There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

When Gu Changfeng saw the little girl looking at him, he smiled and nodded to her. His always sharp and cold eagle eyes were shining with stars. Zheng Xinyue blinked and felt that her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. ☟

"goodbye."

Seeing the little girl's silly look, the smile on Gu Changfeng's lips grew thicker and he said goodbye to her in a low voice.

"goodbye."

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly waved her hand and replied, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. She didn't like these two words very much.

Seeing Gu Changfeng riding his bicycle and leaving in style, Zheng Xinyue stared at his back steadily, and did not look back until she could no longer see him.

Gao Guilan watched her daughter's expression in her eyes and sighed softly in her heart.

She hoped that her daughter would have her dreams come true no matter what, especially when it came to relationships, and she was even more worried about her daughter.

Zhang Hongbin almost killed his daughter. If she could, she would rather keep her daughter by her side for the rest of her life and not let her get married. It seemed to be the best protection for her.

In the room, Li Xiuqin was beaming with joy because her husband could go to work in the brick factory. She did not show a cold face to Li Xiuli and even took the initiative to talk to her.

"Xiuli, look at how kind my cousin is to you. If I didn't introduce you to Chenghu, would you be able to enjoy the blessings along with me?"

"Yes, thank you cousin."

Li Xiuli pursed her lips and smiled. She was also happy in her heart. Her cousin liked to buy well, so she agreed, as long as she didn't show off to her all day long. ♡

"But I was kind to you, how did you repay me?"

Li Xiuqin felt unhappy when she saw Li Xiuli's happy smile. If Jackie Chan went to the brick factory alone, she would be one step ahead of Li Xiuli. But now that Cheng Hu also goes to work in the city, aren't they both the same? ?

No, it's not exactly the same. Cheng Hu loves his wife better than Jackie Chan. He never speaks to her loudly and always has a gentle look on his face.

Looking at myself, I was not only scolded, but also beaten by Jackie Chan.

Thinking about this, I felt unbalanced again and looked at Li Xiuli complainingly. She was pretending to be virtuous to please her mother-in-law and compare herself to her.

"Cousin, what did I do to you? Haven't I always listened to you?"

Li Xiuli looked at her at a loss, why did she start going around again? Can my cousin stop acting like a resentful woman?

Today at noon, my mother-in-law gave each of the children a bowl of meat, which made them all feel full. She and she also got meat and steamed buns. Looking at the whole village, who can eat and drink like this?

If a person is dissatisfied, everyone will feel sorry for her and everything she looks at will be unpleasant to her eyes.

"Humph, listen to me? Xiuli, I don't expect you to repay me, but don't show your virtuous and obedient nature when your mother-in-law scolds me. Step on me to the ground and climb up. Is this really what sisters do?"

Li Xiuqin snorted coldly, shook the water on her hand, and left the rest of the work to Li Xiuli.

"You haven't noticed it today? My mother-in-law and Xinyue treat Chen Sili as a guest. Who has ever received this kind of treatment, you or me? If we don't become the same, will we still have a foothold when Chen Sili comes in?"

Li Xiuli lowered her head and washed the dishes in the large pot of hot water. She ate a lot of oil today and couldn't wash it off without hot water. She was not without thoughts about Li Xiuqin's words, but why did she think so much?

It’s a day of happiness and a day of worry, and the third daughter-in-law hasn’t even walked in yet! There’s no need for everyone to be armed so early, right?

"Did you hear that?"

Li Xiuqin waited for a long time but didn't get Li Xiuli's answer. Seeing her lowering her head to wash the dishes as if she didn't hear her words, she got angry and grabbed her arm, forcing her to express her position.