Song Yan understood what she meant: to avoid being kicked out, she had to behave well. "I'm fine! I'll go make breakfast right now." What the hell do you mean, "I'm fine"? She'd better hold on until she's dead!
Jiang Xiaoxiao helped Song Yan start the fire and cook breakfast before leaving. Her food rations were at the educated youth settlement, so she couldn't eat breakfast at the Wei family's house.
Song Yan prepared warm water in a basin and brought it to Aunt Wei to wash her face.
Grandma Wei's hair had turned completely white; it was said that it all turned white shortly after her eldest son's accident. The pain from her injuries had kept her awake most of the night, and she looked very haggard. She had a blister on her lip. Seeing the old woman like this, Song Yan felt incredibly guilty. Most people get married happily, but Grandma Wei's marriage had nearly cost her her life. Although it wasn't entirely her fault, she needed to find a way to make amends! "Mother, it was all my fault last night! I made you suffer so much. I was wrong, and I promise I'll change. I'll definitely take good care of you from now on."
The old woman stopped wiping her face, her voice rising three octaves, "You've only been married for three days, and you already dare to argue with your husband. Do you know that in the old days, you'd be beaten to death by your husband, that wouldn't be a problem?"
"I know, I know. I definitely won't do it again next time." Husbands beating their wives are not uncommon in the city, and even more so in the countryside. What Song Yan did last night deserved a beating from any man.
Wei Aiguo stood at the door, his fists clenched again. Last night, he'd only mentioned that he didn't want a wife like that anymore, that he wanted a divorce. His mother had reacted angrily, saying, "Look at all the good families, none of them get divorced! It was just a quarrel! Her broken leg was an accident." The real reason last night was too embarrassing for Wei Aiguo to reveal, so he hadn't said it. In just a few words, his mother had developed blisters on her lips. Wei Aiguo wanted to rush into the house and throw this shameless woman out the door. But he couldn't. Would his mother accept the truth? Of course not! They'd used up all their cloth and cotton ration coupons for his wedding, made them new clothes and bedding, and with the dowry money, his mother had almost nothing left. A deep sense of powerlessness washed over him. How had their lives suddenly become such a mess?
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