Chen Shuyun did regret it. In fact, during the period when she had just divorced Su Jianshe, she regretted it all the time. She did not listen to the village chief. If she had listened to the village chief at that time and let Su Jianshe stay in the village, maybe she could have lived a better life.
She glanced at Su Ying.
If he stayed in the village, he might like Yingying and be more kind to her.
"Yes, I regret not listening to you."
The old village chief lit another cigarette and extinguished the match.
"Forget it, I'll just live my life now that I'm back."
When he said this, he raised his wrinkled eyes and looked at Widow Li and the many villagers who followed her.
"From that day on, if I hear those rumors about Su Ying in the village again, I will ask them, did you see them? Or did you hear them? If you can't tell me where they came from, don't blame me for causing trouble for you. We are all from the same village. She is only twenty years old. Why do you keep making up stories about her? And you say such ugly things. What? Do you think it's obvious?"
The old village chief glanced at Widow Li and the other women in the village who loved to gossip.
The women all lowered their heads subconsciously. The old village chief had a high prestige in Shangyang Village, and no one dared to contradict him.
The old village chief stood up and Chen Sanqiang hurried over to support him.
The old village chief glanced at him, picked up his pipe, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
The old village chief had scolded the two families, and the village chief persuaded them again, asking them to stop the conflict and get along well with each other.
Su Ying and Chen Shuyun sat and listened, then waited for him to tell everyone to go home.
The two men stood up and walked to Chen Sanqiang's wife.
Chen Shuyun looked at her neck, feeling a little anxious.
"Third sister-in-law, did she grab your neck? It's bleeding."
Chen Sanqiang's wife touched herself and felt a burning pain, so she cursed.
"I don't know why that woman keeps her nails so long, but I didn't suffer any loss. I pulled out a few strands of her hair. I shouldn't have held back on her. I should have just plucked that bitch bald."
Chen Shuyun was helpless, but also grateful.
"Third sister-in-law, next time you hear them say those things, don't pay attention to them. Widow Li is just that kind of person. Let's not suffer any loss."
Chen Sanqiang's wife snorted angrily.
"I won't indulge her. Isn't it just that she hooked up with a few old bachelors in the village? She has someone backing her up, so she dares to make up stories like this. But this time the village chief has spoken out, I guess she won't dare to say anything nonsense again."
She looked at Su Ying and was dragged back home by Chen Sanqiang.
Chen Shuyun sighed.
"Yingying, actually your third aunt is also a woman, and she's very kind to you."
Su Ying was silent. She didn't expect that she would fight with Widow Li for her. In fact, she was not very good at handling this kind of relationship between relatives.
In modern times, she has no relatives, only a few friends, and their relationship is probably similar to that of her former friends.
After returning home, Su Ying took out three buckets of malted milk that she brought back from Jiangcheng, and bought a pound of eggs from next door.
"Mom, I'm going to my third uncle's house, and the other two uncles' houses are coming over. Give each of them a bucket of malted milk. Oh, and there are still a few boxes of peach cakes. Give them another box of peach cakes each."
Chen Sanqiang didn't expect Su Ying to send so many things. The couple said they didn't want them, but Su Ying didn't care about them and put all the things on the big red cabinet.
Chen Sanqiang's wife's injury was simply treated. Su Ying asked if it needed to be bandaged, but she waved her hand.
"What's the big deal? He just got caught a few times. He'll be fine in a couple of days. Come on, sit down. My son is having noodles tonight. You can eat here."
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