Mrs. Zhang spat out a few mouthfuls of saliva in anger, no longer showing the previous look of being wronged. She made her way home, looking like she wanted to kill someone, fuming with rage.
As soon as she got to the front door, she ran into Li Dongmei coming out of the yard.
That radiant look on her face said it all about what she had just been doing.
Li Dongmei did not expect to run into Mrs. Zhang again and hurriedly walked past her with her head down after a quick greeting of "Auntie".
"Ptui, shameless hussy."
Mrs. Zhang spat another mouthful of saliva and upon entering the yard, she saw her son buckling his belt as he came out from the house.
Seeing his mother return, Zhang Wenbin immediately asked, "Mom, how did it go, how much money did you bring back?"
The mention of it fueled Mrs. Zhang’s anger, "Money, money, money, you only know to ask me for money. If you’re capable, why don’t you go find that damned girl? All you know is to bully your old mother, all of you are thankless wretches, what sins have I committed?"
"She didn’t give you any money?" Zhang Wenbin paused, "I’ll go ask for it myself."
And with that, he started to move outside.
"What’s there to ask for, she’s already gone. They’ve sold their house. I rushed and hustled just to intercept her at the bus station today, but still couldn’t stop her. I didn’t get a single penny, that dead girl, I knew she couldn’t be relied upon..."
The more Mrs. Zhang thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt and she started to sob.
It’s not like she’d ever been unfair to her children.
Back when the family was in trouble, she quickly cut ties with her daughter to avoid burdening her.
Worried about her daughter’s life in her in-laws’ house, she pushed Qin Juan’s job onto her.
Yet when their days were good, they would only occasionally come to visit her, their mother.
They’ve been back in An City for such a long time, but she hasn’t come to see her once.
Now she’s even cut ties so cleanly.
She truly doesn’t want to acknowledge her own mother anymore.
Mrs. Zhang had thought that since the family isn’t doing well, her daughter ought to help out.
The cold days are approaching, and she didn’t want to spend all day at home washing clothes and cooking for the two men, washing clothes in the winter is so cold.
She thought about going to stay with her daughter; that way, no one could gossip about her.
Now all of her plans had fallen through, she didn’t get the money, and there was nowhere for her to find peace.
Zhang Wenbin’s frown deepened, "She just left without a word? What about the job? That’s Qin Juan’s job. When she came back, I asked her for it and she was reluctant to give it up. Now that she’s gone, the job must still be there, right?"
"She sold the job," Mrs. Zhang cried even harder.
"Sold it?" Zhang Wenbin’s face also turned ugly, "What about the money from the sale? Didn’t you get it back?"
No need to ask, one look at Mrs. Zhang’s state and it was clear she hadn’t gotten it back.
"How did you tell me about this originally? When she came back, I said I’d talk to her and you stopped me. I already promised Dongmei that I would get her family a ’three rings and a shot’ dowry, what am I supposed to use to buy that ’three rings and a shot’ now? Her mother said no ’three rings and a shot’, no wedding."
He thought his mom could have easily got the money, so he had already boasted about it to Li Dongmei, and that’s also why Dongmei was especially passionate today, serving him very comfortably.
Thinking of being able to embrace his wife in bed every day, Zhang Wenbin was not as aloof as before and began to even look forward to it.
Now it’s good, he’s well aware of Old Mrs. Li’s character, and the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law is bound to be delayed.
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