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"Sister Mao, look at what you said, where is this, it's classmates, you can't talk nonsense when you go out, people listen to jokes, although our family is poor, we also know that we are constantly striving for self-improvement and not taking advantage of others. ”

"How can this be nonsense, Xiaoqi's child looks so handsome, as the saying goes, men chase women, the mountain of the next layer, women chase men, the layer of paper, and it is a classmate, it is not easy. ”

"Girls have to be cultivated and reserved, how can they be like that. Zha Fang frowned, very displeased, she had great expectations for her daughter, and her daughter's cultivation was not inferior to any rich family.

"Hey, I said Xiaoqi's mother, what kind of old concept are you, that is, my life is not good, I didn't give birth to a daughter, otherwise, I have to let her fish for a golden beetle son-in-law come back, hey, let me live in a big house, I have no hope in this life." ”

Zha Fang went upstairs and went home full of worries, and it was the first time for the mother-in-law on the first floor to speak so politely, that is, when Xiaoqi was admitted to Jianghai University, she also said that it was weird, a sour breath, and the neighbor had never seen her so polite to herself for so many years.

Some things sound absurd at first glance, but once planted they begin to sprout, Cha Fang's philosophy has always been to train her daughter to become a talent, no worse than the daughters of those big families, just like opening a window, if the daughter marries a good family, it is not better, especially so close to home, such a big house, it is really a few hundred square meters, several floors add up, a thousand square meters, and such a big yard, I have always hoped to have a place to grow grass, Raising flowers, but in a place with a big palm, there are not enough people to live, how can it be possible to do these elegant things.

It's bitter, it's so bitter, it's been bitter all these years.

Zha Fang was a little in a trance, since her daughter came back, she didn't go to work, and when she came home and saw her husband sitting in front of the window leisurely reading the newspaper, a burst of anger rose in her heart, this useless man, never able to stand up to anything, everything encountered any trouble, the first thing that came to mind was to shrink her head, turtle! Feelings had already been exhausted in vegetables, rice, oil, salt, and heavy work, and after a hard day, she had to do housework and laundry when she went home, and she wanted to sleep when she lay in bed.

I don't know when I last lived as a husband as a couple, last year or the year before last?

If it weren't for her daughter at home, she really wanted to make a big noise, but no, there was a little wind and grass on the third floor, and the He family on the second floor and Grandma Mao on the first floor rushed up.

I have been holding a breath in my chest, for many years, curled up like I can't straighten my legs when I sleep every night, yes, I can't take a breath, only one belief is supported, and I can live a free life by nurturing my daughter.

"Xiaoqi is back. ”

"Mom. ”

The relationship between the mother and daughter is very good, and Xiaoqi greeted her.

Husband Jiang Wenlong also turned his head and said softly: "Xiaofang is back, I finished work so early today." ”

Big-framed glasses slipped off his nose a little, his eyes glanced up, looking very funny, Zha Fang felt a pain in his heart, this man is really useless except for his good temper, what would happen if he married Sun Yongjun, the son of a small cadre? At the last class reunion, she went and saw Sun Yongjun with his wife, a woman in her forties, white and tender, like a thirty-year-old woman, Sun Yongjun still speaks loudly and vulgarly, has a small career achievement, and his wife is at home full-time, lives in the villa, grows flowers, drinks tea, beauty maintenance, and does not worry about life.

Back then, the guys she despised were all moved to a commercial house with an elevator, and her class flower, the proud swan with countless suitors back then, worked exhausted every day, after that class reunion, she had a chest tightness for a while, she didn't say a word to her husband for a month, she felt too much, the person she liked when she was a student, Jiang Wenlong painted very well at that time, wore big-framed glasses, spoke Sven, and had the temperament of a literary and artistic youth, which attracted her very much, and she found out in real life that this kind of person couldn't afford anything.

He is unmotivated, and the life he longs for is the same, the family does not change a little, he has to get by, he can use and use, almost everything in the house still retains the original state when he got married, the old-fashioned old refrigerator, the little bit of black and white television, the space and impractical cassette recorder......

"Mom, take a break, don't go to work in the afternoon. Xiaoqi felt sorry for her mother and secretly decided to find an internship job at the end of the term.

"Well, Xiaoqi went home, Mom didn't go to work, Mom went to cook. ”

When Zha Fang went down to cook, she found that the oil at home had run out, and she was a little stunned, she shouted to the stairs: "Lao Jiang, go buy a bottle of oil and come back." ”

Grandma Mao heard the voice and walked out, and said kindly, "The oil is running out, Xiaoqi's mother, it's too late to buy it now, use my family, use my family." ”

Zha Fang was stunned for a moment, is this still a person? Because the kitchens of the three families are together, this mother-in-law marks the balance of things in the house all day long like a thief, and marks the balance of things in the house clearly, in case she has a problem with her own brain and remembers it wrong, she begins to babble and say strange things, suspicious and suspicious.

"Eh, what's the matter, I'm running out of salt. ”

"Some people don't want to save trouble when stir-frying, keep their eyes open and take a look. ”

The bottle of oil was even more lifeline, once found that it was missing, and scolded directly, and scolded for several hours, and the other two families just didn't say anything, and the scolding was even more ugly, until her man came back and pulled him back into the house, saying that he poured a little bit of lubrication for the car.

The two almost fought, how could there be such a loser.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine the economy of the old alleys in Jianghai, and the deformity formed by living in a place with a big palm for a long time is narrow-minded.

Especially many people who live in the alleys in the city center, with an innate sense of superiority, which they also despise and look down on, but they don't have formal jobs, their incomes are low, and they have to break every penny to spend.

"With my family's. ”

"That's embarrassing, our family eats a lot of oil. ”

"It's okay, no matter how big your oil is, you can afford to eat it. ”

That enthusiasm is really unshirkable, and how mean people are, how passionate and sensible they can say.

Cha Fang really couldn't push it away, so he had to take it and pour a small half bowl, "Then I'll borrow it first, I'll pour it in the bowl first, you see, go to this position, wait for our family to buy it back, and then return it." (To be continued.) )