Zhang Yuting felt that her mother was being unreasonable. "Mom, this is our family affair. What does it have to do with Nian Nian? Why are you bringing her up?"

When Ding Lanying heard her daughter defending Yang Niannian, she became even angrier and questioned her with a stern face.

"Whose family are you from? Is she your biological sister or your younger sister? Why are you defending her like this?"

"Did I say anything wrong? Before you met her, you were always a good girl. When did you ever disobey me or quarrel with me?"

"Don't think I don't know that you two often hang out together. I didn't say anything because your father told me not to. I shouldn't have listened to your father in the first place. If I had stopped you from contacting her earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Zhang Yuting couldn't listen any more, "Nian Nian never said anything to you, but you always talk about her behind her back."

Ding Lan raised his hand heroically again, but faced his daughter's disappointed look and finally did not hit her.

Trembling, he put his hand down again, "Why don't you think about why I said that to her? It's because she always opposes me, has no respect for elders, and deliberately tries to suppress me in everything she does."

"She even threw cold water on me before. She treated your own mother like this, and you still defended her. I really raised you in vain. If I had known you would become like this when you grew up, I should have strangled you to death."

Ding Lanying usually looks down on rural women who take care of children at home. She thinks those women are uneducated, and all they do all day long is discuss family matters, and they are very uncultured when they curse at others.

I always feel that I am much nobler than those military wives, and no one can compare with her. She is a successful new-age woman with education and a job, and she has raised her two children to become college students.

In fact, her expression at this moment was no different from that of others.

Zhang Yuting looked at Ding Lanying disappointedly, "Niannian, I never wanted to compete with you. It's your own vanity that's causing trouble."

After saying that, she went straight to the west room, took the new clothes she had just bought in the morning, and walked out of the main room.

Ding Lan was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Where are you going? Come back here."

Seeing that her daughter ignored her, she felt so angry that her chest ached. She quickly sat down on the stool, covered her chest and pounded it, looking like she was about to faint.

She thought her daughter would come back after seeing her like this, but she didn't even turn back.

Zhang Yuting didn’t have a bicycle. If she walked back to the city, it would be dark. After thinking about it, she decided to ask Yang Niannian to borrow a bicycle.

Lu Shishen was cooking in the kitchen, and Yang Niannian was sitting on a small stool peeling garlic. She was a little surprised to see Zhang Yuting suddenly appear at the door.

"Yuting, why are you here?"

Zhang Yuting said somewhat embarrassedly when she saw Lu Shishen was there too.

"Nian Nian, I want to borrow your bicycle for a while."

Yang Niannian noticed a few red finger marks on her cheeks and stood up to ask with concern, "Did your mother hit you?"

Hearing this, Lu Shishen put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said calmly, "You guys chat." Then he walked out of the kitchen directly.

Zhang Yuting smiled bitterly, "I don't know who my mother heard what from, but she knew that I came back in the same car with Brother Lu, so she slapped me in anger."

It would be a lie to say I wasn't sad.

It’s okay for outsiders to talk nonsense, but how could her own mother not believe her?

In order to avoid gossip, she rarely returns to the military family compound. Do they have to let her marry someone randomly to make everyone satisfied?

But even if she doesn't like Lu Nianfei, she can't just marry anyone, right?

Yang Niannian frowned, "Your mother is so unreasonable! Doesn't she know who her daughter is?"

After all, they were mother and daughter, so she couldn't say too much, "I'll get you some ice to put on your face!"

Zhang Yuting shook her head. "No, I'd better go back to the hospital. Otherwise, if my mother knew I was here, I don't know what would happen. She has been in a bad mood because of my brother's matter, and now she doesn't like anyone."

Yang Niannian knew Ding Lanying's temper. If she came and had a quarrel here, it would not be good for anyone.

"Then don't delay, hurry up and get going! It's not safe to be alone after dark."

Zhang Yuting nodded, "Okay, I'll take the bike to the scrapyard tomorrow, okay?"

Yang Niannian shook her head. "No, I won't be using the bike these two days. When I need it later, I can ask Jiang Yang to go to the hospital and use a tractor to tow it back."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuting didn't say much.

The bicycle was parked under the eaves. After saying goodbye to Yang Niannian, she pushed the bicycle out of the yard.

Lu Shishen came out from the inner room only after he heard no more talking outside.

Yang Niannian complained to him, "Director Ding is really interesting. It's obvious that he is taking out his anger on his son on his daughter."

If it weren't for the incident of Zhang Junhao's marriage, Ding Lanying would never have hit anyone just for something as simple as Zhang Yuting and Lu Nianfei being in the same car.

"It's in line with her style." Lu Shishen replied in a calm voice.

When talking about this topic, Yang Niannian asked casually, "How much gift money should we give for Director Ding's son's wedding?"

This is not his own sister's marriage. Lu Shishen knew that Yang Niannian really didn't understand, so he said.

"You don't have to pay, just buy a quilt cover or bed sheet in advance and send it over."

It has always been like this in the Military Family Residence. If the wedding is not held in the Military Family Residence, everyone just eats wedding candy.

If it is done in the Military Family Home, other military family members can only buy some small daily necessities and send them over.

Yang Niannian blinked, "So casual?"

Lu Shishen nodded and said, "You can ask Sister Wang, you can give her the same gift."

Yang Niannian understood, "Then let's follow Sister Wang! She is more capable than me."

"You're not bad either." Lu Shishen said seriously.

Yang Niannian was overjoyed by the compliment, and she pulled Lu Shishen into the kitchen with a smile, "It will be lively in August. Director Ding's son is getting married, and my parents-in-law will also come."

…

It was dinner time and the military wives were busy cooking in the kitchen. Apart from a few children, there were no adults walking around outside.

Zhang Yuting was afraid that others would see that she was beaten, so she prayed in her heart that she would not be seen. However, after she had taken a few steps, she ran into Lu Nianfei who was preparing to come to Yang Niannian's house for a free meal.

She lowered her head, trying to pretend she didn't see it, but Lu Nianfei stopped in front of her.

"It's so late, do you still need to go back to the hospital?"

Zhang Yuting gripped the handlebars nervously, her head almost buried in her neck, and replied hesitantly.

"Something happened at the hospital. I have to go back quickly."

Lu Nianfei had studied reconnaissance and had sharp eyes. He could see her slightly red and swollen cheek at a glance.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

Without waiting for Zhang Yuting to answer, he asked again in a brisk tone, "Did your mother beat you?"

The tone was like an elder teasing a child who was being beaten.

Zhang Yuting felt a little embarrassed to be beaten at such an old age, and because she was on the same bus with Lu Nianfei. She was too embarrassed to admit it, but she was not good at lying and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Lu Nianfei understood and didn't embarrass her, "It's not safe for a girl after dark, so go back quickly!"

Zhang Yuting felt as if she had been pardoned and hurried away pushing her bicycle.

Lu Nianfei turned around and glanced at her back, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

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