"It's not surprising that Yongmei spoke up, right? Family members don't hold grudges overnight. It's good to talk it out, it's good to talk it out..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Chunhua seemed to have been struck on a sore spot.
She suddenly plopped down on the ground, slapped her thighs with both hands, and burst into tears.
"Oh, my life is so hard! I became a widow at a young age, and my husband left me and my daughter all alone! These years, it has been so hard to make a living outside! I have to endure wind and sun, running around, all to support Haitang's education and hope that she will be successful!"
"Now that my daughter has finally succeeded and been admitted to the Beijing Municipal Cultural Troupe, becoming a proper artist, I just wanted to bring her to meet the elders and get acquainted with the family. How did we end up being treated like poor relatives begging for food? How did we end up being so disliked? God, please open your eyes and see!"
Su Qingzhi's eyelids twitched, and she sneered inwardly.
This woman is really clever.
Mentioning her widowhood first is meant to garner sympathy and make people hesitant to offend her.
Emphasizing again that his daughter joined the performing arts troupe is a subtle way of revealing his hand.
Although I am poor, my daughter is capable and I have powerful backers. Don't try to manipulate me.
This approach, combining soft and hard tactics, is both shrewd and ruthless.
But Su Qingzhi still had doubts in her heart.
Is it that easy to get into a performing arts troupe?
These days, which workplace isn't incredibly competitive and requires fierce competition to get in?
If she really had that much ability, she should have been doing very well in the city long ago.
Why would they go to the countryside to stage this melodramatic play?
Zhu Xiuqin could tell at a glance that this woman had impure intentions.
Pretending to cry and wail is nothing more than an attempt to gain sympathy and win benefits.
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