"Song Ruan, are you going back?"
Watching Song Ruan walking out, Chen Hongying deliberately called her, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for everyone to hear.
From childhood to adulthood, whenever they were together, other people's admiring eyes were always on Song Ruan, and she was always seen as a follower, an unremarkable little poor girl with no parents.
Why? Just because she is pretty and has parents and a brother who love her?
But now you see, the one being surrounded and envied is Chen Hongying, not Song Ruan.
Things have changed, isn't it time for her to take over?
"Song Ruan, do you still mind that Brother Jianguo didn't want you and chose me?"
Chen Hongying's words reminded the people present of the emotional entanglements between these people, and they all turned their eyes to them.
"Are you Song Ruan? The girlfriend of my family before the founding of the People's Republic of China?" Old Mrs. Zhao stopped chatting with others, squinted her eyes, and looked her up and down.
Song Ruan didn't want to pay attention to them, but there were always people who wanted to provoke her.
Song Ruan turned around and hugged her elbows. "Yes, I was dating Zhao Jianguo before, but I saw him and Chen Hongying rolling around naked in the cornfield, so I didn't want him anymore. How do you think? Are you satisfied with what I said?"
"You!" Old Mrs. Song pointed at her, very angry.
Song Ruan finished speaking to Old Lady Zhao without waiting for her to speak.
Then he looked at Chen Hongying, "And you, Chen Hongying. Are you so proud of being the mistress? Do you want me to give you an award?"
Song Ruan smiled and asked sincerely: "In fact, I have never understood that you are the one without moral integrity. Why do you always want to target me? Why do you always want to make trouble? Can't we just live our own lives?"
As soon as Song Ruan said these words, the surrounding villagers immediately started discussing with great interest, pointing and talking at Zhao Jianguo and the others.
Zhao Jianguo's face turned black. Is Chen Hongying a reincarnated idiot? Why bring up such a thing at this time?
Chen Hongying also felt aggrieved. She just wanted to say a few words to Song Ruan, but she didn't expect Song Ruan to be so sharp-tongued now.
Chen Hongying lowered her head, her eyes red: "Song Ruan, don't misunderstand..."
"Stop." Song Ruan interrupted her performance, "We are not familiar with each other, so there is no need to talk about misunderstandings. Besides, I really have no interest in a weakling like Zhao Jianguo who can't even lift a hoe, so you can rest assured."
After Song Ruan finished speaking, she took Yang Bin and Yang Moer, who had been staying by her side, away.
Leaving everyone stunned.
Only after Song Ruan walked away did the villagers come to their senses.
"Puchi, is it true that Zhao Zhiqing can't even lift a hoe?"
"I don't know, but compared to that tall and mighty Yang Bin, he is definitely far behind."
"It's better to have someone as strong as Yang Bin, who can support the family..."
"Well, in other aspects, Yang Bin is the best..."
"Looking at Zhao Jianguo's physique, I guess..."
The villagers were whispering to each other, and a few middle-aged women gathered together and went off topic, with meaningful smiles on their faces.
"What an uneducated girl." Old Mrs. Zhao was almost embarrassed.
Zhao Jianguo glared at Chen Hongying warningly before going over to support his grandmother. "Grandma, let's get our things and get settled first. Do you want to live at the educated youth camp, or do you want to stay at a villager's house?"
Mrs. Zhao sighed, "Why bother others? I can just live in your boyfriend's house."
Hearing this, Chen Hongying was stunned, "Live in my house?"
"What? You don't want to?" Old Mrs. Zhao looked down at her.
Chen Hongying panicked: "Of course not, it's just..."
"That's fine, let's go."
Mrs. Zhao interrupted her and pointed at the two large bags and said to her, "Help me carry the luggage."
After saying that, he took Zhao Jianguo's arm and walked ahead.
Faced with the pointing around her, Chen Hongying didn't care about the embarrassment. She picked up a big bag in one hand and hurried to find her aunt.
"What? The old lady wants to live in my house? Where is the place for her to stay?" Aunt Chen Hongying asked loudly.
"But she wants to live here, and I can't do anything about it." Chen Hongying lowered her head and said timidly, "How about letting her sleep in my room?"
"You always live in my daughter's room. Where do you have a room? Besides, if the old lady lives there, where will my daughter sleep?"
"They can just live in one room. I can put up a small bed in the living room." Chen Hongying hid the sinister look in her eyes. "If the old lady is not satisfied, she may not be willing to give the 500 yuan betrothal gift..."
When it comes to the betrothal money, Aunt Chen Hongying put away her reluctance and said, "Okay, she can stay if she wants. Let's go back."
Chen Hongying watched her aunt turn around and leave, as if she didn't notice the two large bags of luggage on the ground, her eyes filled with gloom.
After standing there for a long time, she had no choice but to pick up the two large bags and walk back under the gazes of others.
Just wait, everyone wait for her. One day, all these people will be trampled under her feet.
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