Xia Baozhu bought several other magazines, intending to write and submit more articles.
She enjoys reading, and she'd like to try writing books if she likes that too.
After going around in circles without any work-related gains, Xia Baozhu returned home with the magazine.
Wang Aixiang was about to leave after changing her grandson's diaper when she looked up and saw Xia Baozhu returning.
Her eyelids drooped, she moved her lips, but ultimately left without saying anything.
It's true that evil people will always be punished by evil people; the bullying of the weak and fear of the strong is perfectly exemplified in Wang Aixiang.
Xia Baozhu ignored the garbage in the yard and the clothes piled up in the big basin. After lunch, she went inside to read.
After reading the two articles, she took out yesterday's draft and added descriptions of the main characters' appearance, expressions, actions, and speech.
After reading it twice, I added scene descriptions to make the environment gloomy and terrifying, and also added psychological descriptions of the characters.
At this point, her article had reached about two thousand words and began to evoke vivid imagery.
Putting the draft aside, Xia Baozhu continued reading, copying down good words and phrases, character descriptions, and dialogues from the article, and jotting down any inspiration that came to her.
She gradually rediscovered the feeling of studying when she was in school.
Instead of chatting with anyone after going out, Wang Aixiang planned to spend a lot of money to call her son and complain.
“Xia Zhaodi didn’t come back until midnight last night. Your sister-in-law got up to use the bathroom and ran into her. She had to jump over the wall to get back. What do you think she went to do?”
When Leng Minghui heard that Xia Zhaodi had returned home late at night, he felt as if a green cloud had fallen on his head. Could it be that Xia Zhaodi was so bold as to disregard him?
"She went out all day yesterday and went out again this morning, only just got back. She also brought a bag with a lot of things inside. Where did she get the money to buy these things? Did some random guy give them to her?"
"Mom, keep your voice down." Although Leng Minghui was angry, he was even more disgusted by his mother broadcasting his family's affairs everywhere.
If Xia Zhaodi really did find another man outside, would he look good? He would definitely be ridiculed.
Throughout history, no matter how capable a man is, even an emperor, if he is cuckolded, he will secretly resolve the matter.
Who would make such a big fuss about being cheated on? It only proves that the person is incompetent.
Besides, it's still unknown whether Xia Zhaodi cheated on him, but his mother is already blaming him for it, because this will make his triumphant return home tarnished.
Wang Aixiang lowered her voice, pouting, and continued to complain, only considering her own feelings.
"Also, starting yesterday, she's been cooking and eating by herself, not taking care of anything at home. She doesn't wash clothes or do any housework. The house is so messy you can't even step inside. Mom didn't get any lunch yesterday, and she only got a meal when your sister-in-law came home in the evening."
"Mom, if you're too busy, just use the money to buy food. I'll send you some more money, so don't be stingy with it."
When Leng Minghui heard that his mother couldn't even get food, he was furious. Xia Zhaodi really deserved to be taught a lesson.
He works hard to earn money to support the family, but she can't take care of the home at all; she's completely useless.
At this point, Leng Minghui's disgust for Xia Zhaodi had reached its peak, and his desire for a divorce grew stronger.
Wang Aixiang felt relieved after receiving her son's assurance that he would return soon.
She snorted coldly; Xia Zhaodi's "good days" were just around the corner.
"Hey, you haven't paid yet." Wang Aixiang was about to leave when the boss called her back.
A hint of embarrassment lingered on her smug face, but she thought to herself: What's so great about her? Once her house gets a phone installed, she won't come even if you beg her to use it for free.
"How much?"
"Three yuan for five minutes."
Wang Aixiang reluctantly pulled out three yuan, then went off to chat with her grandson.
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