Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 73 Begging
Don't visit relatives on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Besides, Fu Mingxue and her daughter don't have any relatives anymore.

After all, given how badly things have turned out with the Fu family, they won't be visiting anymore.

Originally, Madam Fu had to send New Year's gifts to the two elders of the Fu family out of politeness and face.

This year, she's become even more stubborn, so she simply stopped giving gifts.

This angered Old Lady Fu so much that she cursed for a long time at home during the Chinese New Year.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Fu's mother had already sold her job when she decided to leave.

It also sold for 500 yuan.

Right now, the mother and daughter are at home packing their things.

"Son-in-law, what are we going to do with all this stuff?"

"Mom, pack it all up, I'll take it to the post office this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Madam Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's daring."

I've already packed a lot, so now I'll just tidy up the last few things.

As for the leftovers—she planned to have one last meal that night and then give the rest to her good neighbors.

These days, nobody is rich, so no one will look down on anyone.

The one who was most anxious was Song Anxiao.

Ever since she awakened her memories of her past life, she has been trying to find Fu Mingxue.

But her three children kept her in the way.

It's always someone crying—it never ends, it's driving her crazy.

With Fu Mingxue leaving tomorrow, if she doesn't go see her now—when will she ever have another chance to see her?
After thinking about it, she realized she had to go find it.

"Mom, I have something very important to do and I'm going out for a while."

Without waiting for Song's mother to say anything, he ran out of the house.

When she actually ran to Fu Mingxue's door, she hesitated.

What should she say to Fu Mingxue?
So, Fu Mingxue should be her sister-in-law? Just then, the Fu family's front door was opened.

It was Fu Mingxue who opened the door.

When she saw Song Anxiao, disgust flashed in her eyes. "Song Anxiao, what are you doing standing in front of my house?"

Song Anxiao's expression froze.

Even though it was just a few days ago, it felt like two lifetimes had passed because of the awakened memories.

Her face was stiff. "Sister-in-law—"

Fu Mingxue narrowed her eyes, her expression dangerous. "Song Anxiao, are you out of your mind? Who are you calling 'sister-in-law'?"

Ha, you ungrateful wretch.

In her past life, she received intensive tutoring, which enabled her to pass the college entrance exam despite her terrible brain.

As a result, after this person went to school, he began to despise his sister-in-law in every way.

They were always giving her the cold shoulder, but they never called her "sister-in-law."

Now they're even shouting? Could it be— He narrowed his eyes, sizing up the person in front of him.

Song Anxiao also knew that calling her "sister-in-law" was inappropriate.

"Mingxue, I heard you're leaving tomorrow. Can I borrow some study materials from you?"

"Lend it to you? What a pipe dream! Don't even think about it."

Song Anxiao didn't expect her to refuse so decisively, and she became anxious: "Mingxue, your study materials are just a waste of space. How about I buy them for you?"

After much deliberation, she realized that having Fu Mingxue as her sister-in-law was definitely out of the question.

After all, her brother had already been imprisoned, while Fu Mingxue had married someone else.

It's even more impossible for Fu Mingxue to take care of the three children from the Song family.

That leaves only the study materials in Fu Mingxue's possession; she needs them.

She's going to take the college entrance exam next year—she wants to become a nurse so she can marry her husband a few years from now.

As for herself—she had long forgotten all the knowledge from her past life in her dream, how could she possibly pass the exam?

Fu Mingxue scoffed coldly, "I'll say it again, don't even dream about it. Even if I throw away my study materials, I won't give them to you. Don't waste your time, get out of here now—"

(End of this chapter)