"And you, look at the good things your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have done, how dare you protect yourself?
Have you had nothing to eat for decades?
What's wrong with people who can't have children? You say in front of your children that people are like chickens that don't lay eggs. Is this what you, as mothers and grandmothers, should say in front of your children?
Look at you, do you still look like parents?
My Lao Li family has been completely disgraced by you two like-minded women."
When the village party secretary saw Li Xiaoxiao covering his ears and moaning, he let go of Li Xiaoxiao angrily and kicked him in the butt.
If the grandson is disobedient, the son should be the one to teach him a lesson.
However, my son works outside and only comes back once a year at the end of the year. He is such a young boy, but he has been taught such a bad behavior by two wives.
"Li Dazhu, you dare to push me, you dare to push me for that chicken that doesn't lay eggs.
Tell me, do you turn your elbows outward when you are interested in someone?"
Hu Fengqin's eyes were round with anger. If she would quarrel with others on a regular basis, Li Dazhu would just complain about her, but today it was too much and he actually started to attack her.
When the village party secretary heard this, he immediately became furious. His eyes swept around the yard angrily, and finally landed on the broom standing at the door. He walked over angrily, picked up the broom, and rolled it towards Hu Fengqin.
"You stinky bitch, you usually don't know what to say. I see that you work so hard and don't bother to argue with you. Everyone in the village has been offended by your bad talk. I, the people who live in my daily life, have also been offended by you."
How old are you, and you still say such shameless words?
Over the years, I have lost all face. I told you to talk nonsense. If I don’t deal with you today, my surname will not be Li."
The broom in the village party secretary's hand fell on Hu Fengqin, who was so frightened that she ran around.
The yard of Li's house was a mess.
Hu Fengqin's wailing sound soon aroused the curiosity of the neighbors. People who lived in the village party secretary's house set up a ladder on the wall of their yard and leaned on the wall to watch the excitement.
"Hey, village party secretary, you are trying to kill your relatives out of righteousness."
The neighbor on the left said with a smile on his face.
"Village Party Secretary, you should have done this a long time ago. Your mother-in-law is riding on your neck to shit. You are also a good person, but your mother-in-law ruined your reputation."
The neighbors on the left and right watched the fun and said, The village party secretary was so angry that he wanted to climb on the wall to teach these two people a lesson. Knowing that he was angry, he added fuel to the fire. Theoretically, is this something done by humans?
"Just wait and see if I don't wake up eighteen generations of your ancestors."
Hu Fengqin shouted while wiping her nose and tears. She was already a lot older. When had she ever been laughed at like this?
She really couldn't swallow this breath.
"You still dare to curse, even if I ask you to, you still dare to curse."
The village party secretary originally planned to give Hu Fengqin some family training, but she was stubborn and refused to repent. The broom in the village party secretary's hand couldn't help but hit Hu Fengqin with more force.
"Oh, oh, you damn Li Dazhu, you really hit me, I won't let you go, you have a bad conscience.
I have followed you all these years with no credit but hard work. You actually beat up your wife for other people's affairs. Where can I put my old face?
Ouch, beat me to death..."
Hu Fengqin's cries of ghosts and howls resounded through half of the village. The village party secretary listened and hit him with the broom a few more times.
"But get out of here. I can't afford to lose this person. Is it easy for a couple to make money?"
It’s not easy. A brick and tile factory can support an entire village. Why would a couple of them donate a school and build a bridge to your village because they are sick?
Look at this village, who has money and is willing to spend it?
In the past, when people were poor and lame, you could not see this being good or that being good based on your virtue.
Now that people are rich, you still talk bad things about them. If you have the guts, don’t go to the brick and tile factory to earn change.
Yes, you don’t even want to go to a brick and tile factory to live with me. I think my temple is too small to accommodate you, so pack your things and leave quickly, otherwise I will want to strangle you to death when I see you."
After the village party secretary finished speaking, he dropped the broom in his hand, squatted aside, lit a cigarette for himself, and started smoking in silence.
Feng Huaihua originally wanted to go forward and persuade Hu Fengqin to stop crying. After all the beatings, she would be laughed at by her neighbors if she kept crying.
Besides, Hu Fengqin could not stop wailing. Where else could she go?
She only has one younger brother in her natal family, and her parents are dead. If she goes, her sister-in-law might be able to take her in.
Half of the body is about to be buried, but it is still a little more understanding. After the quarrel, nothing happened.
Feng Huaihua was also a soft-spoken person. She was thinking a lot about Hu Fengqin at the moment. She pressed Li Xiaoxiao's face on her belly and covered his mouth with one hand, for fear that Li Xiaoxiao's cry would anger him again.
Li Dazhu.
Her man is not here, and even if he is here, he may not necessarily support her. Li Dazhu and his son are both reasonable people to the outside world. Although they sometimes turn a blind eye to the outside world, if they are allowed to help their relatives but not take care of them, then they are basically doing nothing.
dream.
Feng Huaihua was afraid that Li Dazhu would bring disaster to innocent people, so he gently dragged Li Dazhu away from school and went to the kitchen to continue cooking.
The two neighbors on the left and right sides of the wall heard clearly what the village party secretary said, and they quietly got off the ladder with expressions of apology and embarrassment.
"After our relationship has lasted for decades, I never imagined that you would actually hit me."
Hu Fengqin felt aggrieved, gasping for breath, and her body was shaking non-stop.
"People need to be self-aware. Normally you just accept it when it's nice. Will I beat you today?"
Don’t say anything else. If you want to leave, just leave quickly.”
The village party secretary seemed a little impatient and said that she knew Hu Fengqin's situation and that if she really wanted to leave, there was really no place to go.
"Their two little girls broke my grandson's eyelids so big, shouldn't I ask?"
Hu Fengqin's dissatisfied retort made her feel aggrieved and angry, making her feel humiliated.
"Ask? Are you asking?
You are insulting.
Okay, don't explain anything to me. If you say one more thing, I will drag you out and never enter this house again.
Let me tell you, Ren Huahua is the child of Yang Lina. If you dare to talk nonsense in the future, I will beat you every time I see you, so get out."
The village party secretary deliberately raised his voice. When Hu Fengqin saw that Li Dazhu was coming, she suddenly felt scared.
Is this old guy really going to drive her away?
Where can she go?
Her parents have long been buried, and she has taken root here. Can she leave?
Hu Fengqin felt at this moment that a woman's life is like a dandelion, settling down wherever it floats.
Whether a woman's life is miserable or not depends on whether her marriage is happy or not.
These days, the standard for happiness in marriage is to be well fed and clothed.