"Mom..." Xia Xia suddenly grabbed her brother.
Although he was disappointed enough with his mother, there was still a little worry in his eyes.
The two glutinous rice balls stood on tiptoe again.
Through the frozen glass window, they saw the mother, who always hunched over, pouring cold water from the enamel pot on grandma.
After Jiang Ningning finished splashing the water, she stood far away, covering her chest with a frightened look on her face: "Mom, I'm helping you wash your face out of kindness, so if you don't appreciate it, forget it, but why are you throwing the bowl like a shrew?"
Tian Cuifen felt a chill run down her face, and now she heard her calling her a shrew, her face turned grim with anger.
"My face isn't dirty, why are you washing it? Besides, how can you help me like this?"
Jiang Ningning admitted her mistake frankly: "Mom, it's all my fault. You are such a dark-hearted person."
She still looked like a bullied young wife, her eyelashes half-closed and trembling slightly, like a little white flower drifting in the cold wind, and every word she uttered was more choking than the last.
"My parents are both martyrs. They have wiped out our Jiang family. Isn't my uncle afraid of being shot? Donglin is on the front line defending his country. He must let the leaders know that his family members are not well fed and clothed..."
Tian Cuifen threatened her eldest daughter-in-law with the same words, but was retorted back with the same words. Her expression changed dramatically, "What do you mean, eldest daughter-in-law? Are you saying that my Huo family abuses you? How can any daughter-in-law be as relaxed and blessed as you, without having to work and relying on her husband to support her?"
The more she spoke, the more reasonable her words became. Jiang Ningning didn't know how to do any housework. She almost set the kitchen on fire while making a fire, and she was bruised all over while moving honeycomb coal balls. If the voice is a little louder, Jiang Ningning will cry out of grievance.
It’s like marrying an ancestor!
"Who doesn't tighten their belts these days? You want to eat meat and fish every day? That's petty bourgeoisism, and you'll be criticized on big-character posters."
After being scolded harshly, Jiang Ningning was so ashamed and scared that she burst into tears.
Her voice trembled slightly: "Leave this blessing to mom to enjoy."
Then he flung open the door.
Tian Cuifen:?
Jiang Ningning wiped her tears with her hands, the corners of her eyes turned red, and the cold wind blew her raven-black hair.
Tough, fragile, and exceptionally beautiful.
The neighbors had long noticed the movements of the Jiang family. They stretched their heads to look over here, and saw such a sad and beautiful scene. They held their breath.
Jiang Ningning was seen with her hands on the red bricks of the corridor. "Tomorrow I will take Xia Xia and Man Man to the military region to ask Huo Donglin for a divorce and ask their leaders why Huo Donglin is so capable."
divorce? !
The crowd exploded.
No one knew that Jiang Ningning was being bullied by her husband's family. Even the director of women's affairs at the factory came to her house several times, trying to persuade her to stand up for herself.
Then Jiang Ningning gave all of it to her husband's family.
The factory leaders and neighbors simply gave up and treated them as a joke over time, and they only felt more pity for the twins.
The word divorce coming from Jiang Ningning's mouth is no less than a fairy tale.
Even Tian Cuifen's firecracker-like temper was temporarily extinguished.
Then it turned into overwhelming anger.
The eldest son's wife actually dared to file for divorce. Who gave her the courage?
While she was cursing, Jiang Ningning had already stepped onto the coal pile in the corridor, her trouser legs were stained black, and half of her body was sticking out.
A slender white neck is revealed, like a daffodil that has not had time to wither.
Jiang Ningning glanced down and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
Finished! This body seems to be afraid of heights.
She had no choice but to continue the play halfway through, her legs shaking as she continued to cry, "He married me so that I could bear children for him, but now all my allowance is used to "give thanks" to my parents.
My two children and I could only eat a vegetable steamed bun every two or three days. We were almost starving to death, but they still tried every possible way to take the house and work from our Jiang family and give them to their family.
Only these two things are absolutely not enough, so the only thing I, a useless mother, can leave for Xia Xia is full of things..."
At the end, her voice choked up again. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I tried hard to hold them back.
The person who had always been weak suddenly became strong, and as a mother, she was strong. Even if everyone was angry at her for not fighting for it and looked down on Jiang Ningning's behavior in the past, at this moment, they felt admiration and distress for her.
The aunties with strong empathy have already wiped their eyes. After all, Jiang Ningning has been raised by them since she was a child, and the old Jiang couple died for the factory.
It is neither moral nor logical to stand idly by.
Aunt Zhu ran out of the communal kitchen clutching a dustpan, her apron filled with coal slag falling down: "Ningning, don't do anything stupid. With us here, no one can take your room."
Jiang Ningning shook her head, and a soothing smile slowly appeared on the corner of her lips: "Thank you, Aunt Zhu, but I won't bother you anymore, in case..."
After a pause, she timidly glanced at Tian Cuifen, her thin body shrank a little, and her voice became even softer: "Lest you get stained with the smell of sex."
Aunt Zhu's chest suddenly ached. Jiang Ningning was such a good girl. Ever since she was kicked out of her husband's family, she had never taken the initiative to trouble them.
It has not been easy for a delicate woman to raise two children alone over the years. Now she would rather jump off the building to scare her husband's family than let them help. She is afraid that they will be in trouble from the Huo family!
Aunt Zhu glared at Tian Cuifen viciously and stood between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. "Don't be afraid. This is our textile factory's territory. It's not her turn as an outsider to make a scene."
Tian Cuifen gritted her teeth in anger and took two steps forward aggressively: "This is my Huo family's family affair."
"Mom, if you want to hit me, hit me first, don't take your anger out on Aunt Zhu. According to Article 5 of Chapter 3 of the Military Family Subsidy Regulations, those who falsely claim military allowances can be sentenced to three years of labor reform. Should I go to the commune's armed forces department to report the case now?"
Jiang Ningning climbed down from the coal briquettes, but her legs went weak due to her fear of heights and she was about to fall to the ground.
Two small figures in the corner rushed forward like cannonballs, one holding each of her hands.
"Mother……"
"Jiang Zhi, you are so stupid. You can't just climb high places casually."
Jiang Ningning realized belatedly that "Jiang Zhi" was calling her, and the sharp-tongued one should be the older brother of the twins.
They looked eye-catching, but they wore ill-fitting clothes with their trouser legs sticking out. The little hands that were holding onto his own were covered with purple frostbite.
It formed a sharp contrast on Jiang Ningning's snow-white and tender big hands.
Jiang Ningning felt a lump in her throat, and cursed the original owner and the original author a thousand times in her heart.
Noticing her strong gaze, he subconsciously retracted his hand.
Mom doesn't like them to look dirty, nor does she like them to stoop to picking up rags.
But he was too young, and the factory didn't want him to work, so he could only support his sister and mother by picking up scraps.
But this time, his mother held him tightly.
In the cold winter wind, although mother's hands were cold too, they were warmer than his.
The big hand wrapped around him tightly, leaving only a trace of snow-white, as if he was as clean as his mother.
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