When Xing Lanhua heard her husband mention her family, she immediately felt a little embarrassed.
After all, Tan Dingguo had refused when her family came to borrow grain before, which made her feel quite uneasy.
Unexpectedly, when he sent his eldest son to deliver the grain to his wife's family, they turned around and embarrassed him.
These past few days, some women in the village who had gone back to their parents' homes have come back and told everyone about the communal meals they used to eat at their parents' homes, which has made everyone in the village extremely envious.
Fortunately, Tan Dingguo had enough prestige in the village, otherwise someone would have definitely stormed into the brigade headquarters and demanded to switch to eating from the same pot.
However, even if no one went directly to the brigade headquarters to say it, it couldn't stop some people from having restless hearts.
"Okay, I'll go take a look. If it's really good, how about we learn from their style?"
Xing Lanhua tentatively tried to persuade Tan Dingguo.
Unexpectedly, Tan Dingguo slammed his hand holding the pipe on the table with a loud "bang".
"Bullshit! Women are all talk and no action. Is that something you can learn?"
Seeing her husband's glaring eyes, Xing Lanhua immediately fell silent.
Tan Dingguo's face was very unpleasant. Even his own wife was advising him like this. He didn't need to guess what the people in the village were thinking!
For now, he can still maintain control thanks to his prestige. But if this goes on for too long, people's hearts will waver, and any slight disturbance will likely cause a commotion.
He genuinely disapproved of the "iron rice bowl" system, but if the higher-ups really demanded it, he would have to comply even if he didn't want to.
However, before Xing Lanhua could go to her parents' home the next day, her eldest daughter, Tan Dahuan, came to visit.
Ever since Tan Dingguo scolded her last time, Tan Dahuan had made a harsh statement, saying that she would never set foot in her mother's house again.
Therefore, even though Xishan Village and Dongxi Village fought over water resources last time, Tan Dingguo never went to see Tan Dahuan, who had married into Dongxi Village.
Upon seeing Tan Dahuan, Xing Lanhua's heart skipped a beat. Her first thought was that thankfully, the old man had eaten breakfast early in the morning and gone to work at the brigade headquarters.
"Why are you here?"
After looking around and not seeing anyone else in the house, Xing Lanhua pulled her eldest daughter into the house.
"Mom, what are you doing? You're pulling my hand!"
After being pulled into the house, Tan Dahuan first withdrew his hand and muttered something in dissatisfaction.
Her eyes, however, started darting around in her parents' room.
"I'm asking you a question, what are you doing here?"
Xing Lanhua ignored Tan Dahuan's grumbling and asked in a stern voice with a straight face.
"Mother, I finally get to go back to my parents' home, and this is how you treat me?"
Yes, I was wrong before. Even if you were biased, I shouldn't have argued back or talked back.
"But so much time has passed, shouldn't your anger have subsided by now?"
Tan Dahuan said with dissatisfaction.
Listen to this, listen to this, is this an apology?
Fortunately, the old man wasn't there. If he were, hearing Da Huan's words would surely have led to another argument.
"Alright, enough nonsense, just tell me, what did you come back for?"
Your dad's gone to work. Don't dawdle. Once he gets back, don't worry about anything.
Xing Lanhua stared at Tan Dahuan, who was glaring at her. In the end, he was still her child.
Tan Dahuan, the eldest son, was the first child Xing Lanhua had ever been expecting after marrying into the Tan family.
Although she gave birth to a daughter, she didn't treat her daughter very badly.
It can be said that Xing Lanhua doted on both her eldest and youngest daughters.
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