Chapter 99 Returning to Her Mother's Home to Slap Wang Yulan in the Face 2
When Wang Yulan was exposed, her face turned pale. She raised her chin and put on airs: "Wang Yuqing, what are you saying? I helped you out when you were down on your luck, and you turned around and bit me. You're so narrow-minded because you're uneducated."
Wang Yuqing asked with a smile, "Excuse me, did you grow a head to make yourself look taller? Are your eyes on your forehead? Otherwise, why are you always so aloof?"
Wang Yulan's face was ashen, her eyes filled with anger, but she then gave a cold laugh, her words piercing straight to her heart: "No manners, no upbringing, no cultivation, willful and reckless. You can't even be properly educated, no wonder your parents don't let you study, no wonder they dislike you the most, no wonder the whole family looks down on you and treats you like a maid. This is your fate for life! I'm an intellectual, so I won't argue with you!"
These words did nothing to hurt Wang Yuqing. She remained calm and unhurried: "Don't think that just because you can write the word 'quality,' you're an intellectual. At most, you're just a half-baked intellectual with a few drops of ink in your head. You like to show off your superiority, but in reality, your life is miserable! I control my own life, but your in-laws control yours. If you can't give birth to a son, do you think your in-laws will use your behavior to teach you a lesson?"
In my memory, Wang Yulan gave birth to a daughter.
She deliberately stared at Wang Yulan's belly and said, "No matter how I look at it, I think this is a precious daughter. How wonderful it is to have a daughter! When she grows up, she will be just like you, looking up at the sky with her nose in the air and glancing at the sky with a sidelong glance. She will be completely lawless and think she is the sky!"
"Look down and you see people floating in the sky; look up and you'll be struck by lightning!"
Wang Yulan's face was taut with anger, and her hands were clenched tightly at her sides.
Wang Yuqing was furious at the hypocritical and despicable person in front of her, but she remained calm and composed, continuing to curse her.
"Intellectuals are cultured, refined, and conscious; they are role models of our time."
"You are at best a molecule, arrogant and conceited, a cancer of the times."
"Intellectuals contribute to our socialism, while you sabotage it. They mainly engage in mental labor, while you mainly engage in immoral mental labor!"
This was the first time Wang Yulan had ever seen such a tactic of insulting someone. Unlike the vulgar language she usually encountered, it deliberately belittled her to the point of being worthless.
She was furious, but the other woman remained expressionless, which only fueled her anger. Forgetting that she was an intellectual from a different social class, she yelled, "You beast, you shrew, you piece of trash! Don't disgust me here! Go back to your country doghouse..."
Wang Yuqing wasn't angry at all; in fact, she clicked her tongue and said, "Oh my, the intellectuals are getting impatient, getting impatient, they're even swearing."
After saying that, she sighed and said, "Don't you call yourself an intellectual? Then I'll use the language of cultured people to scold you. You'd better use your knowledge to fight back."
"you……"
Wang Yulan was so angry that she was speechless.
Wang Yuqing chuckled: "My cursing skills have already reached an advanced level. You've grasped the art of cursing long ago. You're at most stuck at the lowest level. To reach my level, reading is essential. It seems you haven't read enough. After all, cursing is a profound art."
Wang Yulan: "..."
Ji Xuening: "..."
She added, "By the way, if you wear a mask for too long, it will grow onto your face. When someone takes it off, your face will probably be ruined."
The unspoken meaning in his words set off an alarm bell in Wang Yulan's heart. She always felt that the simple-minded Er seemed to know about her affairs in her husband's family, but she had never shown any weakness.
Even when she went back to her parents' home to rest during her pregnancy, she brought plenty of food and gifts for everyone, saying that her mother-in-law had prepared them because her parents-in-law and husband had to work, and she wasn't used to the food at her in-laws' house.
So, how exactly did Sha Er figure it out?
Wang Yuqing ignored her and said to Ji Xuening behind her, "Let's go in and have a cup of tea."
She forcefully pushed past Wang Yulan and went inside, while Wang Yulan stood there stunned, feeling both angry and afraid. The recent confrontation had left her with a knot in her heart, like a stone weighing on her soul.
Wang Yuqing walked into the main room and snorted coldly. It would be even better if she could feel angry and upset every time she thought about this matter for the rest of her life, and have irregular menstruation!
Wang Yulan walked back to the main room, saw Wang Yuqing sitting in a chair, and asked, "Wang Yuqing, what exactly do you mean? If you want to go home, you'd better be nice to me."
Wang Yuqing propped her legs up on the table: "Who told you I was going home?"
Wang Yulan paused for a moment, then smiled: "Not going home? Have you forgotten that you have to pay the milk allowance in a few days? How are you going to earn enough?"
Even though she had just been humiliated, she still maintained an arrogant attitude: "One hundred yuan is no small amount, but I heard from my aunt that your family got a wild boar and sold it for about 70 yuan. Are you taking all your savings home to give to your mother today?"
She was incredibly envious of the wild boar that day.
As she spoke, she began to boast: "My in-laws gave me 300 yuan as a milk money on the very day of the marriage proposal, and I didn't lack any of the gifts."
Wang Yuqing chuckled: "So, your daughter sold well, worth three hundred yuan. It seems your parents really love you and cherish you. Unlike me, I'm only worth one hundred yuan. But I can save myself two hundred yuan, which is great for eating and drinking."
Wang Yulan: "..."
She naturally knew Lin Xuemei's thoughts, and kept insisting on subsidizing her own family, which made her husband's family look down on her a lot.
She certainly didn't want to give it, but she wanted to save face.
Wang Yulan forced herself to calm down and sneered, "Can you earn two hundred yuan? Just by relying on the few work points he gets each day?"
After saying that, she looked up at Ji Xuening and deliberately said, "My husband isn't very capable. He's just a projectionist, at best a stable job. He only makes thirty-two yuan a month, plus a three-mao subsidy per screening. It would take him a long time to earn three hundred yuan..."
She asked Ji Xuening, "I wonder how many years it would take you to earn three hundred yuan?"
Ji Xuening, who was usually taciturn, suddenly asked, "Does your man give you the money he earns?"
Wang Yulan: "..."
Ji Xuening stared at her with a distant and dismissive look: "I don't earn much, but even if I only earn one yuan a month, I will give her one yuan."
Wang Yulan: "..."
She remembered that her husband handed over his entire monthly salary to his mother and never bought her anything. Even if she occasionally wanted a dollar or two, he would scold her: "Don't you have your own salary?"
In fact, she also has to hand over half of her salary to her mother-in-law.
Wang Yuqing felt a warmth in her heart as she listened, and she smiled and said, "He earns 70 yuan a day, isn't that better than your husband earning 30 yuan a month?"
Wang Yulan chuckled: "How can one have such good luck every month?"
Wang Yuqing replied, "The money he makes so quickly could crush you."
Wang Yulan clutched her stomach with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, bursting into laughter. After laughing for a while, she mocked, "Kill me? Wouldn't it cost a million? Tens of millions? That's a huge amount; no one else would dare to brag like that."
After saying that, she raised her chin and said, "If he can earn that much, I'll go out and hawk it. I was so rude back then, I was a scoundrel."
Wang Yuqing slammed her hand on the table: "Fine, you said it yourself. You're an intellectual, you should keep your word."
Wang Yulan didn't take it to heart at all; she wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing. She nodded and said, "I'll definitely keep my word."
She looked Ji Xuening up and down. Although he was younger, stronger, and more handsome than her man, what good was it? He was a poor peasant for three generations, destined to be a farmer his whole life.
Ji Xuening glanced at Wang Yuqing and felt that she was more confident than herself.
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