Song Tiezhu finally understood why his wife was in a bad mood. His face darkened, and he interrupted Zhu Guihua in a gruff voice: "I was wondering why you were so grumpy. Turns out you found out about Accountant Song's background and are thinking that he'll soon become a city dweller, so you're looking down on me now, right?"
"So what if it is?!"
Zhu Guihua glared, threw the shoe sole she was sewing into the sewing basket, and launched into a tirade against Song Tiezhu like a machine gun: "Growing up big and burly, you can barely read a few words, all you know is to work, and all your sons are like you, not one of them is smart..."
Listening to his wife listing his faults, and then her faults about her sons, Song Tiezhu's already dark face looked like it could drip ink. In a fit of anger, he said, "You think I'm bad at this and that? If you're so capable, go next door and find Accountant Song to divorce his wife and marry you!"
"Song Tiezhu! What nonsense are you spouting?!"
Zhu Guihua was furious. Her eyes widened like those of someone her age, and she gritted her teeth. She lunged at the man and scratched his face.
The series of actions happened so fast that Song Tiezhu didn't have time to react, and only felt a burning pain on his left cheek.
"You shrew! Zhu Guihua, you're a shrew!"
Song Tiezhu jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), pointing at Zhu Guihua with a furious expression.
"I'm a shrew? What kind of shrew am I? The real shrew is Li Jumei. Don't get the wrong person and label me like that!"
After scratching her husband, Zhu Guihua felt a little better. She snorted and said, "Don't think that just because I'm as illiterate as you, I'm any less capable. I know my own limitations and wouldn't go looking for trouble. Otherwise, I wouldn't have married someone as incompetent as you back then!"
"Zhu Guihua, if my mother hadn't said that your big buttocks would make you good at childbirth, do you think I, Song Tiezhu, would have even looked at you, with your short stature, round face, small eyes, and flat nose?"
The couple exposed each other's shortcomings.
"Who are you calling short and stout? Who are you calling round-faced, small-eyed, and flat-nosed?"
Zhu Guihua was so angry she could eat a man's heart. She said angrily, "I'm only a little shorter than that woman Li Jumei. How come I'm a shorty in your eyes?"
And my face, eyes, and nose—they're all perfectly fine. You're blind, nitpicking like you're missing something. Do you know that before I married you, I was considered one of the most beautiful girls in our Erdaogou village?
Song Tiezhu wanted to say something more in rebuttal, but at that moment, his sons came to the door of the couple's room one after another. The eldest son, Song Dawang, said with a not-so-good look, "Dad, Mom, can you please stop arguing? If other people hear this, how will my second brother and I be able to face anyone?"
He and his neighbor Song Qingbin were about the same age. Song Qingbin got married last winter, while he only got engaged this spring. The two families agreed to hold the wedding in December.
If people found out that his mother had feelings for Accountant Song, he and his brothers would never be able to live in the village again!
"Yes, Father, Mother, my elder brother is right. If others hear what you were arguing about, they will definitely start gossiping. If you want to ruin my elder brother's marriage, then just pretend I didn't say anything."
After Song Erwang finished speaking, he turned and went into the courtyard.
"Second brother, wait for me!"
Song Sanwang and his two younger brothers chased after Song Erwang and ran away, leaving Song Dawang alone standing in the same spot.
"It's already September, and there aren't many days left until the twelfth lunar month. Mother, if you really don't want me to get married, feel free to make a scene with Father!"
After saying this, Song Dawang didn't look at Zhu Guihua and Song Tiezhu again. His lips were tightly pursed, and he disappeared in no time.
"It's all your fault!"
Zhu Guihua glared at Song Tiezhu, muttering, "If you hadn't argued with me earlier, the boss and the others wouldn't have come. Now look what's happened, the boss is probably blaming us!"
"What are you blaming me for? If you weren't being unreasonable, saying I'm no good, that you feel marrying me is an insult to you, and comparing me to Accountant Song, would I have been talking back to you if you hadn't been making things up and belittling me?"
Song Tiezhu may be honest and simple, but that doesn't mean he can let his wife squat on his head and urinate on him. Besides, his wife was comparing him to Accountant Song, making him seem worthless. How could even the most honest person not be angry after hearing that?
"Can't you be a little more considerate of me?"
What a fool!
She's his wife; would it cost him anything to give in to her?
Zhu Guihua looked at Song Tiezhu with dissatisfaction.
"I kindly asked if something was wrong, but you didn't appreciate it and instead kept criticizing me. How am I supposed to tolerate that? Yes, I may be a bit simple-minded, but I'm not stupid or dumb. If I just let you keep criticizing and belittling me, where will I put my face as a man?!"
Song Tiezhu glanced at Zhu Guihua with a dark expression, and then left their room.
Watching his retreating figure, Zhu Guihua gritted her teeth, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that it was all Song Sanhe and Li Jumei's fault.
In her opinion, if Song Sanhe's background hadn't suddenly changed, causing her to feel jealous of Li Jumei, how could she have argued with her own man?
Damn plum!
How lucky I am!
When they were young, they were from the same village and had similar family members. However, she was considered a financial burden by her family, while he was cherished and loved by his family.
After getting married, the two still lived in the same village and became neighbors. However, the man she married was not only good-looking but also educated, while her husband was of average appearance and illiterate...
The more Zhu Guihua thought about it, the more jealous she became of Li Jumei. She wished she could switch places with Li Jumei so she could live a life of luxury in the city.
Song Tiezhu may be honest and simple, but that doesn't mean he can let his wife squat on his head and urinate on him. Besides, his wife was comparing him to Accountant Song, making him seem worthless. How could even the most honest person not be angry after hearing that?
"Can't you be a little more considerate of me?"
What a fool!
She's his wife; would it cost him anything to give in to her?
Zhu Guihua looked at Song Tiezhu with dissatisfaction.
"I kindly asked if something was wrong, but you didn't appreciate it and instead kept criticizing me. How am I supposed to tolerate that? Yes, I may be a bit simple-minded, but I'm not stupid or dumb. If I just let you keep criticizing and belittling me, where will I put my face as a man?!"
Song Tiezhu glanced at Zhu Guihua with a dark expression, and then left their room.
Watching his retreating figure, Zhu Guihua gritted her teeth, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that it was all Song Sanhe and Li Jumei's fault.
In her opinion, if Song Sanhe's background hadn't suddenly changed, causing her to feel jealous of Li Jumei, how could she have argued with her own man?
Damn plum!
How lucky I am!
When they were young, they were from the same village and had similar family members. However, she was considered a financial burden by her family, while he was cherished and loved by his family.
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