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After glaring at Cheng Peng fiercely, Wu Aixian walked towards Wang Xueyan's home. In fact, she was just pretending, she didn't come to visit Chen Peng at all, she just came to meet Cheng Peng by chance.
Now that the chance encounter is over, it¡¯s time to go back home, but I don¡¯t want to be exposed by him, so I have to go into Wangjia Village and take a look around.
I said a few words of comfort to Chen Peng and rode away again.
Looking at Wu Aixian's arrogant look, Wang Xueyan felt very unconvinced, but she couldn't show it in front of Chen Peng. After all, she had just lost her son, and if she made another mistake, she was afraid that Chen Peng would dislike her even more.
People say that time is the best medicine. After the son in Wang Xueyan¡¯s belly was born, Chen Peng¡¯s attitude towards her changed a lot. Wang Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing him holding her son and smiling, she also smiled with relief.
As long as that little bastard is not around, her carefully crafted home will be the warmest. That little bastard is a time bomb. No matter when it explodes, it will blow her to pieces.
Fortunately, she was lucky enough, and this time it was a son. If it was a daughter, Chen Peng might still complain about her. Although the little bastard was not his child, he didn't know it and always thought he was his.
If he knew, he would definitely not let her go.
Now that the time bomb has been removed by her, and her man has become the head of the Corruption Office, who in the village does not fawn over her? Even that dead girl Wang Daya doesn't dare to offend her easily now. Of course, she doesn't dare to provoke that dead girl at will.
It¡¯s very evil, not to mention that he still has the leverage in her hands, so he won¡¯t provoke her for the time being.
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The watermelons are ripe and have been sold for a whole season, bringing a lot of harvest to the people of Wangjia Village. Several families in the village who were building houses also relied on the money to complete the construction of new houses.
At this time, most of the houses were made of adobe, and there were very few brick houses. People who were discerning would get some white ash to paint the outside of the house.
It¡¯s painted white, but it looks good.
¡° Several households waiting to marry their daughter-in-law were painted white. The new house in Wang Erming¡¯s family was not painted. One was because there was not enough money, and the other was because the child was still young and he was not in a hurry to marry a daughter-in-law.
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It¡¯s not too late to wait until my son is about to marry his mother-in-law.
The new house is built, a date has been chosen, and we are ready to move into the new house.
In July and a half, Wang Sihan told Qian Wangcai that he could cut a few sugar cane stalks to try. He was very happy and organized people to go to the sugar cane field early in the morning to select about a hundred thicker ones.
Today is the festival, and I have made some thousand-layer cake. The portion is not much, so it suits the occasion. If each household is given two sugar canes to take home, this festival can be considered to be quite sumptuous.
¡°Seeing the sugar cane being chopped back and placed at the entrance of the canteen, the faces of the young and old in Wangjia Village were full of curiosity and smiles.
This was the first time they had seen this thing. Some of them had eaten it outside before, but this was the first time it was grown in Wangjiacun.
"Da Ya is such a capable child. How come she can even get this thing? She even ordered her grandfather to take everyone to plant it together. My old lady is very lucky to be able to taste this new thing."
"We have built so many new houses in our village this year. Isn't it all thanks to the good ideas of that kid from Daya? Without her, where would we have the money to share? Throughout the year, batches of money have been distributed, but none of them are You have to thank that kid."
"What I'm saying is that we divide the money for rapeseed oil around Qingming Festival, and the money for watermelon in summer. In July and a half, we have an extra sugarcane. If it is planted next year, it will be another sum of money. Hahaha! I think about it. I can wake up laughing even in my dreams. It would be unreasonable for us to have a hard time living our lives with the money we have divided several times a year."
As soon as this was said, everyone nodded in agreement.
Sugar cane is green, thick and long, and you can tell at a glance that it was grown with care and taken care of well. King Qian was so happy that he picked up a knife and peeled off the skin of a few roots, chopped them into small pieces, and asked the sugar cane growers to eat them first.
Wang Jialiang and the others were not polite, everyone took a small piece to chew on.
When you take a bite, it is soft and crispy, with a lot of water and fresh and sweet juice.
"Oh! It's delicious! It's so delicious, so sweet."
Wang Jialiang had eaten it when he was at home, but he didn't think it was anything strange. He just nodded and agreed: "Yes, it's not bad. Our hard work has not been in vain."
I heard it was delicious, so some men in the village reached out and took a small piece, but the women and children did not. The rules in the village are like this: men have to eat any good food first, and only after the food is finished can women get their share.
Wang Sihan is also a woman, so she has no reason to eat first. Wang Xueyan didn't care about this. She was the first to reach out and take the sugar cane. The Wang family's elders looked at her, with the word "no rules" in their eyes.
She didn¡¯t care at all, not only did she take it for herself, she also took it for the tea lovers, and walked up to Wang Sihan to show off.
"What about the sugar cane you grow? I am the first woman from Wangjiacun to taste it."
Because her husband Chen Peng was in the rectification office, everyone despised Wang Xueyan's actions, but they didn't dare to say it, for fear of offending her and causing trouble for themselves in the future.
Looking at the sugar cane she handed to him, Wang Sihan didn't say anything and said "hmm" as a response to her. It was a big festival and everyone was happy. She didn't want to bring bad luck to the villagers.
They can handle what they can handle. After all, they are all a family. No matter how deep the hatred is, they have to take everyone's feelings into consideration.
Wang Xueyan felt that Wang Sihan was cold and looked down upon her as an aunt, so she immediately became angry and pointed at her nose and scolded: "What are you talking about? Why are you ignoring me? Why are you doing this? It¡¯s amazing now that you¡¯ve got this thing, right? I don¡¯t even take your aunt seriously anymore, right? Wang Daya! Do you still have me as an elder in your heart?¡±
Still not relieved after scolding, she hit Wang Sihan with the sugar cane in her hand. She tilted her head and the sugar cane flew away, hitting Yu Erniang who came to break up the fight.
Stunned for a moment, Wang Xueyan pretended that Yu Erniang did not exist and continued to curse Wang Sihan.
Cheng Peng came over, took a look at the little girl, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.
It was just a woman quarreling with a woman, and even a grown man like him couldn't interrupt, so he pulled Wang Sihan away to avoid being bitten by Wang Xueyan's mad dog.
If Wang Xueyan was interested, she would have shut up, but she refused. She felt that Wang Sihan was looking down on her by being silent, and he didn't even bother to say a word to her.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more vigorously I cursed.
A typical bitch is not only hypocritical, but also exhibits symptoms of being bitchy.
Seeing her aggressive attitude, Yu Erniang couldn't bear it and spoke: "Wang Xueyan! Are you possessed by a ghost today? Everyone is having a good time during the festival. What are you making a fuss about? Are you crazy?" (Remember this book) Website address: www.hlnovel.com