Upon hearing this, Sister Ji threw the rag in her hand on the ground. "Oh, so some thief has her eye on my husband."
That thieving woman actually dared to threaten and falsely accuse her husband?
He then asked with some concern, "Did she sue?"
Ji Sanfu shook his head honestly and said, "No, she said that, she's even going to accuse me of indecent assault. I'm so afraid of her, I don't even dare to look at her. As soon as I finish work, I run away as fast as I can, she can't catch me. Aren't I smart, wife?"
His face wore a smug, honest look, as if he wanted his wife to praise him.
As expected, Sister Ji immediately slapped her husband on the back and said in no sweet voice, "Well done..."
He shrugged and said angrily, "Tomorrow, I'll go and give him a good talking to."
Her husband dared not say much to the widow, fearing he would be implicated, but she was not afraid. She wanted to see which vixen she was!
Ji Sanmei watched the fire boiling water from outside. When it was almost burning, she would half-extinguish the stove to save coal.
Fu Weidong waved to her and whispered, "Little Bread?"
Ji Sanmei remembered this name to the core. She immediately turned to look at the little head peeking out from the next door, tilting her head suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
Fu Weidong said, "Bring me something that can hold water..."
Ji Sanmei nodded, then slipped into the house and soon brought out a small earthenware pot. She then saw Fu Weidong holding a cool bottle filled with a brown liquid, the contents of which she did not know.
She curiously touched the bottle. There was a light mist on the outside of the bottle. She recognized it; it had appeared after the bottle was put in the refrigerator.
Fu Weidong poured a bottle of water into the small earthenware pot and said, "This is what my sister asked me to share with your family. Take it home and try it; it's very delicious."
After Fu Weidong put the bottle away, Ji Sanmei took a sniff and smelled a unique sweet aroma, the smell of sugar.
She couldn't help but swallow hard, and on the short journey back to her house carrying the small earthenware pot, she took a big gulp. Oh my, she felt like she was floating.
Ji Sanfu and his wife were huddled together talking about the widow when they saw Ji Sanmei carefully carrying a small earthenware pot in. Ji Sanfu raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ji Sanmei placed the small earthenware pot on the table. Seeing that it was finally settled, she let out a deep breath, looking strangely nervous.
"The neighbors gave these to us, so we should all try them..."
She quickly scooped out several broken bowls from the house and looked expectantly at Sister-in-law Ji, waiting for her to divide them. Before Sister-in-law Ji could react, Ji Sanmei said anxiously, "Mom, hurry up and divide them, they won't get cold in a bit."
In a short while, the entire Ji family was drinking Fan Xiaofan's homemade "fat house drink," smacking their lips and savoring the taste.
It's sweet, cool, and delicious; I've never tasted such good water in my life.
"Why does it taste so good?"
Ji Sanfu wished he could lick the bowl clean again.
Because their neighbor was a young girl named Fan Xiaofan, the Ji family usually dealt with Fan Xiaofan through Ji's wife. However, Ji Sanfu had also heard a lot of gossip about the neighbors from his wife and knew that although the girl was young, she was quite formidable...
I heard she's a relative of President Xu, and she's currently working in the most prestigious technical department in their factory. Even Director Fang treats her with great respect.
People with such powerful connections are usually arrogant, like the Wang Ya and Wang Li sisters. But the neighbors are different; they come and go in a very generous manner.
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