"Fabric?" Everyone looked at each other, somewhat envious of Tian Qiaozhu's good fortune. Everyone knew that one of her nieces worked in a textile factory.
They've never lacked fabric all these years. Look at her daughter's new clothes, one after another. Now that her daughter is a textile factory worker, the family will never lack fabric again.
“You’re lucky. We’ve worked hard all year to save up enough fabric to make just one piece. It would take the whole family several years to make one.”
"It was an accident. Who would have thought that our Xiaoqing would also become a textile factory worker?"
Weren't you laughing at her just a few days ago?
Tian Qiaozhu did it on purpose; she wanted to make these people envious, jealous, and hateful.
"Qiaozhu, how much fabric did Xiaoqing bring back? Could you spare some for me?"
His family didn't have enough cloth coupons. If he could buy some from Tian Qiaozhu, he could get some clothes for his children.
"It's a lot, but my daughter has arranged it perfectly. Some will be sent to her cousin, and some will be given to her two sisters-in-law."
That child is the same; whenever she gets something good, she thinks of the whole family, and she won't listen to anything we say.
"..." That's enough. Everyone's just agreeing with you, but don't take it as a genuine compliment.
"However, I have some on hand. Come back with me after get off work and take a look. Pick one or two that are usable."
"That's great, thank you Qiaozhu."
This was something that had never been spoken to by her daughter. Tian Qiaozhu was happy to give her a little, while others would rather give it to their two daughters-in-law than to them.
She quickly walked away with her head held high, and everyone came over to bite each other's lips after she left.
"Look at her, she was all stern a few days ago, but now she's practically floating on air! She's just a textile factory worker, but anyone who didn't know better would think her daughter had become the factory manager."
"Look at what you're saying. If someone in my family worked in a textile factory and kept bringing in some defective fabric, I'd be all high and mighty too."
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Her daughter came back with her son-in-law today. It seems that all those rumors were just gossips spreading."
“Xiaoqing grew up right under our noses, how could she possibly be that kind of person!”
At this moment, someone looked around and quietly lowered their voice.
"Didn't she go to the Lu family's door yesterday and get into a fight with He Shuyue? Guess why they fought?"
Why?
"If this gets out, He Shuyue should be the one who's angry. Why did Qiaozhu go to their door and beat them up?"
"You don't know this, do you? I heard that all those messy things outside were spread by He Shuyue."
"What?"
"How could that be? The two children are perfectly fine. Why would she, as the mother-in-law, spread such rumors?"
"Who knows? Anyway, quite a few people saw her when she went to the Lu family's door."
“That reminds me of something. Xiaoqing used to take care of the child alone, staying in dormitories and going home. Her mother-in-law never helped her at all.”
The gossip has spread in a different direction. The young couple is doing just fine; who is the shameless person spreading rumors outside?
Many people say that she is Lu Yang's biological mother; some believe it, and some do not.
Regardless of what people were saying outside, Song Qing immediately took a shower after finishing breakfast. She had barely slept the night before, and after showering, she lay down on the bed and felt drowsy.
Lu Yang finished showering and opened the door to look at the familiar room, a smile playing on his lips.
The last time they came back, it was in this house.
"Are you going to sleep or not?" Song Qing muttered. He really was made of iron.
She had been driving all night, and had been sitting in the passenger seat the whole time. Although she hadn't fallen asleep, she had closed her eyes and rested for a while. Now she was so sleepy that she couldn't stand it anymore, but he still had time to stand there.
Lu Yang dried his hair, walked to the bedside, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her cheek several times. Before his wife could get angry, he tucked her back into bed, closed the door, and lay down beside her.
Song Qing was already drowsy. She gave him a sidelong glance, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
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He Shuyue dawdled for a while before leaving for work today, but still had to go out. Yesterday, many people saw that shrew Tian Qiaozhu come to her door and beat her. She was so ashamed that she wished she could hide at home for a few days.
But things are different now than before; we have no choice but to grit our teeth and go out.
The archives were unusually empty except for her; there were no other colleagues around. However, as she walked along, many people stared at her with strange, peculiar looks.
He Shuyue thought everyone was looking at her face and secretly mocking her for keeping a straight face as she walked towards the office.
I rolled an egg on my face last night, and it's not as red and swollen anymore, but you can still see a little mark.
If she were to remain Director He as before, none of these people would dare to laugh at her, and Tian Qiaozhu would certainly not dare to come to her door and beat her up. In the end, it's only natural that a tiger fallen into the plains would be bullied by dogs.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but blame Chen Hongxia. It was all her fault for dragging her down in the first place. But she's gone now. As the saying goes, when a person dies, their debts are settled. It's no use saying all this now.
However, she soon remembered the phone call from that day; Rong Jun had finally contacted her.
However, she is currently struggling to take care of herself and cannot help this child.
May God bless her.
"Shuyue, is your son still in Northeast China?"
She was almost at the door of the archives when someone abruptly stopped her, calling her Shuyue.
"What's up?"
"What are you saying? Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong? Your son is still at the base."
He Shuyue was getting impatient. "Where is he if he's not at the base?"
After saying that, he went into the office.
"Still so arrogant? Don't you even realize you've been reduced to managing an archives room? Your son's already back, and you, as his mother, didn't even know? How amusing."
“Look at her, her son doesn’t know her well, and her daughter hates her even more. When we try to be nice to her and say a few words of concern, she gives us the cold shoulder.”
"That's why people like her deserve it!"
"Anyway, all those comments about her daughter-in-law outside were spread by her herself. You can imagine how vicious she must be. No wonder the girl preferred to stay at her parents' home in the dormitory rather than go back to the Lu family home."
He Shuyue pressed the swollen wound on her face, having not left the archives room for the entire morning.
On the contrary, everyone at work today who had contact with Tian Qiaozhu knew that her daughter and son-in-law had returned home and brought a lot of things.
As soon as I get off work at noon, I rush home. If I run into a neighbor on the way and they ask me a few questions, I shout back, "My daughter's back! I'm rushing home to cook for her!"
Soon everyone in the area knew that Song Qing and his wife had returned. They also heard from Tian Qiaozhu that she had brought a lot of fabric, so they thought of going to her house to ask her for some.
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