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Chapter 75: The Argument Didn’t Go Well
Sun Fengjiao’s face changed several times. Seeing Shen Chuning crying like a weeping willow, tears streaming down her face, she couldn’t argue with her anymore.
For a moment, she didn’t know what to do.
Thinking of the sarcasm she had endured from Sun Fengjiao since getting married, Shen Chuning felt extremely wronged.
She cried even harder.
Finally, her voice overwhelmed Zhou Xiaolian’s, Zhou Xiaolian stopped crying and watched her Third Aunt wipe her tears.
Lin Shulan, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard Shen Chuning’s cries and was about to come out to scold Sun Fengjiao with a spatula in her hand.
Father Zhou quickly stopped her, “Old woman, what are you going to do? Let them solve their own problems.
If you, as the mother-in-law, interfere and favor anyone, their conflict will deepen.”
Lin Shulan was also very angry, “Why can’t I, as the mother-in-law, favor someone? People’s hearts are not in the middle, why can’t I be partial?
The eldest daughter-in-law is becoming more and more unreasonable, always making trouble, I, as the mother-in-law, can’t help the third daughter-in-law teach her a lesson?”
Father Zhou knew that his wife had a fiery temper and didn’t bother arguing with her, only saying, “Just watch, the third daughter-in-law can handle it better than you.”
At this time, Shen Chuning had cried for a while and had released her emotions.
But she was still sobbing, and even hiccuped when she spoke.
After a moment of embarrassment, she quickly wiped her tears, put on a brave face, and glared at Sun Fengjiao angrily, “Eldest Sister-in-law, you’re not satisfied that I gave Xiaolian and the others something to eat.
Now I don’t give it, and you’re not satisfied. Whether I give it or not, you beat the child to vent your anger, the child is yours, you don’t feel sorry for her, do you want us to feel sorry for her?”
“We don’t feel sorry for you!” Shen Chuning shouted arrogantly, tears streaming down her face.
Sun Fengjiao: …
She had never seen such a crybaby like Shen Chuning.
For this kind of person, she didn’t even want to argue, even just bickering with her felt like a waste of her fighting ability.
She said impatiently, “Okay, I have no problem with you, don’t cry.”
“Xiaolian, come in, Mother will put medicine on you.”
“Oh.” Zhou Xiaolian responded aggrievedly, wiping the remaining tears from her eyes.
She ran to Shen Chuning, tugged at Shen Chuning’s hand, and comforted her in a childish voice, “Third Aunt, don’t cry, Xiaolian doesn’t hurt.”
After saying this, the little girl trotted back home with Sun Fengjiao.
Xia Yue’e handed a handkerchief to Shen Chuning, “Ningning, wipe your face. Don’t mind your eldest sister-in-law.
Big Brother is a hands-off husband except for work, the eldest sister-in-law, a woman, has to take care of everything at home, she’s too tired, so her temper is naturally not good.”
Before the family was divided, she thought her husband was calculating, not generous, and lacked masculinity.
Now that the family was divided, she knew that someone had to be calculating in the family.
If her husband wasn’t calculating, she had to be.
If she had to calculate so much all day, she might be even more irritable than the eldest sister-in-law.
Now that her husband considered everything in the family, she didn’t worry at all, she just did whatever her husband told her to do.
Shen Chuning took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, saying embarrassedly, “Second Sister-in-law, actually, I’m not arguing with Eldest Sister-in-law.
It’s just that I cry easily, and when I get excited, I can’t control my tears.”
She knew that this not only lacked momentum during an argument but also affected her performance, she lost before she even started.
She had tried to control herself from crying, to clearly scold the other person’s ancestors, and to scold the opponent until they couldn’t lift their heads.
But she cried when she got excited, and she forgot her lines when she cried.
She had never performed well in an argument since she was a child.
When she was young, every time she argued with her friends, she would regret it at night, hiding under the covers, thinking that if she hadn’t cried at that time, and had retorted, she would have won the argument.
But the next time she argued, she still couldn’t help crying when she got excited.
Xia Yue’e looked at Shen Chuning’s embarrassed look and couldn’t help but laugh, “It’s a good thing you cry when you argue.
If you were good at arguing, Eldest Sister-in-law would definitely fight you fiercely today, and wouldn’t stop until three hundred rounds, and you wouldn’t know how to end it then!”
Shen Chuning was even more embarrassed, “Second Sister-in-law, don’t make fun of me. I’ll go back first.”
After returning to her courtyard, Shen Chuning looked at the tofu still on the wooden board, thought for a moment, and added another piece to send to the eldest son’s family.
After all, they were her husband’s brothers, and she had just married in, if she favored one over the other, how would the brothers and sisters-in-law get along in the future?
When Sun Fengjiao opened the door, she saw Shen Chuning’s bright smile.
Shen Chuning handed the bowl of tofu to Sun Fengjiao, “Eldest Sister-in-law, this is the tofu I made, give it to the children to try.
I heard from people in the village that Eldest Sister-in-law’s tofu-making skills are superb, after you eat it, give me some pointers.”
As the saying goes, you don’t hit a smiling person.
Shen Chuning was giving gifts, praising her, and smiling, not like someone who had just argued with her.
She couldn’t be cold to her.
But she felt that if she was appeased by a piece of tofu, it would be too embarrassing.
She took the tofu, trying to keep a straight face, “Okay, I’ll teach you how to make tofu when I have time after I try it.”
Her ancestors were tofu makers.
Making tofu was a family tradition.
So, she readily agreed.
Shen Chuning smiled even sweeter, “Thank you, Eldest Sister-in-law.”
When she returned to her own house, Shen Chuning ate a boiled egg and a bowl of bean curd for dinner.
Then she lit a kerosene lamp and started reading.
The brigades around the commune had started laying power lines.
It was said that their Ci Hang Brigade would also have electricity before the New Year.
Shen Chuning was looking forward to having electricity soon, mainly because the kerosene lamp was too dim, and her eyes would hurt after reading for a while under the kerosene lamp.
Without an electric lamp, and having to get up early to go to the commune tomorrow, Shen Chuning didn’t read for long before going to bed.
Lying in bed, she looked forward to what her husband would reply after receiving her letter and scarf.
She started to recite the book she had just read, and fell asleep while reciting.
On the other side, Zhou Yubai had just brought the captured enemy agents back to the army, handed over the mission, and was reporting the situation to the leader.
After listening to his report, the leader looked at him with appreciation and nodded with satisfaction, “I’ve always been assured of your missions.
Go back and rest for two days, there’s another important mission for you in two days.”
“Yes, Chief.” Zhou Yubai saluted the chief and left his office.
Shen Zhengrong was already waiting for him outside the office, and saluted him, “Captain.”
“Cough.” Zhou Yubai cleared his throat, “Third brother, outside of work, we don’t need to use our titles.
That… has Ningning called or written or sent a telegram recently?”
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