Chapter 80 I feel great when I curse you

Shen Chengcai has become more motivated and knows he needs to work.

This is truly a great event that deserves universal celebration. Pu Xiang's parents and Shen Xiaoyan, the daughter, are all very happy.

A person who only knew how to drink old wine every day finally changed.

"People, as they grow older, will eventually become more sensible."

Pu Youfu and Li Xiaocao are truly traditional, honest people. They have food to eat, are married, have children, and live as a family.

Pu Xiang curled her lips. She didn't want to waste the energy analyzing Shen Chengcai with them.

As for Shen Xiaoyan, she is happy that her father has made progress, but she will eventually find out that those changes her father made were not for her.

With her father, once she has a younger brother, she will be completely homeless.

But thinking about the past Shen Xiaoyan, Pu Xiang felt that there was nothing wrong with this. At least this foolish couple would not just focus on Shen Xiaoyan in the future. Shen Xiaoyan could live her life the way she wanted in the future.

They will no longer focus all their energy on her in their later years, nor vent their lifelong dissatisfaction on her.

Ten months of pregnancy.

Pu Fen really gave birth to a son, and Shen Chengcai was so happy that he almost went crazy.

When the child came out of the delivery room, he actually cried and sobbed loudly. After crying, he took out the candies that he had prepared in advance and gave them to everyone he met.

As he spoke, he said, "I have a son. I finally have a son."

Pu Xiang was dragged to the hospital by her sister-in-law and her mother. When she saw that scene, she felt that this person was ridiculous, pitiful and sad.

For him, having a son means he can finally stand up straight and be a man.

When the woman in labor was sent back to the ward, Pu Xiang and her sister-in-law followed her mother. She didn't have the patience to listen to her mother nagging her second sister about how they finally had a son, and that they should live a good life in the future and go to work to earn money.

She saw that there were three other women in the same ward as Pu Fen, all of whom had just given birth. Two of them were being cared for, but the other was lying there all alone, with a newborn lying next to her, and a child of seven or eight years old sitting beside the bed.

The woman had a numb expression, her eyes just staring blankly, and no one knew what she was looking at.

The little girl, who was about seven or eight years old, sat there obediently, playing with her fingernails, picking at the dirt between her fingers, with an expression of ignorance and timidity.

Pu Xiang was listening nearby. What a coincidence, three of the four women in labor in the ward gave birth to sons, and the one with no one to take care of her gave birth to a daughter.

It's a second daughter.

"She was originally accompanied by her mother-in-law and husband, but when they saw that she had given birth to a girl, they scolded her and left."

"You want a son so badly? Why are you so stupid? Can't you check now? Why doesn't she check? Now that the second child has been born, she can't have a third one."

Pu Xiang went to the toilet, and when she came back and heard these words, she was really unable to hold back her anger.

What’s the difference between sons and daughters? Aren’t they all your own children?

If you hate your daughter so much, why don’t you just strangle yourself with a rope? You are someone’s daughter too!

"I'm leaving."

Pu Xiang said something to her sister-in-law, and without even looking at her second sister, she turned around and was about to leave.

"What do you mean?"

Pu Fen was chatting with someone, but he noticed her even at this time. "I finally gave birth to a son, but you are so sullen. You just can't stand seeing me well, right? Instead of getting angry at me, you might as well take care of your body and have a son with Mo Yang. Don't let him be left alone to support you when you are old, or even have no one to burn paper money for you during festivals."

It seemed that Pu Fen had been holding back these words for a long time. After her son's death, she finally straightened her back and could say them.

Among three siblings in the family, she was the one who lived the worst. She knew that they all looked down on her.

Pu Xiang was so angry at her stupid second sister that she laughed.

"Don't worry, I have money. When I die, I will hire someone to scatter my ashes into the sea. It will save a lot of trouble."

After saying this, she turned around and walked away, but after taking two steps, she felt unhappy again and turned back.

"As long as I have money, when we are old, your son will kneel down and serve someone by the bedside. I have wanted to scold you for a long time. You are lazy and stupid. You might as well make more money instead of fighting with a drunkard for his son. Don't you see the examples of people who get rich through hard work? We are living a good life now. Is it because of our son or our husband? Isn't it because of our own hands? Okay, you have a son, and your life is successful now. You should take good care of your son in the future. I will raise your daughter for you. When she becomes successful in the future, don't look back for her. When you are old and sick, let your son serve you. Don't think about having a daughter at that time. Don't scold her for being heartless. You don't have the qualifications to scold her a word."

The whole ward was quiet.

Not only Pu Fen was looking at her, but everyone else in the ward was looking at her as well. Even the woman who was lying there staring at the sky seemed to have come back to reality from her detachment and looked over.

Pu Xiang felt good about cursing. She didn't care whether the person lying on the bed was a woman who had just given birth. She couldn't get angry.

She had four or five miscarriages in order to have a son. She has a body of steel and a few scoldings cannot hurt her.

Coming out of the ward, Pu Xiang listened to her mother comforting someone inside, while her sister-in-law followed her out.

"Third sister, why are you so angry? She gave birth to a son today, so let her be happy and don't take it too seriously."

Pu Xiang felt relieved after scolding her, and said, "I will feel unhappy if I don't scold her. That's fine. Anyway, I have already scolded her now. The most I can do is to cut off all contact with her. Now I get angry when I see her. I find her more annoying than my parents. At least the old man and the old woman are quite obedient now."

Yu Gaozhu shook his head when he thought about the stupid things Pu Fen had done.

"Forget it, forget it. Go back. You're busy too. Take some time off. Don't get angry. Getting angry hurts your health. It's not worth it."

Pu Xiang and her sister-in-law waved goodbye, went straight to the parking lot, drove away.

Yes, she finally bought her own car.

In three years, her "fragrant beauty" earned her enough money, and buying a car was no longer a difficult matter.

Pu Xiang is busy. She doesn't go back to the store to work. She rarely goes to the store now. She goes straight back to the company.

With the rise of the "Xiang Meiren" brand, Puxiang also changed its office location in the past three years.

She moved out of the Times Commercial Street and chose to go to the economic development zone in the county town.

There she and Huang Fangyu jointly set up a factory.

Her office, the design department, is a six-story building, and she occupies half of it.

What remains is the office area of ​​Huang Fangyu's clothing factory, and there is also a building that is the employee workshop.

In just three years, Huang Fangyu's small workshop with only a few people has become a real clothing factory.

Huang Fangyu also went from being a young boy with nothing, operating a sewing machine in the workshop, to becoming Mr. Huang.

Huang Fangyu and Pu Xiang have a very good relationship.

Huang Fangyu’s company has grown to its current size mainly due to Pu Xiang’s “Xiang Meiren” orders.

Even though Puxiang is gone, as long as the brand still exists, it can find other companies to continue placing orders.

However, if Huang Fangyu lost Pu Xiang, he might not be able to find such a large and stable client.

"Sister Xiangxiang, I have something to talk to you about. Why did you come just now?"

Huang Fangyu was waiting for Pu Xiang in her office. As soon as he saw her enter the company, he immediately came over to greet her.

Pu Xiang would never bring the bad mood she had just shown in front of her second sister to the company, nor would she vent it on her partners.

"Why, you're in such a hurry to find me, are you planning to marry Yang Xiaoling?"

That’s right, in recent years, Huang Fangyu and Yang Xiaoling have been together.

When the factory was first established, Yang Xiaoling's parents went to Huang Fangyu to help, and after a while, everyone became familiar with each other.

Huang Fangyu is a bit of a "sissy", otherwise Yang Xiaoling's ex-husband would not have made up a rumor about him having an affair with a man.

Pu Xiang has also heard that there are a lot of men who don't like women among women's clothing designers, but after getting to know Huang Fangyu for a long time, she found that he only looks "feminine" but is actually a real man and a complete heterosexual.

Yang Xiaoling and the person became "sisters" at first, but as they got to know each other better, the person confessed his love to her.

Yang Xiaoling was really scared at that time.

She didn't even treat him as a man, but he ended up wanting to marry her, have kids, and spend the rest of his life with her.

Yang Xiaoling herself had been divorced once and was badly hurt by a scumbag. She was mentally prepared to never get married again.

But Huang Fangyu said, "Look at a man like me. Others don't even consider me a man. If you marry me, you won't have to worry about me cheating on you. Plus, you can see that I'm small and I don't have the strength to beat you. You don't worry about me domestic violence. And I can still chat with you and discuss clothes and cosmetics. I can also cook and take care of children. If you marry me, you can become the factory director's wife and piss off that idiot Zhao Yuanqing to death."

Yang Xiaoling: “…”

For a moment, I couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

However, Yang Xiaoling did not agree immediately. She had a good relationship with Pu Xiang and Shi Wenya. After being confessed to, she couldn't help but talk to them.

Pu Xiang said straightforwardly: "If you don't dislike her, then give it a try. Anyway, let's talk about it first, and then break up if it doesn't work out."

Shi Wenya's idea was simpler and more brutal: "Ugly, incompetent men are still fooling around outside. It's better to find a rich, decent-looking one. Huang Fangyu looks decent, and she likes to be clean. She makes herself smell good every day. Isn't she better than those stinky men? Besides, she's divorced once, so she can get divorced again at worst. What's there to be afraid of?"

After Shi Wenya experienced her divorce from Shi Weiye, she became very disappointed with men and all she thought about was money.

In the past few years, Pu Xiang's business has been booming. She has been with Pu Xiang the longest, and they are good friends. Her knowledge has also increased, and she has met many different kinds of men.

Those who are successful have affairs outside, keep mistresses, and have illegitimate children.

Those who are unsuccessful also mess around outside, such as having foot baths, massages, and mistresses. They cannot have children because they have no money to do so and the women do not want to have children with them.

So, what's the point of taking all that time to find a man to marry?

She is not planning to get married again. At least she doesn't see many good men around her, and she doesn't think she is destined to meet one.

Besides, after getting married, she has to have children. Her son is now in primary school. Why should she have children? She can just make some money, eat and drink, buy clothes and cosmetics, dress herself up, and live happily. How nice it would be.