Liu Yafang tried to persuade Bi Yue, and earnestly analyzed to her how relatives should get along with each other, but the focus of her advice was not on this. As she was talking, she wanted to bring up Chu Yifeng.
"You're such an ignorant thing. You weren't targeting that kid. Your aunt loves you so much, and you've forgotten about yourself!"
What about Fu Juan? She's been wearing open-crotch pants since she was a child, and it's been like that every year, hasn't it? You could tolerate it before, so why can't you tolerate it now?
You said you were dragged away with a clamor, and I thought I would just shout a few times to teach her a lesson. Who would have thought you were dragged away to a grave?
You're so brave! Your father should have spanked you. What if you scared that kid?
Besides, what does that child's good or bad relationship have to do with our family? If that child doesn't change in the future, and your aunt doesn't teach him well, and your uncle spoils him too much, he won't be good! You can tell a child's future from the beginning! "
Bi Yue glanced at her mother with a bad look:
"What are you talking about? Are you talking about me? She's been biting on everything she eats and drinks these past few days, and I've been turning a blind eye to it. What else can I do?
Did I endure it before? I have never endured it for anyone, and I am never worthy of enduring it for anyone!
That damn kid lit the rocket and threw it at Goudan's back.
"Mom, do you know that down jackets are made of fiber and will catch fire if they get on sparks? If Goudan hadn't been lucky enough to run away, wouldn't his clothes and hair have been burned?!"
Liu Yafang didn't notice Bi Yue's words that she had never tolerated it before. She only paid attention to her son playing with fire and ruining her life. She widened her eyes in astonishment and shouted in a distorted voice:
"When did it happen?"
"I went to the brigade headquarters to deliver gloves. I went home several times to tell my aunt about it, and Aunt Zhao was sitting next to me.
You say my dad, he invites people to his house all the time and never has a good chat. I'm afraid that if I say something, my aunt will get angry again and beat the kids in front of the villagers. Do you think it will make a fuss? Aren't our family polite enough for the villagers?
Also, when Fu Juan sees my uncle, she won't call him "Uncle" unless she can. Who owes her that?" Bi Yue grew angrier and angrier.
This time Liu Yafang and Bi Yue shared the same hatred and said angrily:
"You're just a little brat, you don't have the right mind. When you were little, you stole needles, and when you grow up, you steal gold. Look at your aunt, she's always making a fuss, and she doesn't even know how to teach you a lesson?! If she dares to do this at school, she'll have a lot of trouble in the future!"
Bi Yue snorted coldly:
"My uncle is not that good either. Follow the root!"
My aunt is incredibly clueless. I heard her chatting with Aunt Zhao about how it was my uncle who managed the accounts. She's quite proud of being a hands-off manager.
"Mom, those two guys are useless. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. Can you give my aunt some advice? Really, that family is in a mess."
Bi Yue, who was used to a peaceful life, felt really annoyed, the most annoyed she had ever felt.
She thought she had made great progress and worked very hard, but she didn't expect that others still saw her as too cold-hearted. She could only hide her frustration by saying she didn't care.
Liu Yafang patted Bi Yue's arm and then changed her tone to teach Bi Yue:
"What about your aunt? You're so stupid.
Look at you, if they don't mind the ugliness and are willing to fight, then go ahead and do it, and you are such a bad guy.
Even if you say that to your aunt, you can't be so hasty and tell your uncle, right? He'll definitely be dissatisfied with you.
What you said just now was almost like kicking someone out. Everyone says your dad yelled at you? I see, if I hadn't stopped you just now, he would have given you a few slaps if you had continued to be stubborn.
There are some things you can't say to your uncle without thinking, or people will think you have no conscience. "Every little bit is a little bit."
Bi Yue curled her lips. She didn't care at all whether Fu Guo would have any opinion on her.
What could she do if she offended him? She wasn't interested in someone she only saw once or twice a year. If her aunt hadn't been so kind to her, she would have been more straightforward.
She glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a group of seven or eight-year-old children running behind the car. They were really following the car. Even after she drove out of the village, the children were still following her excitedly, shouting and yelling.
Liu Yafang also looked back, then turned back to look at her daughter's indifferent expression. Her face did not brighten, but became even more worried.
What should I do? No one can control her anymore.
What girl wouldn't be upset if her dad yelled at her a few times? Look at this one, she acts like nothing happened once she leaves the house. She won't listen to anyone!
What’s more, she was not worried about the father and daughter Fu Guo and Fu Juan.
Even though she said those things to Bi Yue, Liu Yafang has always only been concerned about things related to her own children.
Otherwise, in her opinion, who is who? At most, like her daughter told her, she would give some advice to her sister-in-law on how to manage the money, and that was about it. She was not the kind of person who would open her heart to everyone.
Liu Yafang was worried about Bi Yue's temper. As long as she thought about it, she felt that Chu Yifeng was not a good match. She said in a heavy tone:
"You always say that your mother likes to criticize you, and I have figured it out. Now that you have become more successful, you are not as good as before when you spoke in a stammering voice.
Your temper is like a monkey now, you can get angry at any time.
Do you think someone like you can marry into a family with good financial conditions?
Who's spoiling you? With that kind of family background, they've been spoiled, and their temper is even worse than yours. They must be children who were pampered. Aren't they always fighting?
Not to mention the sister-in-law who looks down on you, not to mention her gossiping between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law, you are already irritated by what you say, and why do you need others to hurt you? You should just live your life separately.
No mother-in-law or man can tolerate it.
Look at your dad. Ni'er, I'm talking to you. I'm half buried in the earth. I'm going to die before you. How can I worry about you for the rest of my life?
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