"Hongmei, you're so kind of you, you really think of me!"
"Although Mother is good to me, she is never as good to Xiaohua."
Zhang Hongmei smiled and said, "Of course, we are the closest of husband and wife. I am thinking of you because I am thinking of myself."
Wang Dachuan felt that Zhang Hongmei was right, so he looked at his mother and said, "Mother, you said we are family."
"Keep this money with Hongmei!"
"You're getting old and forgetful, so the red plum blossoms are just right."
Aunt Wang is almost depressed.
She had no idea what was going on; her son had recently become distant from her.
She glared fiercely at Zhang Hongmei, then turned and went back into the house.
She was so angry she almost died. Even today, there are still rumors in the village that Wang Dachuan is not her biological son.
That little bitch Zhang Hongmei, she's really got some nerve now.
I don't know how she found out.
But this was something that neither she nor her deceased father knew about.
How did Zhang Hongmei find out?
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt; her son wasn't as filial to her as he used to be.
But she would never dare to tell anyone about this!
Apart from my parents and cousin, no one else knew.
She feels uneasy every time she sees Zhang Hongmei now.
My parents are long dead!
Therefore, she no longer dares to push Zhang Hongmei too hard.
She tolerated her domineering behavior at home.
Because she was afraid that Zhang Hongmei might actually have some evidence.
At that time, her son will be far away from her.
Her son is her lifeline in her old age, and she cannot afford to lose him.
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