Jiang Decai sighed, "Whether it's slow or fast, it won't be too far."
Mother Jiang didn't say anything else. She smiled and shook her head while cleaning up the dishes.
In the yard, when Jiang Xiaoci ran out, Lu Zhoushan quickly supported her. Seeing how anxious she was, he couldn't help but remind her gently, "Run slowly, don't be too anxious."
He didn't mean anything by this, but Jiang Xiaoci still blushed and said awkwardly, "No, it was cold that night. I didn't want to keep you waiting too long."
Lu Zhoushan smiled and gently stroked her soft head. She was so young, but she always thought about him. He felt like his heart was about to melt. Although it was cold at night, the cool breeze on his face made him feel warm all over.
He asked her opinion, "Shall I take you out for a walk?"
Jiang Xiaoci nodded: "Tuo."
The two of them were very close, walking side by side, preparing to take a stroll on the street.
Late at night, most people living in the compound were eating and resting at home. Not many people were walking around, and no one noticed them.
Only Liu Ermao's wife, who lived next door, came out to pour water for foot washing. She caught a glimpse of two figures walking away from the corner of her eye, one tall and one short. The man was tall and thin, and the woman was slender and graceful. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, wanting to take a closer look.
I don't recognize the man at all from his back, but the woman's figure and dress look so much like the daughter of Old Jiang.
Going out with a man late at night, I don't know what the Jiang family thinks, how shameless. Liu Ermao's wife curled her lips, but she didn't want to chase after him to find out what was going on. She turned around and went back into the house.
Liu Ermao was standing with his feet crossed, waiting for the water to dry. Seeing his wife had just come in, he complained casually, "Even pouring water is so slow. You stay at home all day and are getting lazier and lazier."
Liu Ermao's wife threw the basin down, raised her eyebrows, and said sarcastically, "Oh, I've become sick from serving you. I wish you could be like Old Jiang and arrange for your wife to work in the factory, doing light work."
These words were sarcastic and tinged with jealousy. Not only did she feel bad about it, but Liu Ermao also felt uncomfortable hearing it.
He frowned and said, "I don't want to argue with you. Old Jiang's wife is literate, and you can't even read a few words. You still want to do easy work like her? I'm afraid you're just dreaming."
When Liu Ermao's wife heard this, she exploded with rage: "Wow, Liu Ermao, finally you can speak your mind. You think I'm not as good as Lao Jiang's wife, right? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror. How can you compare to Lao Jiang?"
Jiang Decai was a down-to-earth man who loved his wife and children, and he was well-known throughout the compound. Few wives envied Jiang Decai's wife, and few men envied Jiang Decai's wife, who was well-educated, well-mannered, and had a good personality.
When Liu Ermao heard his wife's words, he immediately got angry: "You are just a bitch, how can you compare with Lao Jiang's wife? Are you deliberately looking for a quarrel tonight? I will beat you to death."
Liu Ermao's wife was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. She rolled up her sleeves, stretched her neck, and put her face close to him. "Liu Ermao! You bastard, hit me! If you have any reason, hit me, even if you want to kill me!"
Liu Ermao shouted, "What are you crazy about?"
The Liu couple was quarreling, but Liu Daya, the Liu family's daughter who was about to turn 18, was not surprised. She silently picked up the basin that her mother had just thrown on the ground. When she was about to put it down, her mother grabbed her arm.
Liu Ermao's wife was so angry that she had no place to vent her anger. Her two sons had no idea where to hide. She grabbed her daughter, her eyes wide open with a hint of ferocity, and her nails dug deep into her daughter's thin arms.
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