The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 57 Guangzong Yaozu

"What's so great about a pair of worn-out shoes? As if everyone else doesn't have them. Her smug, petty face is disgusting!"

Zhong slammed her hand on the table, a surge of bitterness rising to the top of her head.

Sister-in-law Zhou, Guihua, brought her mother-in-law some water to wash her feet and tentatively asked:

"Mom, who told you to be disgusting?"

Before Zhong could respond, Chunfang gestured with a half-smile towards the next room.

"Who else could it be but the Gao family? I never thought that setting up a street stall could be so profitable. It hasn't been that long, and they've already ridden their bicycles home. And each of them has a pair of Warrior shoes!"

That tone sounded even more sour than Zhong's.

Chunfang clicked her tongue and said, "Sister-in-law, you didn't go to the convenience store just now, so you don't know how smug Old Madam Tian was. She kept lifting her shoes over and over again. You'd think they were edged with gold."

Guihua understood; her mother-in-law was disgusted by the Gao family.

Curious, she asked, "Second sister-in-law, how much money do you think the Gao siblings have made?"

Chunfang held up five fingers and lowered her voice, "I've calculated it, this is the lowest number."

"What? Five hundred yuan!" Guihua jumped up, her heart pounding with excitement.

Chunfang hated her sister-in-law's overreactions, so she touched her belly and glared at her.
"Sister-in-law, don't make a fuss, you scared me so much my stomach hurts."

Mrs. Zhong immediately asked with concern, "Is my eldest grandson alright?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine," Chunfang said with a forced smile, most afraid of her mother-in-law's sudden concern.

But Madam Zhong wasn't finished. She instructed, "If you ask me, you and your second son should take some time to go to the city and go to the hospital to get a checkup. Once it's confirmed to be a grandson, I can start making preparations for you."

Chunfang's heart skipped a beat, but she had been craving sour foods lately, and her belly was round; everyone who saw her said it must be a boy.

Feeling much more at ease, she replied, "We'll go in a few days when the second son has some free time. Don't worry, Mom, I'll definitely give you a big, healthy boy!"

The child is the deepest wound in Guihua's heart. She has been married to her eldest son for five or six years, but there is no sign of pregnancy.

Her mother-in-law scolded her every day for being unable to have children, and even people in the village would feel sorry for her when they mentioned someone else had a baby.

Now that her second sister-in-law was born before her, she dares not even imagine how her mother-in-law will treat her badly in the future.

Thinking about these things, Guihua lost all interest in worrying about how much money the Gao siblings next door could make.

If God took pity on her and gave her a son, she wouldn't accept being a millionaire even if it meant having ten thousand yuan.

Looking at her second son's wife's belly, Zhong's anger at Old Lady Tian finally subsided a little.

She glanced at her youngest son's room with the light on, then lifted her foot from the basin to signal Guihua to wipe it clean.

To be honest, Guihua thought her mother-in-law's feet were disgusting.

But since she couldn't have children, her mother-in-law was angry with her and tormented her relentlessly.

The effects of foot binding are irreversible. Zhong's toes all atrophied, and the flesh clumped up in the soles of her feet like rotten flesh.

My feet are completely deformed and turn inwards, so I can never buy suitable shoes and can only make my own cloth shoes.

Seeing Grandma Tian comfortably wearing Warrior sneakers with her normal big feet, she wanted to curse God.

After drying her feet, Zhong put on socks and small cloth shoes with rags padded at the toes, and staggered to Zhou Zhenghua's door.

She knocked on the door.

"Come in."

As Mrs. Zhong entered, she asked with concern, "Still writing reports?"

Actually, she didn't understand these things at all; she was just asking casually.

Zhou Zhenghua put down his pen, got up and helped his mother sit down on the stool, asking her what was wrong.

Mrs. Zhong asked bluntly, "You know about the Gao family's eldest daughter's relationship, right?"

Zhou Zhenghua had been deliberately avoiding this question for the past few days. Unexpectedly, his mother brought it up directly.

He could only nod, sit down at the table, and look dejected.

Seeing that her son was still bothered, Mrs. Zhong muttered a curse under her breath before saying disdainfully:
"She's only a high school graduate, unemployed, and she only makes a few bucks by showing off her face at a street stall. A woman like that doesn't deserve you at all."

"Back then, you two were still young, so Mom didn't say anything. Now that she's found a boyfriend, you can't fall behind. Otherwise, the Gao family will think they've hooked up with a nouveau riche and will be so arrogant!"

Zhou Zhenghua corrected his mother unhappily: "Mom, they are just setting up a legitimate street stall. What are you saying?"

"Besides, Qinghe isn't the kind of person you're describing."

Madam Zhong's face darkened. "Still protecting her? She hasn't even considered the small favor you had when you were little, why are you still bothering with her!"

"I think that Teacher Ouyang is quite nice. Aren't you two dating? How's it going?"

"Should I find a matchmaker for you? She's such a good girl, and her father is the director of the county office. She's a million times better than Gao Qinghe!"

At this point, Madam Zhong curled her lips and said, "If you want to settle down, you have to find someone like Ouyang Yan. Gao Qinghe's vixen-like appearance doesn't look like someone who's going to settle down properly. Just give up on that idea."

Zhou Zhenghua was a little surprised. "Mom, you didn't say that before."

They used to say that only a beautiful girl like Gao Qinghe was worthy of him, and that it didn't matter if he didn't know how to manage a household; at worst, his two sisters-in-law would give him some pointers after he married into the family.

Zhong didn't care what she had said before, and glared at him, saying:
"The past is the past, and the present is the present. In the past, you were just a college student, but now you are a key cadre being groomed by the leadership. How can that be the same?"

Zhou Zhenghua: "Uncle Chongyi, Aunt Ying, and Grandma Tian used to help our family a lot."

"Mom, one should never be ungrateful."

Zhong looked away guiltily, but still insisted that Zhou Zhenghua visit Ouyang Yan's house to settle their relationship as soon as possible so she could have a grandson.

Ideally, he should get married before the Gao family, before Gao Qinghe!
However, Mrs. Zhong knew her son's personality best.

“My son, think about your ancestors in the Zhou family, and think about why your mother and your two brothers have worked so hard to support your education and send you to university.”

"The Zhou family is counting on you to bring glory to their ancestors!"

As long as you have power, there are plenty of beautiful girls.

“A good girl like Ouyang Yan is hard to come by. You should hurry up and not hurt her by playing house with the neighbor girl when you were little.”

Mrs. Zhong patted her son's shoulder, her body hunched over, and walked away unsteadily.

Under the dim light, my mother's hair seemed to have turned much whiter.

Zhou Zhenghua clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and all he could see was Gao Qinghe's image.

He wanted to forget this woman, but he simply couldn't.

As for Ouyang Yan, she is indeed a good girl.

Zhou Zhenghua couldn't understand why things had developed this way.

He was only going to a cadre school for a month of training, but the person who promised to wait for him to come back changed their mind.

What part went wrong?

It all started the day Qinghe was discharged from the hospital.

Just because he didn't make their relationship public, does she really want to cut all ties with him?
Or perhaps she was waiting for him to go public, only to be disappointed time and time again.

So his concealment from Ouyang Yan that day became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

If that's the case, then she must have accumulated enough disappointment before deciding to leave.

Zhou Zhenghua covered his face, and a tear rolled down his cheek in anguish.

If that's the case, then he respects her choice.

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