There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Han Wenqiang's mother wanted to take advantage of her status as a city resident to scold Gao Guilan to vent her son's anger, but when she saw Gao Guilan's aggressiveness, she was so frightened that she did not dare to say a word. She pulled her son into the house in a hurry, and vented her anger after entering. On Wang Laowei and Wu Chunmei.

"Look at who are the people in your village? Shrews, bandits, they think her daughter is just a flower? How can she be defeated by just one look?"

Wang Laowen lowered his head and said nothing, but Wu Chunmei was a little unhappy. If she could not scold him outside, why would he scold her in his own room?

But thinking of the negotiated terms, she put on a smile and asked Han Wenqiang and his son to get on the kang: "Hurry up and rest on the kang. Jin Zhi, don't stand there stupidly, go pour some water."

Han Wenqiang's mother looked at Wang Jinzhi arrogantly. When she saw her eyes red from crying and standing motionless with her head lowered, she suddenly became unhappy.

"Hey, why don't you want to? We haven't disliked this poor family yet! You still dislike Wen Qiang? Are you worth a piece of gabardine cloth, thirty pounds of corn flour and ten pounds of white flour?"

This call was quite mean. If a daughter-in-law who has not yet married is scolded like this, her life will not be better after she is married.

Wu Chunmei felt like she had a clear mind, but when she thought about gabardine fabrics and white noodles, she didn't care if her daughter would be offended? After all, it’s better than starving in the countryside, right?

Wu Chunmei walked over and pinched Wang Jinzhi's arm hard, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn girl, go pour the water quickly, don't hold it there.

Zheng Xinyue went to the backyard and looked at the lush potato seedlings in the garden. She saw that they were growing well, but she didn't know how many potatoes they could bear.

The autumn harvest was only half a month away. I pulled up a potato seedling while my father was not at home. I was very happy to see it. There were five or six big potatoes under one potato seedling. Each one weighed more than a kilogram, which was as big as an adult. It's about the size of a man's hand.

She excitedly ran to the front yard carrying the potato seedlings: "Mom, look, it's a great harvest!"

After Gao Guilan scolded the Han family and her son, she was about to take the wheat to the brigade mill to grind flour. When she heard her daughter's voice, she looked back and her eyes widened.

"How is it possible? So big?"

"Well, I pulled two rice seedlings and they are so big. Can they be used to make potatoes? I will use potatoes to make dumplings at night. I guarantee that Changfeng has not eaten them."

Zheng Xinyue smiled from ear to ear. Gu Changfeng's casual words made her think. There were vegetables in the space and she didn't dare to take them out. She only had bacon and a few radishes at home. She also thought about using radishes as stuffing, but Gu Changfeng was sure After eating, she wanted to surprise him.

"Okay, my daughter is a lucky star. We have a good harvest of potatoes. Now that we are ready, we can plant a crop of cabbage and save it for pickling and sauerkraut in the winter."

Gao Guilan looked at her daughter smiling, knowing that she had found someone. Xin Yue's smile was sweeter and more lively. She was very curious about it.

Listening to the laughter and laughter next door, Wang Jinzhi covered his face and cried silently.

I really envy Zheng Xinyue. She has such good parents, but who bullies her into risking her life to protect her.

Looking at herself again, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Zheng Xinyue's words echoed in her ears; "If you don't fight yourself, no one can help you."

Yes, the worst possible outcome was death, but she risked it.

Wang Jinzhi wiped away her tears resolutely and entered the house with a ladle of water. Seeing her parents coaxing Han Wenqiang with flattering faces, Wang Jinzhi gritted his teeth and splashed the ladle of water on Han Wenqiang's mother's face. Go ahead and scold them in an unusually high-pitched voice.

"Take your lame son and get out."