That day, she and Wang Chunfang had another fight over the lack of work points, and she didn't go home for dinner. Jiang Jirong thought that his stepsister was sitting in the yard in a daze because she was too hungry to sleep.
When he got up and went back to the house, he suddenly whispered, "Third sister, big brother thinks you are very good the way you are now."
"It's cold outside, eat and go to bed early."
So Jiang Henian continued to sit in the yard surrounded by a circle of dim lights and quietly finished eating the cold steamed bun.
To put it bluntly, Jiang Jirong is a stepson from outside and has been living under someone else's roof. His status is awkward, so it is normal for him not to dare to report his mother's actions to his stepfather. The fact that he can secretly protect his silent stepsister shows that he has a kind nature.
People like Jiang Yanqiu, who imitated their vicious mother, are hopeless and deserve to be blamed for whatever fate they end up in.
Jiang Henian was lost in thought and didn't answer. Seeing her like this, Jiang Jirong didn't force her.
"Okay, I'll stop talking now. I have to go now. Fuquan will wake up and make a fuss soon. Take care, Third Sister."
He forced a smile, wiped his face, said goodbye to Jiang Henian, picked up his luggage again, and prepared to leave with his wife and children.
"Big brother."
Jiang Jirong paused and turned around.
"Be careful on the road."
Li Jirong's eyes turned red slightly. He smiled and shouted "Hey!", then he pulled up his heavy bag and left.
*
In the east of the village, is Lao Jiang’s house.
The yard and the house were in a mess.
Another stool was thrown out, smashing the water tank in the yard. Water flowed all over the ground, soaking clothes, shoes, broken bowls, broken pots, and broken glass...
After that, there was dead silence.
Wang Chunfang stood in front of the door, her hair disheveled and her chest heaving violently, her mind still filled with the words her eldest son said when he left.
"You are unworthy of being a mother and a wife! When Xiaobao and Xiaomiao grow up and are criticized in the village and can't hold their heads up, it will be all your fault!!"
She clenched her fists, stared at the closed gate with bare eyes, gnashing her teeth and saying angrily, "Unfilial son!"
"What do you know! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!"
She was almost hysterical.
Wang Chunfang suddenly turned around, not knowing what she was thinking about, and strode back into the house.
tear——
tear——
A red silk satin quilt with a mandarin duck pattern, which looked out of place in this small and dilapidated house with black smoked earth walls, was cut up and torn apart savagely.
One, two, three, torn to pieces with strong resentment.
Jiang Chengmin lifted the curtain and rushed in, and this was the scene he saw.
Wang Chunfang was sitting on the ground with her legs covered with bright red rags. She turned around when she heard the sound and suddenly laughed.
"I came back. This quilt was an eyesore to me, so I cut it."
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