Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 32 - Just Splash Some Dirty Water on Him_1

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Just Splash Some Dirty Water on Him_1

Chapter 32 -32 Just Splash Some Dirty Water on Him_1

Old Mrs.

Sun could run half of Song Nian’s household, so after giving her instructions, she stood up and even patted Huzi’s head.

Huzi felt inexplicably uncomfortable and shrank his neck.

“Alright, that settles it.

I have to go now, there’s still work to do at home.

Oh, Jinrong, give mom five yuan.

Song Nian, you’re going back to the countryside tomorrow, so stop by your mother’s house and bring back some grain, or else we’ll have nothing left at home.”

Song Nian’s face looked very bad.

But he and his wife hadn’t yet discussed how to confront Old Mrs.

Sun.

What was disgusting and frightening was that they were even considering targeting Little Nuan.

Old Mrs.

Sun, seeing that the couple didn’t agree as usual, was not very happy.

So, she immediately sat on the common ground shared by several surrounding families, started slapping her thighs, and began to wail.

She cried about being a widow with orphans and how hard it was to raise a few children.

Cried about the daughter of the Sun family being married off, like water splashed out.

Cursed Song Nian for being heartless, for turning his back on them after they got him a job.

Song Nian trembled with anger.

Jinrong, seeing the old lady not considering her feelings, hurried over to help her up, but was pushed away by the old lady.

Jinrong held back her anger and said, “Mom, please stop crying.

I really don’t have money, and our household is running short too.

If you don’t believe me, go look at our cupboard.”

Old Mrs.

Sun scoffed, “Really no money?

I heard from your Aunt Lin that the Song family brought people over, and you had noodles and fried dough sticks.

You even came to my house to lie about getting flour and eggs.

Oh, my heavens, why is my life so hard, having a daughter is like giving money away…”

Jinrong looked at Aunt Lin who was enjoying the drama and complained, “Aunt Lin, you shouldn’t stir up trouble.

Haven’t you seen how filial I’ve been to my mom over the years?”

Aunt Lin looked embarrassed and even gave Old Mrs.

Sun a glare.

This old lady, how could she betray her like that?

“Mom, you have to speak with a conscience.

You used my betrothal gift to buy a house in the city.

Every month, you take a big chunk of the salary that Song Nian and I earn.

The grain you eat is all brought back from the countryside by Song Nian.

Whenever I have something good to eat, I bring it to you.

Not to mention how hard it was for me before I got married, just how much I’ve honored you since getting married is obvious, the neighbors aren’t blind, they can see it.

You can’t curse me just because I didn’t give you something once.

Besides, you’re my mom, isn’t it natural for you to help me find a temporary job?

You’re my mom, isn’t it natural for you to give me a bit of flour and eggs to eat?

How does that become me taking advantage of you?”

Jinrong suddenly had an epiphany.

Arguing with an unreasonable person would drive you mad.

Jinrong wiped away her tears, stepped forward, and grabbed Old Mrs.

Sun again, raising her voice, “Mom, tomorrow I’ll go with Song Nian to my mother-in-law’s house.

I’ll ask her for ten yuan and for grain.

If she doesn’t give it, I’ll divorce Song Nian.

Haven’t you been saying all along that you could find me someone better?”

Old Mrs.

Sun, watching her daughter make faces at her, was at first a bit puzzled, but then she gave her a sinister look.

The ungrateful bitch was playing mind games with her.

The people in the courtyard all looked at Song Nian with odd expressions.

Song Nian picked up Huzi, looking pitiful, “Mom, Jinrong, you’re joking, right?

Why divorce?

The child is already so big.

I promise to do as you say, is that okay?”

Jinrong immediately gave Old Mrs.

Sun a triumphant look and lowered her voice, “Mom, that’s how people are scared into submission.

Don’t worry, he promises to obey.”

Old Mrs.

Sun felt she had overthought the situation.

She thought her daughter had grown wise, but she was still the same fool.

At that moment, an elderly man said, “Young people nowadays, always talking about divorce.

I say, the Sun family, there’s a saying that destroying a temple is better than destroying a marriage.

The two of you are doing fine together, don’t get involved in nonsense.”

Old Mrs.

Sun also casually said it was a joke.

Before she left, she reminded Song Nian to remember the great opportunity she mentioned earlier and to expect a good meal at home tomorrow noon, waiting for them.

The crowd that had gathered dispersed.

After Huzi had fallen asleep, Jinrong whispered, “Let’s get Huzi an excuse to miss school for a few days and send him back to Erdao River.

We need to find a way to send them away.

If there really is something under the kang, I’ll go to the police and report it…”

Song Nian pulled her head into his chest, “Let’s discuss it with mom and dad tomorrow.”

Meanwhile, the Wang family was also discussing matters.

They also felt uneasy discussing it.

Lin Qing had money and power; they didn’t dare to confront her directly, and their usual tactic of making a scene wouldn’t work.

If they want to save Zhuzi now, they can’t let Song Liang testify.

Because in Erdao River Village, no one dares to testify besides Song Liang.

Without witnesses, it won’t be so easy to convict.

No matter what, Lin Jia and Wang Zhuzi are still legally married.

Wang Dazhi didn’t mention the man named Azhong who had looked for him but said, “Find a way to make sure Song Liang can’t go.”

Old Guy Wang warned, “Don’t act rashly.

Attacking someone at this time, Song Liang won’t suffer a loss.”

Wang Dazhi thought for a moment, “Why resort to violence?

We should strike first by slandering him.”

Old Man Wang’s eyes lit up, “What kind of dirt?” Then he added, “Dazhi, you are the eldest.

Dad values you the most.

Zhuzi is your own brother, you can’t just ignore him.”

Old Woman Mrs.

Wang’s heart skipped a beat, and she guiltily bowed her head.

Wang Dazhi noticed his mother’s unusual behavior, his gaze flickered, and then he lowered his voice to reveal his plan.

Then he said, “Whether it will work, we still need to find a way to see Zhuzi first.”

Old Woman Mrs.

Wang suddenly grew excited.

If this slander works, Song Liang will be unable to clear his name even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

And that slut Lin Jia will spend her life in turmoil.

This is what they call killing two birds with one stone!

The eldest son truly is formidable.

He’s cut out to be the head of the production team.

As night fell, the moon quietly rose into the sky, casting a soft glow, and a cool breeze rustled the leaves.

In the countryside at night, apart from the occasional bark of a dog, it was really very quiet.

Before going to bed, Song Yunuan took her little brother to the toilet.

The countryside didn’t have running water and used dry toilets instead.

The Song family’s dry toilet wasn’t as dirty and disgusting as one might imagine.

In fact, it was quite clean.

A large slate of extremely smooth bluestone was placed at an angle, with no filth in sight, beside which there was always clean water and ash, and the dry toilet pit was built of stone and could be cleaned from behind.

Then, with walls made of mud bricks and a roof of thatch, the toilet even had a door, located behind the main house.

You could just walk past the base of the chimney to get there.

Then, Song Yunuan saw a jeep driving from the east, heading out of the village.

Song Yunuan frowned slightly.

That direction…

was it where the Wang family lived?

The car drove very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Song Yunuan was lost in thought.

When Song Yunuan woke up in the middle of the night, she suddenly remembered a detail from the book.

Lin Jia’s eldest daughter was named Xiujuan, and she looked a lot like Lin Jia, with a personality just as gentle.

However, Lin Qing’s face would darken every time she saw her.

And there was a disdainful look in her eyes.

Why did Lin Qing only despise Xiujuan and not Xiuli?

This didn’t make sense!!!