Jiang Xiu'e, who was sitting in the living room and secretly wiping away her tears, wiped away her tears.
Guo Man, her daughter, who had just returned from her second year of junior high school, comforted her, "Mom, don't cry. Wait for Dad to come back and let him handle it. From now on, we won't have to worry about grandma's affairs."
Xiao Lei also used his little hands to help her wipe away her tears, "Mom, don't cry, I will study hard in the future, and grandma will like us."
Guo Man had good grades and was sensible at an early age. She thought her brother was too naive. "Xiao Lei, you are still young. You don't understand. No matter how well we study, grandma doesn't like us and mom. She only likes the children of my second and third uncles."
"Mom is fine. You guys go back to the room quickly. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out." Jiang Xiu'e pushed the two children into the room.
At the moment the door closed, Guo Man held her arm and said, "Mom, I'll go out with you. I can protect you when I grow up."
"You're still a child. Mom can protect herself. Just help Mom look after your brother. Be obedient."
Jiang Xiu'e opened the door and went out to look at Old Lady Guo lying on the ground. "Mom, can you please stop making such a fuss? If everyone knows about it, what good will it do you? How will Xiangdong hold his head high in the army in the future?"
When Old Lady Guo saw her come out, she glared at her fiercely, "You're the one who doesn't dare to raise your head, aren't you? I'm not making a fuss, but letting you think I'm dying, and you're happy. Don't think I don't know."
Jiang Xiu'e took a deep breath, her eyes turned red, she clenched her teeth, and her whole body was shaking with anger. She was like a string stretched to the limit, which could break at any time.
"Mom, since you have no shame, then I don't need to give you any face. I've really had enough of it over the years. The reason you made such a fuss was nothing more than wanting a hundred yuan. You were so greedy that you wanted Xiangdong to give your hometown a hundred yuan living expenses every month, but I only gave you 50 yuan to let you go back home. When I didn't give you a hundred yuan, you made a fuss and even packed your luggage and yelled at the door for people to watch, trying to force me to compromise. I tell you, a hundred yuan is impossible unless I, Jiang Xiu'e, die!"
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