During the great famine a few years ago, so many families were torn apart by lack of food that every grain of rice is still as precious as gold.
If children accidentally drop rice grains, they will be strictly taught to pick them up and eat them, let alone waste a bowl of rice like this.
The village chief's wife was heartbroken about the loss of the bowl of rice that carried the family's livelihood.
The grief in her heart far outweighs any grudges.
Anger and heartache intertwined, she turned around abruptly, pointed at Su Qifen and scolded, "Su Qifen, stop right there! You must explain. How has my job hindered you? How can you be so cruel? Do you know how many lives this could have saved in the past?"
At this time, Xu Qinghe looked frightened and worried. He tried to step forward to mediate the dispute, but was unexpectedly grabbed by the village chief's wife and walked towards Su Qifen's house together.
This sudden change made Su Qifen feel mixed emotions. She felt that everything had gone wrong for her during this period of time and she seemed to have fallen into the lowest point of her fate.
As she approached her home step by step, Su Qifen struggled internally for a long time. Finally, the moment she stepped over the threshold, the idea of compromise overcame everything.
She promised compensation and begged the village head's wife not to bring the turmoil into her home, so as not to cause worry and anxiety to the elders in the family.
At this moment, Su Qifen was like a lone swallow beaten by wind and rain.
I can only silently endure the fate's tricks and look forward to a moment of tranquility after the storm.
The village chief's daughter-in-law, whose face usually wore a warm smile, now looked as cold as ice.
He was unwilling to even give a perfunctory response. The strength in his hands became heavier due to his unhappiness, as if he was not carrying a person but an insignificant object. He carried Su Qifen to the doorstep of his house effortlessly.
As the sun was setting, the crisp sounds of spatulas colliding with iron pots could be heard one after another in the Su family's courtyard.
Smoke rises from the cooking stove, and the air is filled with the tempting aroma of food about to be cooked.
Wang Yan, Su Qifen's sister-in-law, is a smart and capable woman. She was busy shuttling in and out of the kitchen when she suddenly heard the noise outside the door. She couldn't help but stop what she was doing and curiously stuck her head out.
When my eyes caught the figure of the sister-in-law who often brought unrest to the family.
A hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and then she rolled her eyes in contempt.
Turning back to the back of the kitchen, he raised his voice and called out, "Mom, come quickly! It looks like our little girl is getting into trouble outside again!"
Zhang Yun, Su Qifen's mother, is a middle-aged woman with a gentle face but determination in her eyes.
These days, whenever I mention my daughter's name, a cloud of sorrow gathers between my brows.
The troubles in the Yin family were enough to exhaust her, so she deliberately kept Su Qifen at home today.
I wanted to let her calm down and reflect, but unexpectedly, everyone returned in the evening.
Not only was my daughter missing, dinner wasn't even prepared, and now she'd been sent back in such a state of trouble.
Faced with such a troublesome daughter, even a mother with love as deep as the ocean can't help but feel a little exhausted.
So she hurriedly took off the apron around her waist, and the apron drew an arc in the air as she moved.
It landed on the wooden chair with a slight clatter.
Filled with anger, Zhang Yun quickly walked towards the door. As soon as she stepped over the threshold, the scene before her shocked her.
The village chief's daughter-in-law, together with her two sisters-in-law, dragged Su Qifen back to their yard like a chicken.
Zhang Yun suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and tried to lighten the atmosphere with a joke: "Hey, Second Aunt, the wind is blowing in the wrong direction today. Why are you so angry?"
Even though he was thinking this in his heart, he tried hard to put on a forced smile.
Because she knows very well that smiling can always reduce the other person's anger.
As expected, feeling this hard-earned friendship, the anger on the village chief's wife's face eased a little, and she let go of Su Qifen's hand, with a tone of reproach and helplessness of an elder.
"Xiao Yun, I don't mean to criticize you, but no matter how busy you are, you should at least pay attention to your children. Look, this time you've even made it to my old age! If it weren't for the fact that our two families are related, I would never let this matter go so easily!"
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Xu Qinghe, who was standing beside her, looking particularly uneasy. Her tone was stern and questioning: "Qinghe, tell me, what's going on?"
Xu Qinghe, a seemingly weak girl, seemed even more timid at this moment.
She glanced at Zhang Yun secretly, then lowered her head, pursed her lips, and looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Seeing this, Zhang Yun couldn't help but feel anxious again. How did this girl get involved again?
Xu Qinghe's shrinking obviously triggered the anger of the village head's wife, and she stepped forward.
Without further ado, he pulled Xu Qinghe to his side and sternly scolded her, "Kid, what are you doing? With me here, who can eat you? Just say what you want to say, don't be afraid!"
Xu Qinghe's eyes gradually turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.
But she held it back, sobbing and began to tell: "Qifen may have misunderstood me. She chased me to the village chief's door to confront me. The village chief's wife wanted to protect me, but Qifen accidentally knocked over the bowl in her hand. Wuwuwu, I'm really sorry. It's all my fault. I got the village chief's wife into trouble..."
As she spoke, Xu Qinghe seemed to be afraid that Su Qifen would cause trouble for her again.
His body involuntarily dodged behind the village chief's wife, seeking shelter.
The village head's wife, like an old hen protecting her chicks, stood firmly in front of Xu Qinghe. She addressed Zhang Yun sharply, "Did you hear everything clearly? Your Qifen is becoming increasingly outrageous. She broke into my house and started a fight, even knocking over a bowl of rice I had finally filled! We've all been through hard times, and you should understand how much that bowl of rice meant! For the sake of our fellow villagers, I won't pursue the matter of that bowl of rice, but Qifen must apologize to Qinghe."
Zhang Yun's body tensed up suddenly when he heard this, like a cat that had been accidentally touched, and he suddenly leaped up. His voice was mixed with undisguised sharpness and urgency: "Second Aunt, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't say anything careless!"
After the village chief's wife said this, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes, and her heart was slightly disturbed.
Uneasy, but still stiffening her neck, she tried to argue, "Of course, it would be best if everything could remain calm, but Qifen did act inappropriately in this matter. If you can apologize to Qinghe, we can move on from this. What do you think?"
Zhang Yun felt unhappy, but since the other party was the village chief's wife, he had to remain polite on the surface.
So he turned his head, his eyes fixed on Su Qifen, who was chattering her teeth and looking a little frightened, and scolded her sternly.
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