Li Qiuxiang accepted Wang Hong's grain coupons and money, but she didn't have the habit of cooking for everyone. Everyone ate the same thing. After finishing eating and cleaning up, she took the fat, dark-skinned Wang Changjiang for a walk. Li Qiuxiang took the leather shoes into the house, put them on, and walked back and forth on the bed several times, showing them great interest.
When Wang Dong returned, he was taken aback to see his wife wearing a pair of brown leather shoes. Over the years of their marriage, he had come to know Li Qiuxiang better; this woman was only willing to spend money on food, and nothing else.
"The sun must have risen in the west! Our miserly husband is actually buying himself leather shoes?" Wang Dong asked while washing his hands.
Li Qiuxiang said with a smile, "Your sister bought it for me. If you ask me, your sister is more sensible than you; she even knows to buy me things."
Wang Dong's eyes widened. "You ask her for 17 yuan a month, and she only has 8 yuan. How did she buy you that? These shoes must have cost over 40 yuan, right?"
Li Qiuxiang nodded. "Didn't you see she carries a bag to and from get off work? She also goes to bed quite late at night, secretly sewing shoe soles! I knew these shoes were earned by her own hands, they're very clean! By the way, later you can give your sister ten yuan and five jin of grain coupons, don't say I let her have them."
Wang Dong nodded, but didn't say anything. It wasn't a bad thing for him that Wang Hong could get along well with Li Qiuxiang.
The next day at work, Li Qiuxiang put it on, and Wang Hong was happy to see it too. Her brother had brought money and tickets the day before, and she knew that it was all thanks to her sister-in-law's agreement to subsidize it, otherwise her brother wouldn't have had any money.
Before leaving the house, she would deliberately stick her feet out for the neighbors to see. Only after everyone had greeted her would she smugly say, "Oh! My sister-in-law, Wang Hong, is such a spendthrift. I told her not to spend money on this, but she wouldn't listen and insisted on buying it for me. It's all out of the girl's good intentions, so wear it! Don't tell me that my police uniform needs to be paired with leather shoes to look smart, right?!"
She bragged about it all the way to work. Even Xiao Cui knew that Wang Hong had bought Li Qiuxiang a pair of leather shoes. While cooking, Xiao Cui grumbled, "Oh my! If you ask me, Qiuxiang really knows how to train people. Look how well Dongdong and Honghong have been raised! They just started working and got their paychecks and they already know to buy shoes for their sister-in-law. Dongdong's living situation has improved too; he's living in a three-and-a-half-room house now. The saying 'marry a virtuous wife' is absolutely true. Marry the right one, and life will get better and better; marry the wrong one, and you'll ruin generations!"
"What a bunch of scumbags! They got married when they were young, and they've been flirting all this time and still haven't gotten married. Even if the younger one is shameless, she knows to stay out of the way. The older one is almost fifty and still can't get married and is just staying at home."
Xiao Cui's voice came from the kitchen. Qi Zhifang was so angry that she wanted to stand up, but her mother held her down and shook her head. The two of them continued pasting cardboard.
Qi Zhifang's eyes welled up with tears. "Mom, do you think Wang Hong really holds a grudge against me? I've raised her for so many years, and just because I didn't do one thing to her, she turned her back on me and even bought leather shoes for Li Qiuxiang... she..."
Qi's mother said irritably, "Isn't this all your own doing? Back then, when I asked you to give up your job, she didn't want a job, she just wanted a spot. But you, you just clung to it and wouldn't let go. Now you can go and have that job with you!"
Qi Zhifang was angry that her mother didn't understand her and said, "Mom, what are you saying? I'm not saying I won't give it to her. I'm just thinking of giving it to her in a few years. It's not that I have to do anything. Otherwise, Wang Dong would still be sweeping the streets!"
Qi's mother put the things down, looked at Qi Zhifang, and sighed, "What? You're blaming Wang Dong for not being grateful to you? Why would he sweep the streets?"
Qi Zhifang stood up abruptly in anger. "Are you trying to force me to my death? Do you think I don't deserve to live? Fine, I'll die!" she said, and ran outside.
Mother Qi rubbed her temples, feeling annoyed just looking at this clueless person.
Almost there, just hang in there! There's still hope for her...
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