As for Qi Zhifang, she was almost driven crazy by Wang Fang. Wang Fang looked at Qi Zhifang with pitiful eyes and teary eyes, as if to say, "I have grievances, but I won't say them." She even advised others, "Don't blame my mother. She has a hard life too. I'm the one who failed me by choosing the wrong man. I deserve it."
Qi Zhifang was so angry that her head was splitting. She wanted to ignore it, but someone called the police. If she did, she would feel guilty. She took care of Wang Fang for a month. When Wang Fang could move again, Qi Zhifang looked at her coldly and said, "You are like a piece of stinking garbage now. Since you can move, stay away from me. Next time, even if you die in front of my door, I won't even look at you."
Wang Fang smiled and said, "How can that be? Mom, you are still my mother. You carried me for ten months and gave birth to me. You can be heartless and disown me, but I can't disown you! You saved my life, and I will definitely take care of you until the end. While we are alive, it will be just the two of us who depend on each other. If you die, only I will give you a grand funeral!"
By the way, what do you think? Should I move in with you, or should you move to my uncle's and live with me? If you ask me, you might as well move back with me; you'll save on rent and get to eat meat more often, right?
Qi Zhifang angrily left with the words, "You'll get your comeuppance!" and turned to leave. Wang Fang's eyes reddened, and she wiped away her tears fiercely, gritting her teeth as she said, "Since you gave birth to me, you have to take responsibility for me to the end."
I'm doing this because I'm learning from you. You ruined the Qi family back then, causing their destruction and death, but aren't you doing just fine now? You think you can get rid of me? No way!
"You hate me for ruining your relationship with that old man, but don't you even consider whether you're lucky enough to get married? My brother died because of your bad luck; you're destined to die without a son to see you off! Otherwise, why am I unharmed despite Yunxiang beating so many people? And you're unharmed too! I did nothing wrong; it's all your fault!"
Wang Fang packed her things and went back to her workplace, crying and begging, but in the end, they still let her stay as a doorman and she didn't have to go to the street to collect recyclables.
Back home, Xiao Cui, that sly cat, had run into trouble. Seeing Wang Fang, he squinted and said, "Oh! Our female warrior is back..." Wang Fang was furious. She sneered and snapped, "What? I'm back alive? What are you getting worked up about? Did I eat or drink your food? You're quite the busybody, like a hen brooding over ducklings! Oh dear! Look at my mouth! You're a barren hen; you can't raise anything worthwhile!"
Xiao Cui's face turned red with anger. "What do you mean! I can't have children, but I have a man. My man doesn't hit me or scold you. You can get pregnant, you've been pregnant several times, but your man doesn't treat you like a thing. He beat you to death. You can't have children!"
Wang Fang was furious and was about to yell at him when Qi Zhijun came out of the house and pulled Xiao Cui back inside. Wang Fang returned to the house with tears in her eyes, still seething with anger.
When Xiao Cui returned to the room, she still wouldn't let it go, saying, "Listen to what she's saying!"
Qi Zhijun said impatiently, "Didn't you start this trouble first?" Xiao Cui's eyes were red. How dare this penniless man look down on her? She deeply doubted whether she had really fallen to this point. What had she been striving for in this life?
Xiao Cui choked up and said, "Qi Zhijun, do you have any conscience? I've married you my whole life, and we've never had good food or nice clothes. You're still not on my side..."
Qi Zhijun looked at her coldly and said, "I don't owe you anything. The fact that we've gotten to where we are today is a tragedy of this era. If you're not satisfied, you can leave now! It's not like either of us can't live without the other."
Xiao Cui was so angry she looked like a madwoman. "What? You think I'm old, ugly, and can't have children, so you're going to find someone else? Look at yourself! Do you think anyone would want you? You're all this age and you don't even own a house..."
Qi Zhijun stood up and said, "Yes! I'm so worthless, why do you insist on clinging to me like this? Go on! Go pursue your happiness!"
Xiao Cui grabbed her bag and left in a huff, while Qi Zhijun lay down indifferently. For some reason, he kept thinking about Wei Shuqing and Aiguo lately.
At that time, Wei Shuqing was still very young. She had only been married into the family for less than half a year when she became sallow and thin. She said with a unhappy face, "Zhijun, my mother brought me ten catties of rice, but I didn't get to eat a single grain?"
I was very impatient at the time, thinking she was being stingy. "Isn't it because Fangzi isn't well and has three children? So Mom took it back to them. You, as their sister-in-law and aunt, are you going to compete with them for a bowl of rice?"
"Zhijun, the oil my mom brought is all gone! How can we possibly live like this? I give you all the money I earn, and now even the subsidies my mom gives me have to go down the drain? Your family is going too far..."
There are many things he often regrets. If he had stood up for justice and sided with Wei Shuqing back then, would they have ended up like this today? He closes his eyes, tears streaming down his face, and Wei Shuqing's recent appearance flashes through his mind, the way she called him "uncle" at the factory gate.
People who once had him in their hearts and minds can no longer recognize him.
Meanwhile, Wei Shuqing, whom he was thinking about, had recently encountered some troubles. That day, she and Zhao Dahu had just gotten home from work when they ran into Yang Xiaofu, a tall and pretty young woman who kept calling her "Auntie" and had a very sweet tongue. As they helped Zhao's mother serve the dishes, Zhao's mother cheerfully said, "Xiaofu, sit down quickly. We'll eat when Aiguo comes back!"
Actually, Wei Shuqing really thought this girl was nice, but her son just didn't click with her. Then, Zhao's father came out of the kitchen and cooked some eggplant with sauce. Just as he put it on the stove, Zhao Aiguo returned. When he saw Yang Xiaofu, he frowned and said, "Fudunzi, why are you eating at our house again? Don't you have any food?"
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