Chen Chunhua was stunned by the old lady's sudden attack, but quickly came to her senses, pulled the old lady into the gate, and kicked the door shut.
"Come on, follow me into the house."
Chen Chunhua covered the old lady's mouth and dragged her into the house. The old lady became scared at this time. After all, she was almost sixty years old and was no match for a country girl.
When she was dragged into the house and saw the magnificent decoration, the large sofa, and the fire burning in the fireplace, she was completely speechless.
It was freezing outside, but warm as spring inside. No wonder this slut wasn't cold even though she was wearing only a thin coat. She felt hot even when she was wearing a big cotton-padded jacket.
"Stop swearing. If your son knew I was here, he would be so happy."
Chen Chunhua poured herself a glass of malted milk, sat on the sofa and drank it slowly, saying calmly.
"You...what are you talking about? Are you mentally ill?"
"I told you not to curse, or I'll be rude to you."
Chen Chunhua's aura suddenly changed, which frightened the old lady. She quickly retracted the finger that was pointing at Chen Chunhua.
Only then did she take a closer look at Chen Chunhua. Her black hair had been curled into big waves, revealing her smooth forehead.
The pink coat fits her body well, showing off her slim figure, and the pair of black suede leather shoes on her feet are dazzling.
And that face, is prettier and fairer than that of the girls in the city. There is no trace of a country girl at all. No wonder the big boss took a fancy to her. This dress really makes her look completely different.
Chen Chunhua was very satisfied that her mother-in-law understood what she said. She took a sip of malted milk and smiled as she spoke again:
"You know where this is. It's the home of the most senior leader of the G Committee. What would your son think if he knew I could live here?"
What was she thinking? She was just thinking about climbing up the social ladder, the old lady muttered to herself. It was too late for her to wake up. She glared at Chen Chunhua hatefully and had to admit that this bitch was right.
"You can go back. I will talk to my husband when I have a chance and let Wang the butcher be the chef in the meat processing factory kitchen. But there is a condition. He must divorce me."
When the old lady heard the word "master chef", her heart trembled. He was the best chef in the kitchen who earned 120 yuan a month. But when she heard about divorce, she couldn't help but frowned.
At this time, she completely understood what Chen Chunhua meant. If she looked at the issue from her son's perspective, she would indeed be happy that her wife could live here. After all, her woman already had a connection.
"I understand. I'll be back soon."
The old lady didn't waste any time and turned to walk out. Chen Chunhua raised the corner of her mouth and personally sent the person out. She had finally waited for this day. As long as she divorced Wang Butzi, she could marry the man she is with now.
Just as she was about to close the door, a familiar voice called out to her:
"Chunhua, you look so beautiful today."
Chen Chunhua looked back and found that it was Miao Qing. Since their last collaboration, their relationship had become much closer.
"Miao Qing, why are you here? Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"
Miao Qing glanced at Chen Chunhua with a hidden look in his eyes. Being pretty means getting advantage. If she was as pretty as him, she wouldn't have to plan so hard.
"OK."
Chen Chunhua was just being polite, she didn't expect Miao Qing to be so ignorant. But since the words had already been spoken, she could only bite the bullet and lead the man into the house.
Miao Qing stared at the fireplace. She didn't understand why people in the county town moved the kitchen into the living room, and what could be cooked in such a small stove.
Seeing that she didn't know what the fireplace was, Chen Chunhua rolled her eyes up. She had long forgotten that when she first saw the fireplace, she was even worse than Miao Qing.
"This is called a fireplace. It's used for heating. It just consumes a lot of coal. You can't afford it if you don't have a certain level of financial strength."
Miao Qing nodded as if he understood, and looked at the sofa and the glass of malted milk that Chen Chunhua had drunk half of. These things were so exquisite, it would be great if they were hers.
"What are you doing here?"
Seeing that it was getting late and the man was about to go home, Chen Chunhua couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Nothing, I've been staying in a guesthouse in the county town lately, so I came to see you."
"Stay in the guest house, why don't you go home?"
"I… "
Miao Qing wanted to say that she had no home anymore, but when she saw Chen Chunhua's playful expression, her mind suddenly cleared up and she realized that she had come to the wrong place.
"Nothing, I'm getting married soon, so I came to the county town to buy some dowry."
Chen Chunhua had no interest in Miao Qing getting married and just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible. When she heard that she wanted to buy a dowry, she quickly pushed her out of the door:
"The New Year is coming soon, and the supply and marketing cooperative is in short supply. You'd better not waste your time here with me."
Miao Qing nodded and walked out, but just as he reached the door, the door opened. The fat man was holding a key in his hand. He stood at the door looking at Miao Qing and Chen Chunhua, wondering why this woman came here.
"Hello, boss. I'm Miao Qing, Chunhua's good sister."
As soon as Miao Qing saw the fat man, her eyes flickered and she playfully bowed and greeted him like a little girl. The fat man looked at Miao Qing who deliberately tilted her head and his heart moved slightly.
"You must be Miao Qing. Chunhua has been talking about you. Why did you leave so soon? If you have nothing to do, stay for dinner."
Miao Qing was about to say yes when Chen Chunhua put the back of her hand on her mouth and coughed. Miao Qing could only smile and shake his head and say that he was busy today and they should talk about it later when there was a chance.
"Chunhua, I live in Room 102 of the Hongqi Guesthouse. Come visit me when you have time."
Chen Chunhua: “…”
A smile flashed through the fat man's eyes. Miao Qing didn't look that good, but he had a good brain and his IQ was obviously higher than Chen Chunhua's. Could it be that the more beautiful a woman is, the lower her IQ is
If that was true, it would be easy to win over Cheng Qiao. Otherwise, why would she marry a poor ruffian whose family didn't even have sugar, let alone malted milk and milk powder
The fat man originally wanted to kick Chen Chunhua out, but when he saw that Chen Chunhua was jealous, he decided to play with her for two more days. It would not be too late to kick her out after he got Cheng Qiao.
He rubbed Chen Chunhua's shoulder and led her into the house. When she saw the fat man looking at her with lustful eyes, her nervous heart finally calmed down. Miao Qing was so ugly that he probably wouldn't like him.
But when they arrived at the bedroom, the fat man seemed a little absent-minded, which made Chen Chunhua anxious. Could it be that he really liked Miao Qing? After all, Miao Qing was still a grown girl.
"Miao Qing came to the county town this time to prepare her dowry. She said she was getting married."