Zhang Xiaoqin was too lazy to listen to her nonsense and hurriedly urged her to leave.
After Wu Ju left, my ears were suddenly quiet.
She lay back on the rattan chair, closed her eyes, hummed a tune, and slowly fell asleep.
Little Shuangning took the pencil given by Wen Dazui, found some scrap paper, and stayed in the main room to draw by herself.
She drew the image of her mother as she remembered her. Her mother had been gone for a long time and she really missed her.
Zhang Xiaoqin didn't know how long she had slept when she was suddenly awakened by a quarrel.
She opened her sleepy eyes and listened carefully. The sound came from Fu Jun's house next door.
Fu Jun's wife's voice: "If you dislike me so much, why did you come to my house to propose marriage?"
Fu Jun: "When did I say I dislike you? I just said you should pay more attention to your appearance. Look at Zhang Xiaoqin, she's the same age as you, but she looks ten years younger when she dresses."
Zhang Xiaoqin thought, "Is this a compliment?" She really wanted to listen carefully. She got up from the wicker chair, walked to the wall, and listened carefully to hear more clearly.
Fu Jun's wife: "If this isn't called disdain, what is it? If she's good, why don't you marry her? Isn't she divorced too? You have plenty of opportunities!"
Fu Jun lowered his voice: "I was thinking, isn't this marrying you?"
When Zhang Xiaoqin heard this, she realized that she actually had an admirer! She couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
Fu Jun's wife was furious and pointed at Fu Jun's nose, "You - you - it's not too late now. Let's get a divorce tomorrow and I'll make room for you."
Fu Jun was probably just joking. Although he coveted Zhang Xiaoqin's beauty, his intentions weren't necessarily shared by Zhang Xiaoqin. It wasn't worth destroying his family for something so far-fetched.
He quickly grabbed his wife who was about to slam the door and leave, "Wife, I was just saying this casually. Look, your husband has already died once. If you divorce again, you'll have to marry a third time, which won't be good for your reputation, right? Let's just live our lives! We just have to muddle along."
Fu Jun's wife was already in tears. "You think I don't know? You've always despised me, saying I'm like a dead pig, I don't even know how to scream, I'm practically no different from a piece of wood. I have no breasts or buttocks, a barrel-shaped waist, and my thing is bigger than a basket. It's like I'm swinging on a swing. It's bland and boring, worse than an eighty-year-old woman."
Fu Jun was very surprised. He had just said these words to a group of men in casual conversation. How did his wife know about it?
What's more, he accidentally let it slip when he was drunk.
Zhang Xiaoqin was secretly delighted. She didn't expect to hear such interesting words.
Her daughter-in-law was now too sad, so the two of them stood at the gate of the yard, not afraid of being heard by passers-by.
Fu Jun quickly dragged her into the yard and said, "Keep your voice down. You have no shame. Be careful not to let others hear you."
Fu Jun's wife sneered and looked at Fu Jun with tears in her eyes.
There were only the two of them at home, so who else would have time to come and listen?
Fu Jun's wife: "You were so upset that it took an hour or two. Who else could bear it? I really want to tell your parents about this, but unfortunately they are not here today. I want them to judge for me. I am diligent and filial to my parents-in-law. I have done something wrong, so you go to outsiders to humiliate me. You - you are not a man."
This kind of thing, even if it's just a joke between a couple, a woman will inevitably feel uncomfortable, let alone publicizing it.
Every day when she walked in the village, she would hear those idle men pointing fingers at her behind her back, saying that she was frigid or something like that, all very unpleasant words.
The last sentence made Fu Jun angry, and he slapped his wife in the face.
"Useless thing, aren't you like that? You're lying there like a pig. Pigs at least know how to grunt. And you dare to say I'm not a man? You're really rebellious."
Fu Jun's wife covered her burning face and ran out angrily without looking back.
Fu Jun didn't chase out and just stood there stupidly.
Seeing that there was no sound for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqin brought a stool to the wall, stepped on the stool and stuck her head out of the wall to see what was going on next door.
As soon as she stuck her head out, her eyes met Fu Jun's. She had no time to dodge and could only smile at Fu Jun awkwardly.
Fu Jun was also caught off guard and forced a smile back at Zhang Xiaoqin.
"You—you heard everything that was said just now?"
Zhang Xiaoqin grinned. "Sorry! I really didn't mean to say that. It's just that what you were saying was so interesting that I couldn't help but listen to some of it."
Fu Jun was even more embarrassed. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have just said that he was interested in her. They were from the same village, and they would see each other every day. How could he feel embarrassed in the future?
He quickly bent down to pick up the peanuts that they had knocked over on the ground to hide the embarrassment on his face.
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