This series of scolding made Fang's mother confused. What did the Fang family's affairs have to do with this dead old woman? No one else jumped out, but the man and the old woman just now jumped out. What happened? Did it make them look capable?
The curses she cast were even fouler than those of the village chief's wife, who was the best at cursing in their village. She spoke in long paragraphs as if she didn't need to use her brain, as if they were born in her mouth and could be spurted out as soon as she opened her mouth. She said one sentence and the other party said ten sentences. How could she curse like this? There was not even a chance for her to get a word in.
But Fang's mother was still angry. She felt that it was okay to scold her and her old man, but why did she scold her sons? Her three sons were all excellent, and they were scolded by this damn old woman.
"You're not a man at all. You don't know how good my son is." Fang's mother cursed angrily, "You old woman, you're so nosy. Don't you think you can meddle in other people's business? You're nothing."
Old Lady Xia: "Who are you? Who are you? You are a bad thing. Your son who was not allowed to work has never achieved anything, and you have suppressed your promising daughter to the point of being a mess. You deserve to be poor all your life, and you deserve to be a nanny for your Fang family's things all your life. Are you serving your son? Are you serving your son's thing?"
Although the words were rough but the logic was sound, once these words were spoken, not only the girls in the factory, but even single men like Jiang Wenhua started to blush. What was Old Xia doing? What nonsense was he talking about?
"Old Xia, Old Xia, stop, let me say a few words." He was the one who started it, and he had to stop him, otherwise Old Xia would say something unpleasant again, and their textile factory would be laughed at if it got out. Their factory director must be having a headache to have such an old worker who just couldn't listen when he opened his mouth.
Jiang Wenhua still had to give him face. Just like he said, they had to cooperate well. So, Mrs. Xia kept her mouth shut.
When Fang's father and mother saw this, they believed even more that Jiang Wenhua was a leader. Didn't they see that such an arrogant old woman shut up after being told by this kid? If he wasn't a leader, who would have such face?
Although she was from the countryside, she was not unaware of some rules. Someone like this old woman was impossible for ordinary people to stop. It seemed that this young man held a high position.
A misunderstanding arose, but it was beneficial to Old Lady Xia and the others. After all, ordinary people really didn't dare to yell at their leaders. Even if it was just a leader in the factory, it would be intimidating.
Jiang Wenhua soon noticed that Fang's parents seemed to have softened their attitude. He guessed that his identity was starting to be useful, so he immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "Family members of Comrade Xiao Fang, why don't you tell me what you want to do this time?
You can't keep making a scene in the factory and affecting our production. Let me tell you, this is illegal. It would be bad if I asked the security department to take you to see the police. Why don't we talk calmly about what exactly are you doing here?
After arguing for quite some time, we still don't know why you just came up and slapped our Comrade Xiao Fang. Even if you are her parents, this is wrong."
Father Fang: "That's my daughter. I can beat her if I want. She deserves it if she dies. I gave her this life. Her life is mine. So what if I beat her?"
Fang Yingdi's heart, already half-hearted, sank even further upon hearing this. So, in her parents' eyes, her life wasn't her own, so it could be manipulated and abused at will?
The lives of her sisters were not their own, so when they were young, they worked like donkeys, ate little and worked hard, but they did not receive any praise. They only thought that it was their due, because their lives belonged to their parents, and if they died, it would be her bad luck. They might even think it was unlucky for her to die at home instead of letting them get married and receive less dowry.
This is not just their family, the fate of most girls in the village is like this. After their natal family has taken care of their in-laws, if they die in their natal family, they will be despised by them for having brought them bad luck. If they die in their in-laws family, they will also be scolded for not having brought them good luck and dying without even having done enough.
Fang Yingdi felt cold all over. How could this be considered family? This was even worse than the slavery of the old days. Slaves, at least, weren't kidnapped in the name of love. They'd been taught from a young age that this was just a transaction, no expectations, just a matter of living and waiting to die.
And they still expect that their parents still love them, but they just don’t know how to express it, or they don’t know how to raise children, but they will still love them to some extent.
That's what the books teach: there are no children who don't love their parents, and no parents who don't love their children. But now, how can this be called love? The books are wrong. Poor families don't have love, only the continuation of the family line and the full utilization of their possessions.
Fang Yingdi didn't know whether the children of working-class families or leaders' families suffered as much as they did. She had only seen that Qiao Yi's family was not like that. Her family was her ideal home. Everyone truly cared about each other. That was the kind of home she dreamed of having.
Jiang Wenhua found that Comrade Xiao Fang seemed to be shaking a little. He had his back to him and Fang's father and mother. Even when he was being pushed by Fang's father, he did not turn around or fight back. He was really angry.
"Listen, is this what a human being says? The law is made by your Fang family. The child's life is yours. You can beat him to death or kill him if you say so?" He pushed Fang's father toward the security department, and Deputy Captain Wang of the security department hugged him tightly. He was stunned. Who would want to hug an old man?
He immediately pushed the man away and shouted, "Just talk, don't touch me. If you do that again, even if you're family, I'll send you to the police station."
Mr. Fang didn't dare to take action after being threatened. He even spoke in a low voice, "Do the police still want us to discipline our daughter?"
Jiang Wenhua was released from the Public Security Bureau a few days ago. If Fang Yingdi doesn't turn against us, there might still be a chance. But the real worry is that if Fang Yingdi does, all our efforts will be wasted. To be safe, it's best not to go.
But whether they go or not, they still have to be scared. "Of course, you are a public security comrade who eats for free. Do you know that there is an old man in that family compound who abused his granddaughter and was quickly sent to a labor camp. We are different here from your village. Now confess, have you killed anyone?"
Old Lady Xia immediately followed up, "Looking at you, how many daughters did you have? It's more than the four Comrade Xiao Fang mentioned, right?"
Father Fang's face flushed. "I didn't kill anyone. How much can a girl eat? Wouldn't it be nice to raise her up and exchange her for a betrothal gift? I'm not stupid. Once the betrothal gift is exchanged, I can marry my son and live happily ever after."
This account was calculated clearly for him.
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