When she was proud, she seemed to be responding to Shen's family. She raised her voice and asked intentionally: "Old lady, why is your daughter sitting under a tree again? Isn't she too delicate? What's the matter, can't she be tired after being exposed to the sun? Could it be a porcelain doll?" Aunt Zhao's words actually spoke out the aspirations of other villagers around her.
Now during the busy farming season, many three- and four-year-old children have started to help with the work, but this girl from the Shen family has never been in the field at such an age.
Old Mrs. Shen knew that Aunt Zhao was finding fault on purpose, but she was too lazy to get angry, and raised a disdainful smile, "You are really right, our daughter-in-law is so delicate, she is a porcelain doll, and our whole family should hold it in the palm of my hand!"
"There's something wrong!" Aunt Zhao spat.
"Who are you saying is sick? Say it again!" Shen Zhile rolled up his sleeves angrily, his menacing appearance startled Aunt Zhao, and her eyes flickered.
The boys of the Shen family are all tall and strong, and their appearance is the best in the village or even in the city. Many girls in the village like it. Aunt Zhao's daughter also liked it. When she saw Shen Zhile, her face turned red and she looked shy.
But his mother was not up to date, and had always been at odds with the Shen family, so Shen Zhile didn't want to see her either. Now her mother wants to argue with others, she feels ashamed, her face is burning, and she is too embarrassed to go to see Shen Zhile.
With so many people around watching, Aunt Zhao felt that she couldn't lose her momentum, so she crossed her waist and said fiercely: "You brat, don't try to scare me! There are so many people here, do you want to beat the elders in front of them? Have you got a little education!"
Shen Zhile gritted her teeth, and really wanted to rush up to deal with her, but heard Fu Bao's soft voice, "Fourth brother, don't be angry, don't talk to her, we don't have the same knowledge as this kind of person."
Shen Zhile listened to Fu Bao the most, and after giving Aunt Zhao a hard look, she really ignored her and continued to work.
Aunt Zhao thought that Fu Bao didn't want to cause trouble, so she gave in, and immediately became more courageous, and said insistently, "What are you talking about? What kind of person am I, please tell me clearly!"
Fu Bao, "..." Is this aunt really sick
She likes to meddle so much and find fault so much, she has to stick ten or eight bad luck charms on her body, to see if she still has the heart to raise the bar, making people unhappy
Fu Bao said sarcastically, "Auntie, don't you know what kind of person you are? Is your brain not working well, otherwise how could you be so self-aware?"
"Hahaha..." Everyone around laughed out loud.
Old man Shen and Mrs. Shen looked at each other, both of them had expressions of admiration and satisfaction.
My daughter is amazing, don't look at how soft and cute she is at home, but if someone finds fault, her mouth is not forgiving, and she will make the other party come down every minute.
Others may think that the girl is not gentle or something, but in the eyes of the old couple, it depends on the person. People like Aunt Zhao should be cruel to her. Do you want to swallow your anger and be a softie who allows others to bully you
Aunt Zhao was so angry that she couldn't get up or down, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
She was furious, "You... you... stinky girl, you are so lazy and rude, do you look like a girl? Look at other girls, who is like you? You don't want to learn!"
"Why should I learn? Is it as interesting as them? I am me, a different fireworks, can't I?"
(end of this chapter)