Family compound.
Bai Wanrou was cooking. The kitchen was the hottest and most unbearable place in the summer.
Ma Xiangyang and Ma Qingxiang were patients and unable to move. Liu Cuihua sat in the living room with her legs crossed, eating melon seeds.
My sister-in-law Ma Hongxia is so lazy that she is getting cramps. After graduating from high school, she didn't go to work and just stayed at home eating and drinking every day.
Although Bai Wanrou was reluctant, she did it for the sake of her reputation as a virtuous woman.
The clothes on her back were soaked and beads of sweat were dripping down her forehead.
"It's time to eat!" She brought the food to the dining table, and several people immediately sat down at the table.
"Mom, Xiangyang, eat quickly!" She served the rice virtuously.
Having been hungry since morning, the whole family picked up their bowls and prepared to eat.
Ma Hongxia looked at the green on the table and her face collapsed: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
"There's not even a hint of meat on this table!"
"Yes!" Liu Cuihua also frowned in dissatisfaction: "Xiangyang's body is still injured and needs to be healed."
"We have to make some bone soup anyway. How can we eat these vegetable leaves?"
The mother and daughter complained, and Bai Wanrou couldn't help but exert force with the chopsticks in her hand.
Ma Xiaojun also pouted: "Mom, I want to eat braised pork, I don't like vegetables."
In the past, Jiang Manyue was responsible for buying groceries and cooking for the family, but now that she has left, she is the only one who has to do it.
Even after it was done, she still felt disgusted. She looked at Ma Xiangyang with gritted teeth.
She even washed her father-in-law's pants filled with several large basins of feces and urine while enduring the nausea.
Cooking and washing clothes, she never suffered such humiliation in the past.
The pair of delicate hands were scalded red by the oil. Seeing Bai Wanrou's eyes filled with tears, Ma Xiangyang felt helpless and distressed.
"Mom, Hongxia and Wanrou worked so hard to prepare this meal, please stop talking."
"Do you have any money left? Just go out and buy some good food this afternoon."
"What? I don't have any money!" Liu Cuihua got angry when she heard that she was asked for money: "Jiang Manyue bought all the vegetables for our family before."
Her family used to eat her food, drink her drinks and live in her house, but now she doesn't care about them and they can only eat coarse food.
Ma Xiangyang searched his trouser pockets, which were cleaner than his face.
After finishing the bland meal, Bai Wanrou really couldn't wait any longer.
Jiang Manyue's job has been sold to her. The position of quality inspector is watched by many people, so she has to get it as soon as possible to feel at ease.
Ma Xiangyang's leg had not yet healed, so he came to the cotton mill in a wheelchair.
In the director's office.
With a click, the job transfer stamp was stamped.
Seeing Director Sun sign, Bai Wanrou couldn't help but smile.
Finally, the job fell into her hands.
Ma Xiangyang sat beside him somewhat awkwardly, and Director Sun was a little surprised to see him.
"Deputy Director Ma, aren't you still in the hospital recovering from your injuries? Why are you here?"
He also wanted to recuperate in the hospital, but was kicked out because he had no money to pay.
Ma Xiangyang stammered, "Director Sun, can I get this month's salary in advance?"
The medical bills at the hospital have not been paid yet, and there is no living expenses left at home.
Jiang Manyue was still angry with him and ignored him, so he had to come and borrow money.
Director Sun looked embarrassed and then looked at Bai Wanrou with contempt.
"Deputy Director Ma, you just borrowed 3,000 yuan from the factory yesterday to help Comrade Bai buy a job."
"The factory manager has specifically instructed that 50 yuan will be deducted from your salary every month from now on."
"It won't be until the three thousand yuan arrears are fully deducted, so I can only advance you 37 yuan now."
My monthly salary is 87 yuan, and after deducting 50 yuan in loan repayment, this is all that's left.
That is to say, for the next five years, he will have to use his salary to pay off Bai Wanrou's three thousand yuan debt.
The price paid for a job was too high, and Ma Xiangyang's eyes were inevitably filled with resentment.
Bai Wanrou awkwardly held the work that had just been stamped, and it suddenly felt hot.
"I understand!" He was dissatisfied, but he could only advance the remaining 37 yuan.
There are five or six people in the family to feed, and this amount of money can't last more than half a month.
What's more, his burned face and legs still needed treatment, and this was not the result he wanted.
We must quickly coax Jiang Manyue and make her continue to take out the money obediently.
Ma Xiangyang was filled with anger and was about to turn around and leave.
"Oh, that's right!"
Director Sun thought of something and took out an envelope from the drawer.
"Comrade Jiang is not at work right now. You can take this to her."
Ma Xiangyang frowned as he looked at the envelope, which turned out to be from the marriage registration authority.
Before Director Sun could stop him, he quickly opened the envelope and was stunned when he saw the contents inside.
"Isn't this our marriage application? Why is it here?"
The word "rejected" was written in big red and glaring.
Director Sun was puzzled: "You don't know? Comrade Jiang asked to reject the marriage application."
Ma Xiangyang just felt that his breathing was consistent. She actually wanted to break off the engagement with him?
I thought Jiang Manyue was just throwing a tantrum, but unexpectedly she was determined not to marry him.
She actually secretly rejected his marriage application behind his back. This woman is really something.
Bai Wanrou looked at the rejected marriage application and an obvious smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
But she complained with regret: "Man Yue is too angry. How can I regret it after the wedding is already held?"
Ma Xiangyang was furious and tore it up: "Director Sun, I want to reapply for marriage."
"What?" Director Sun was unable to stop him and watched him tear up the application.
Marriage is a matter between two people, but he can't have the final say alone.
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