Sun Jinhua was self-righteous and did not believe she had done anything wrong.
Fan Qian didn't see anything wrong with taking some mushrooms from his two nieces; he was just worried about damaging his reputation and affecting his son's chances of finding a wife.
He waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, alright, I say one thing and you reply with ten, isn't that annoying? It's irritating to listen to!"
Sun Jinhua couldn't stand Fan Qian's behavior like this!
So, all her hard work and effort only earned her a single word of nagging from her husband?
"If you find it troublesome, then don't eat it!"
Fan Qian wasn't going to tolerate Sun Jinhua. "I'm the head of the household, not some woman like you."
Before he could finish speaking, a large group of people walked towards his house.
Sun Jinhua also saw it, and she stood up abruptly, her expression one of surprise and uncertainty.
She saw her sister-in-law, who was usually so quiet she could barely utter a sound, come to her house with a large group of women from the village.
She knew she wasn't popular in the village, but Hu Shuiqing had always been timid and foolish, only knowing how to work hard and not being close to anyone else in the village.
When did Hu Shuiqing's relationship with the women in the village improve?
But what were they doing at her house? She wasn't going to take advantage of her second son's family!
"Hey, Mr. Fan, so you're home all the time? Aren't you going to do anything about your wife?" Aunt Zhang asked first.
Fan Qian was completely confused. What did he care?
Sun Jinhua understood; this person had come to seek justice for the second son's family!
She scoffed, "Oh, Aunt Zhang, you can barely afford to eat at home, yet you still have the leisure to meddle in other people's business?"
"With this free time, I should shell some water caltrops to eat; at least during the lean season, it will fill my stomach."
Aunt Zhang was furious.
Everyone in the village knew that her family was poor, but was her poverty caused by her laziness?
No, it was her family's gambling addiction that caused them to lose all their money and harvest, and then sell their land. Finally, a few years ago, when they couldn't pay their gambling debts, they were beaten up by the casino's thugs and died on the way back.
Aunt Li frowned and spoke up for Aunt Zhang, saying, "Jinhua, Aunt Zhang has worked day and night for the past few years, and at least she hasn't let her six children starve to death, nor has she sold them. It's already very difficult to raise several children."
"Your husband's family is good, but you still had designs on Da Ya and Er Ya before. Tell me, is what you did a human being?"
"It's not Zhang's fault that her family is poor. She has a gambling husband in her family. What is she supposed to do?"
"You have such a vicious tongue, why do you always rub salt into people's wounds?"
"Not only is his mouth vicious, but his hands are too!"
A chorus of voices rose and fell in support of Aunt Zhang. Seeing everyone siding with Aunt Zhang, Sun Jinhua pursed her lips.
If a man is incompetent, then his wife is useless; if the family is poor, he won't even complain.
Seeing that his wife had offended everyone with her first words, Fan Qian could only change the subject and ask, "What brings you ladies here?"
There's an old saying that a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative; you can't afford to offend everyone.
In the past, during busy farming seasons, the second son's family would take over. Now that the second son's family has moved out, there will inevitably be times when they need help from people in the village.
"She pushed my second sister down the mountain for a few mushrooms. My second sister was covered in injuries. She wanted to kill my second sister!"
"From today onwards, she is no longer my aunt. If I kill her, I'll accept whatever the authorities do, whether they arrest me or kill me!" Fan Jiang shouted viciously, holding up a kitchen knife.
Sun Jinhua swallowed hard as she looked at the gleaming blade of the kitchen knife, and involuntarily moved her feet behind the head of the household.
It was just a little push, nothing more. I've pushed Er Ya countless times before.
Today, it's just that Er Ya was standing in the wrong spot. What does it have to do with her rolling down the mountain? Is it necessary to make such a big deal out of it?
Shui Qing hugged Fan Jiang tightly, tears streaming down her face, and cried out, "Jiang'er, don't do anything foolish! See what your uncle says!"
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