Qiao Wanyue didn't want Lu Rong to see the truth, but rather she wanted to tell him that wounds don't heal so easily.
A blood tie and a perfunctory apology cannot make up for the suffering Lu Xingxing has endured over the past five years.
Lu Rong's face instantly turned pale.
Qiao Wanyue did not get involved in the matters between the mother and daughter, but weighed the dried vegetables and had the recorder write them down.
Payment will be made after all goods are delivered.
Lu Rong left, looking dejected.
Accompanying her was an aunt from the same village, a friend Lu Rong had recently made.
"Wanyue, aren't you hurting your mother-in-law's feelings with those words?" Her aunt looked at her disapprovingly.
“Auntie, does Xingxing have to forgive my mother-in-law just because she apologizes? She is Lu Rong’s daughter, but first and foremost she is a person, and only then is she someone’s daughter and mother. She doesn’t need to forgive anyone for her sake.”
"Wanyue, your mother-in-law has had a tough time too."
Qiao Wanyue smiled and asked, "Auntie, will you forgive your mother-in-law?"
When her mother-in-law was mentioned, the aunt jumped up immediately.
"No way! When I gave birth to my first child, she wouldn't even let me drink water and made me get out of bed. She said that no woman would be so dramatic with me. If I hadn't had a bad postpartum period, I wouldn't have had such severe bleeding when I gave birth to my daughter. My daughter was born weak, and she still tormented her. She tried to drown my daughter several times. I wish that old woman would die."
Qiao Wanyue shrugged.
"Auntie, if you can't even be a saint yourself, don't try to persuade Xingxing."
Aunt:.......
Is that how you give advice?!
She thought about it again and realized that although the words were rough, the reasoning was sound.
Although Lu Rong and Lu Xingxing are mother and daughter, the damage has already been done.
There's no way an apology can make up for it.
She has never spoken to that old hag over the years, but every time she sees her, she can't eat for three days and three nights. Luckily, they separated their households, otherwise she would have died of anger.
In an instant, she learned to empathize.
He also shut his mouth.
The aunties and older women who wanted to be good people didn't dare to offer any advice after hearing this.
After all, everyone has someone they hate to the core.
forgive--
That's impossible.
Qiao Wanyue did not go home for lunch.
The brigade leader cooked a large pot of food at the brigade headquarters. Some people were building houses at the brigade headquarters, and others were making pastries. In order to save time, the brigade provided one meal, and after eating, they continued to work.
Although the working hours have increased, no one has complained. Lunch consists of steamed white flour buns and stewed vegetables. We can't eat such good food at home, and it's a waste of our family's food.
Everyone worked even harder.
In the afternoon, the team leader came over and asked Qiao Wanyue and Secretary Guo to decide how they planned the new house.
Qiao Wanyue had already asked Old Hu to draw up the design drawings. Old Hu was a professional, and Qiao Wanyue simply explained her needs. She wanted to build a factory like those in state-owned factories, which required a large space.
Moreover, their scale will definitely expand in the future, so there needs to be enough open space on both sides, and enough space inside to accommodate people.
Old Hu, being knowledgeable and experienced, understood what Qiao Wanyue meant. There were many things that couldn't be said openly now. There were policies governing building houses and doing construction work, and if one accidentally crossed the line, it would easily give others something to talk about.
Qiao Wanyue stopped there.
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