are a bottomless pit. My entire salary goes to his medical expenses. Where am I going to get five hundred yuan?”
"The money comes from the sheep, so we'll borrow it first, and then make her pay it back after she's married into the family."
"How can a young girl like her repay this?"
Wang Naiyun glanced at her son and said, "Isn't it easy for a woman to make money? She can earn money while lying down."
Han Zhiyuan understood what his mother meant. "Mom, she's your daughter-in-law now that she's married into the family. How could you think of having her sell herself?"
"Then go find Wanping, get all the money back, and make her come back to take care of the children."
"I've completely broken up with Chen Wanping, so don't mention her anymore." Han Zhiyuan thought for a moment, "Whatever you say goes."
Once he makes a fortune, he'll definitely change wives.
He no longer cared how his own mother treated the little girl.
Just as Han Zhiyuan and his mother were borrowing money everywhere to finalize the marriage, Chen Wanping went to the state-owned machinery factory and caused a scene. On the first day the girl stayed at the Han family home, she secretly let the girl run away while Wang Naiyun was playing cards.
The girl is only eighteen years old and quite beautiful. If Han Zhiyuan marries her, he will eventually fall in love with her.
She would not tolerate Han Zhiyuan falling in love with someone else.
Unless someone like Song Yinhua is a jinx, old, and brings bad luck to others.
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After Huo Jianguo left home, Song Yinhua spent her days tending the vegetable garden in the yard and tending the fields and orchards at the new house at the foot of the mountain.
She took her madwoman with her wherever she went.
Old men in the village with wicked intentions would try to take advantage of the mentally ill woman. Knowing there were no men in the house, they would come and harass her at night, banging on the door. Some even used steel wire to pry open the door and try to commit indecent acts. She was bitten on the legs and arms by the little black dog inside the house and ran away crying for her parents.
In rural areas, if there's no man in the house, the family will be bullied.
The little black dog grew more and more like a wolf, and sometimes it would even howl like a wolf.
Knowing of Xiao Hei's existence, the old men with wicked intentions dared not come to harass her in the middle of the night, allowing Song Yinhua and the madwoman to live in peace.
Winter is coming.
The first snow of the year fell.
The little black dog grew into a ferocious black wolfhound, which was terrifying to look at from afar. The villagers went to the village chief's house to complain more than once, wanting to kill the black wolfhound, but the village chief stopped them each time.
The village chief knew that only with this large wolfhound around could Huo Jianguo's wife and his mentally ill mother be safe.
Before Huo Jianguo left, he promised Huo Jianguo that the village would take care of his wife and mother.
In the new house at the foot of the mountain.
Charcoal was burning in the brazier.
The madwoman lay on the ground, intently drawing.
She just draws and draws every day.
Aside from eating and sleeping, all I do is draw.
Song Yinhua cleaned the new house inside and out, cooked Laba porridge, and sat by the fire pit to warm herself while drinking the porridge.
The crazy mother has learned to eat by herself with a spoon and won't spill food everywhere.
"Sweet...delicious..." Madwoman looked at Song Yinhua happily.
A powerful black wolfhound was squatting on the ground eating Laba porridge from its dog bowl.
Song Yinhua cooked a lot of Laba porridge and sent a pot of it to her parents.
As soon as I entered the yard, I heard my parents arguing.
Song Erzhuang kicked the stool and yelled.
The factory just finished a batch of goods, and Song Baogen happened to be on holiday at home these past two days.
"Big sister!" he greeted her happily.
"Today is Laba Festival, and I cooked some Laba porridge. I'm bringing some over to you."
"Big sister, it's cold outside, come in quickly..."
Bang!
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a bowl shattering behind me.
Song Baogen turned his head and saw his wife, Li Wenxiu, standing behind him with a gloomy expression. A ceramic spoon had fallen to the ground and shattered.
He reluctantly sent Song Yinhua back.
"Big sister, then I won't keep you any longer, you can go back now." Song Baogen took a pot of Laba porridge.
"I'll say hello to my parents."
Li Wenxiu secretly nudged Song Baogen.
Song Baogen recalled the words his third sister, Qiuxue, had said to him when he returned from sending Caixing to the provincial capital.
[Second Brother, you and Wenxiu are a couple. Do you really want to be like Dad, letting your wife and children suffer for the sake of your relatives, and spending your whole life in a cold war with your wife?]
Song Baogen has resented his father since childhood for always putting his older brother and nephew first in everything.
He didn't want to be like his father.
"No need, sister, you go back first. Mom and Dad are talking inside. I'll tell them you've been back in a bit."
As soon as Song Baogen finished speaking, Li Wenxiu, who was heavily pregnant, pushed her into the room and closed the door to the main room.
When Song Yinhua faced Li Wenxiu's indifferent attitude, she realized that many people and things in her life had not changed.
Li Wenxiu is an example, and so is Caixing's.
Not wanting to put Baogen in a difficult position, Song Yinhua simply said goodbye and left.
She had just stepped out of the yard when she heard the sound of the pot of Laba porridge falling to the ground.
Song Baogen hurriedly opened the door and came out, took a broom and a large iron shovel into the house, and came out again. The large iron shovel was full of dirty Laba porridge, which he poured into the pigpen to feed the pigs.
Song Baogen turned his head unintentionally and saw Song Yinhua's back as she walked out of the courtyard, looking embarrassed and apologetic.
Qiao Guilan and her husband were arguing inside when they heard a pot fall to the ground. They ran out and saw the steaming Laba porridge on the floor, and their hearts ached with heartache.
Qiao Guilan took the bowl and was about to put the top layer of porridge that wasn't dirty into the bowl, as it was still edible.
Li Wenxiu refused.
"This was sent by Song Yinhua. She is a jinx, and she will bring death to her family. Eating her food will bring you death."
Qiao Guilan and Song Erzhuang were very dissatisfied with Li Wenxiu. They thought the grain was hard-earned and that eating a bowl of porridge could kill her.
But now, Li Wenxiu is in charge of everything in this family.
She threatened to abort her unborn child and divorce anyone who disobeyed her.
For the sake of their unborn grandson, Qiao Guilan and Song Erzhuang both tolerated it.
Song Baogen: "My older sister kindly cooked a pot of Laba porridge and brought it to us. If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. Why did you smash the perfectly good porridge? My older sister used to support our whole family. My parents, Qiu Xue, Cai Xing, and I are all alive and well. Nobody died. Don't listen to the fortune teller's nonsense!"
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