"Ah? That's so scary, I don't want this." Su Wantang shook her head vigorously.
Seeing that Su Wantang had been persuaded, Huo Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.
“Good girl, your aunt isn’t a bad person. When you go back, just tell your aunt that you’ve seen it and ask her to come back in four or five days. That will solve the problem. Don’t worry, only you, me, and I know about this. No one else will know.”
Su Wantang couldn't help but sneer inwardly; they really were treating her like a fool.
In her past life, this "good mother-in-law" was always good at saying nice things and doing nice things, so Su Wantang thought she was really a good person until she saw her covering for Huo Yan and Huo Jun, that despicable brother and sister, and doing those dirty things.
Huo Xiaoyan only has eyes for two kinds of people: her son and anyone who is useful to her son.
By the time Huo Xiaoyan joined the army, she had already established herself. Therefore, in Huo Xiaoyan's eyes, she was someone who needed to be pampered.
Su Wantang's eyes darted around, and she looked troubled: "No, Auntie, I know you mean well, but... if I don't do it, I won't get the money. I still have two younger brothers waiting to get married."
After that, no matter how Huo Xiaoyan tried to persuade her, Su Wantang was as stubborn as a mule and wouldn't listen.
In short, his statement, "I feel guilty taking the money if the job wasn't done," perfectly encapsulates the image of a model comrade with ambition, ideals, and principles.
Just as Huo Xiaoyan was about to explode with anger, Huo Yan walked into the house from the kitchen.
"Hey girl, come on, have some sweet soup."
Su Wantang covered the rim of the cup with her hand and pretended to drink.
After a short while, she put down her enamel cup and said enviously, "This syrup is so sweet. I wish my family could live as well as yours. There are so many canned goods in the cupboard that we can't finish them all."
"Poor child."
Huo Xiaoyan pulled out a ten-yuan note from her pocket: "Auntie, I also have a daughter. I can't bear to see a young girl like you suffer. Take this money back to support your family, and you won't have to suffer anymore."
Huo Yan stared longingly at the large ten-yuan note, her hands clenching the hem of her clothes.
Mom, I've never given her this much money before.
Su Wantang pushed the large bill back, and Huo Xiaoyan's heart skipped a beat. Could this little vixen be that naive? Is she out of her mind?
As it turns out, Su Wantang is ambitious, not only is she not mentally ill, but she is also very smart.
"Auntie, I know you mean well, and I appreciate your kindness, but—"
Su Wantang paused deliberately, "Comrade Song gave me a hundred yuan, just in case I was unwilling."
Huo Xiaoyan's vision went black again and again.
That spendthrift woman! Even if you have money, you can't squander it like that!
But she didn’t doubt Su Wantang’s words. After all, how smart could you expect a stupid woman who could be coaxed into arranging a marriage for her daughter and then emptying her pockets with a few more words?
He's just a stupid, rich fool.
Su Wantang left, but she also swindled 100 yuan from Huo Xiaoyan.
"Mom! Why did you give a stranger a hundred yuan?" Huo Yan couldn't help but get angry as soon as the person left.
Does she want to give it? Can she refuse?
"Don't give it to her. Let her go back and tell everyone, and then she'll bring Song Wanying over and make a scene?"
Now, if we just give her a hundred dollars, Song Wanying will come back, and she can come back again no matter how many hundred dollars we give her.
Huo Xiaoyan had a plan in mind, and she was very clear about it.
Huo Yan fell silent, her face expressionless, clearly displeased.
Huo Xiaoyan went back into the house and brought out a down jacket: "I was thinking of giving it to you as a New Year's gift, but look at how pouty you are, you're practically hanging a soy sauce bottle on your lips. Here, take it and wear it."
"A down jacket? And the latest style?" Huo Yan instantly became happy.
She hugged Huo Xiaoyan and said, "Mom, I knew you loved me the most."
Little did she know, at that moment, Huo Xiaoyan's heart was bleeding.
Song Wanying brought the down jacket, which she originally planned to sell in the county town in a couple of days, so that she would have more money in her hands.
Never mind, never mind, at this critical moment, we can't afford any more trouble at home.
Huo Xiaoyan patted Huo Yan on the back and snorted, "It's good that you know."
The mother and daughter chatted for a while longer, and then Huo Xiaoyan asked, "Is the kitchen... alright?"
Huo Yan proudly raised her chin: "Mom, don't worry, I wasn't just boiling water in the kitchen just now."
Huo Xiaoyan was completely relieved.
But today's incident also served as a reminder to her that if Song Wanying were to send someone to her house secretly again, things would get very bad.
"Yan'er, why don't you just stay home and not go to work?"
...
Su Wantang left the village, but did not go far.
Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with that kitchen.
Leave professional tasks to professionals.
She called Yue Tao over: "Taozi, go back again, away from everyone, and try to find a chance to check out the kitchen; if you don't find a chance, come back, but don't let anyone notice, I'll wait for you here."
Half an hour later, Yue Tao returned.
"Sister-in-law, there are people at home, so I didn't go into the kitchen."
Su Wantang was somewhat disappointed: "It's nothing."
She should have realized that Huo Xiaoyan was no ordinary person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been forced to raise the son born from the illicit affair between Huo Jun and Huo Yan, a pair of scoundrels, for several years.
"but--"
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