Since Jiang Yiran fell and gave birth prematurely, Niu Chunhua took the excuse that Peng Cuiying couldn't take good care of Jiang Yiran and openly moved back to Jiang Yiran's small house.
They even took up Peng Cuiying's original bedroom, so Peng Cuiying now has to sleep on the floor at night.
Although Qin Tieniu and Chen Ping did not come to live with them, they ate, drank, and relieved themselves here during the day, only returning to the house Qin Haiyang rented for them to sleep at night.
Peng Cuiying now has to take care of Jiang Yiran, who is weak after childbirth and has a strange temper, as well as Niu Chunhua and Qin Tieniu's family of three.
Not only is she exhausted every day like an old ox, but Niu Chunhua's family also treats her like she's entitled to their attention, bossing her around.
Hearing Niu Chunhua's shouting, Peng Cuiying finally couldn't take it anymore. She put her hands on her hips and retorted directly, "Are you a bunch of parasites without hands or feet? You wouldn't even be worthy of me cooking for you!"
Bah! Don't you all take a piss and look at yourselves in the mirror? You're just a bunch of maggots from the countryside!
If you want sponge cake or milk candy, go buy it yourself!
"Let me tell you, from today onwards, I will only buy groceries and cook for myself and my daughter. You can all get out of my way!"
Peng Cuiying had been putting up with Niu Chunhua and the others for a while, considering Jiang Yiran's feelings, but today she finally couldn't take it anymore.
Niu Chunhua has gained the upper hand in her contest with Peng Cuiying recently, and has practically started treating Peng Cuiying like a servant.
She never expected that Peng Cuiying would dare to resist.
She immediately rushed out into the corridor and started yelling at the door, "You, Peng Cuiying, so what if I'm from the countryside?"
I come from the countryside, my family has been poor for three generations, but my heart is always with the Party. My husband and my son are innocent!
Unlike you, your husband was executed, and your son is still in jail!
As soon as Niu Chunhua said this, Peng Cuiying's face turned extremely ugly.
She had been suppressed by Niu Chunhua during this period, not only because of her concern for Jiang Yiran, but also because she was afraid that Niu Chunhua and the others would reveal this matter.
Jiang Jiahua was executed, and Jiang Yong'an is in prison; these are stains on her record.
She traveled all the way to Beicheng because she didn't want to be gossiped about behind her back because of Jiang Jiahua and Jiang Yong'an.
But during this time, she noticed that more and more people in the compound were pointing fingers at her.
It's clear that Niu Chunhua's family has already revealed her family's affairs.
Since she could no longer hide it, she decided to give up entirely.
She lunged at Niu Chunhua, shouting, "Pah! So what if my husband was executed and my son is in jail? My eldest son is still an official, and my second son is still a military officer. They are so much better than your lazy, good-for-nothing son who's like an old worm!"
Outside, Peng Cuiying and Niu Chunhua quickly got into a fight.
The tenement buildings are not soundproof to begin with, so you have to keep your voice down when you're discussing something at home, to avoid being overheard by the walls.
Niu Chunhua and Peng Cuiying were pulling each other's hair without any regard for others, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding neighbors who came out to watch the spectacle.
Suddenly, a noisy commotion erupted outside.
Inside the room, Qin Tieniu and Chen Ping were sitting on an old sofa, cracking sunflower seeds.
Qin Tieniu put down the melon seeds and wanted to go out to help his mother.
Chen Ping quickly grabbed him, "Where are you going? Have you forgotten what I told you at the hospital last time?"
Qin Tieniu suddenly remembered that Peng Cuiying had two successful sons. He was a generation younger than Peng Cuiying, so he couldn't lay a hand on her.
“But Mom…” Qin Tieniu glanced at Peng Cuiying and Niu Chunhua, who were wrestling outside.
After all, she was his own mother, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Chen Ping cracked open a sunflower seed and said slowly, "Don't worry, when two old ladies fight, at most they'll just pull out a couple of clumps of hair and get a few cuts, but they'll still lose some flesh."
Upon hearing Chen Ping's words, Qin Tieniu immediately felt relieved and sat down to continue cracking sunflower seeds.
In the inner room, Jiang Yiran lay on the bed, her eyes open, staring motionlessly at the ceiling.
The tiny baby girl lay beside her, crying weakly.
She didn't even glance at it.
Why?
She was reborn, but why did she still end up with the same fate as in her previous life despite all her efforts?
It was the same in their past life. Zhang Wei had already promised that as long as she gave birth to his son, he would treat her well and live a good life with her.
But in the end, her son died, leaving behind only a useless little girl.
Zhang Wei hit her even harder.
This will be how it is for the rest of my life.
Her son is gone.
The uterus is gone.
What's the point of keeping this money-losing brat around!
She will never be able to give birth to a son for Qin Haiyang again.
Once Qin Haiyang becomes the richest man in China, he will definitely find another woman to have a son for him.
Qin Haiyang will divorce her then, and she will never become the wife of the richest man.
She was unwilling to accept it, unwilling to accept it!
Jiang Yiran was filled with resentment. She felt extremely annoyed by both the arguing outside and the crying of the baby beside her.
Especially the sound of the baby girl crying beside her; every time she heard her cry, she would think of her sons who had died young in both her lives.
Why?
Why was it her precious son who died both times, not a young girl?
"Wah wah—"
The baby girl was unwell, and her voice had become hoarse from crying, but she was still crying desperately.
Jiang Yiran was extremely annoyed, so she grabbed a pillow and shoved it over the baby girl's face. "Shut up, you're so annoying!"
*
Outside, Peng Cuiying had already beaten Niu Chunhua so badly that she had no chance to fight back.
Niu Chunhua knew she couldn't let her eldest son and daughter-in-law help her deal with Peng Cuiying, so she jumped up and down and rushed into Jiang Yiran's room.
"Third son's wife, your mother is going to beat you to death..."
Niu Chunhua's wailing was only halfway through when she suddenly screamed, "Ah—!"
"Jiang Yiran, what have you done?"
Peng Cuiying's heart skipped a beat. Forgetting all about fighting with Niu Chunhua, she rushed into Jiang Yiran's room in three steps.
Jiang Yiran sat on the bed, her unfocused eyes fixed on the swaddled baby in front of her.
The baby in swaddling clothes had its eyes wide open, its face ashen, and it was clear that it had already stopped breathing.
"Ranran, Ranran, what happened? What happened to the child..." Peng Cuiying was so frightened that she could barely speak.
Since returning from the hospital, Jiang Yiran has been lying in bed without saying a word.
She wouldn't even glance at the child if he was placed next to her.
Peng Cuiying initially thought that she was acting this way because she had lost her son, had her uterus removed, and could no longer have children.
We've always kept the child with her because we're afraid she'll do something foolish.
Thinking that if she might have those kinds of thoughts, looking at this child, at least she would live on for the sake of the child.
But unexpectedly...
"Hahaha……"
Jiang Yiran suddenly burst into laughter, "Good riddance, good riddance! My son is dead, what right does she have to live? Hahaha..."
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