In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 274 The Accident Got Met the Real Deal
Han Jingfan's second sister-in-law is a smart woman. Although she had heard that Xiaofan's family had become wealthy, she still saw it with her own eyes this time and insisted on getting to know them better.

Yu Dawei sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and watched the play quietly. Although his wife grew up in the countryside, she was born with a beautiful face. In addition, she had developed a graceful temperament, perhaps because of her studies. She didn't need to wear fancy clothes to attract attention like she did now.

Didn't you see how distorted Xiao Fan's older sister's expression was when she turned around and left?

Yu Dawei knew his sister-in-law all too well. Her husband, who was also his brother-in-law, was at most a braggart, liked to go out and have fun, and liked to drink and have fun behind his wife's back.

At least he was straightforward and genuine. But his sister-in-law, on the surface, seemed very magnanimous, but in reality, she was petty and narrow-minded. In his past life, when he was running a company in Hohhot, he suffered a lot because of her.

Back then, because his company won the second open-pit mine equipment maintenance contract, he was not afraid even if his uncle retired in six months, as long as he did a good job in the first year.

Because the person in charge of the second open-pit mine was his high school classmate. Even if he wasn't a close friend like Meng Kai or Ai Yongqiang, he was definitely someone he could talk to.

But in the end, the company still failed to take off, and a large part of the reason was that Xiao Fan's sister-in-law was stirring up trouble between them!

He said he spent the night with a vixen outside, and when he was washing his work clothes, he found a KTV receipt in my pocket.

Then they insisted on instilling in Xiao Fan that KTVs and nightclubs were similar, and even instilled in him that none of the men who went to these places were good people.

Han Jingfan had no relatives in Hohhot, and her older brother was always working outside and had no time to chat with her. The only person she could rely on was her older sister.

The result was predictable: he and Han Jingfan fought again and again at the company and at home. No matter how much he smashed things, he couldn't stop her suspicions. He was just short of beating her up himself.

But deep down he was still reluctant to part with it.

Do you think he wouldn't have a problem with his sister-in-law? Things like when the company lost money, she took the lead in demanding payment from him, not to mention the likes.

In short, in Yu Dawei's mind, his sister-in-law was definitely on his blacklist.

In the entire Han family, apart from his mother-in-law, the only one with any integrity was the second brother.

Han Lao Er (Han Lao Er) has a Korean style.

Unfortunately, this guy has looked down on me in both my past and present lives, and I have no obligation to help him.

Don't let his thin appearance and medium-length hair fool you. He has a respectable job at the grain depot now, but in a few years, even if he works hard to get into a technical school and then gets a job at the grain depot, all he'll end up doing is carrying bricks on construction sites to support his children.

In the end, his wife also went to work at a restaurant with her older sister Han Jingping to make a living, and eventually became paralyzed on one side due to exhaustion.

With his current level of insight, he could tell that even if his second brother knew he was living a good life, he would only be polite on the surface, but in his heart he would probably say that he had gotten lucky.

Who cares? What does his opinion have to do with me?

Yu Dawei walked out of the inner room and into the kitchen. He squatted in front of the dish rack like a rice dishwashing basket, reaching out to open the dish rack to see if there was anything delicious inside.

There was no other way; pulling the cart on the road was extremely physically demanding, so I needed to continue replenishing my nutrition.

"I'm starving! There are some steamed buns I just brought back on the dish rack. If you don't mind them being cold, have some first." Sister-in-law Zhang Fengyi was helping her mother-in-law fry lard in the oil pan around the stove. "Once the lard is ready, you can eat it. It's delicious."

Seeing his sister-in-law's enthusiasm, Yu Dawei felt uncomfortable, fearing that his brother-in-law would be jealous if he saw her.

However, with a sticky rice cake in his mouth, he still readily agreed.

It would be utterly outrageous not to eat when there's delicious food available.

Oily residue is the grease left over from slaughtering pigs in Northeast China. It is commonly known as "oil shuttle," but in this area, it is more commonly called "oily residue."

This stuff is rendered from animal fat, so the name is quite fitting.

Not long after, seven or eight little kids returned. The grease leak had been cleaned up, and there were only two large bowls of it left. Yu Dawei shared some with the kids.

This time, however, whether it was scrambling over bowls or fighting with the children for food, whether in the inner or outer room, no one showed the disgusted faces that Yu Dawei had seen countless times before. Instead, everyone wore smiles, praising Yu Dawei's strong physique and Han Jingfan for finding a physically robust man.

The contrast between the inside and outside reminded Yu Dawei of a sentence he had heard in his past life.

Don't care how others judge you. Just think of yourself as someone who's just passing through this world, and this so-called world is nothing more than a slightly larger makeshift stage.

After having a bite to eat, when Yu Dawei came back into the room, the topic of conversation had shifted away from Han Jingfan.

Because people discovered something: the silent Xiao Fan they remembered was still the same Xiao Fan, only now he was wearing nicer clothes.

She still doesn't like to talk to people, and when asked anything, she just nods vaguely or shakes her head.

Finally, everyone watched as Han Jingfan got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), sat alone in a corner, and stared blankly out the window through the windowsill.

For the first time, Han Jingfan felt that she missed the home she and Dawei had built.

Although their home was just a bare shell and only had two or three people, it was comfortable. There were no messy probing attempts or attempts to find out about their family's financial situation.

Just now, a girl from Uncle San's family, knowing that her family had a son and she had a daughter, shamelessly wanted to arrange a marriage between their child and her son. If Han Jingfan remembered correctly, of all the girls who looked down on her back then and spread all sorts of rumors in the village, that girl was probably the craziest.

On the surface, she calls me "sister, sister," but behind my back, many unfounded "rumors" are spread through her.

"What's wrong?" Yu Dawei moved from the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to the headboard, took his wife's hand, and asked with concern.

"I'm tired," Han Jingfan said, forcing a slightly pale face.

Yu Dawei was taken aback. His wife was perfectly fine when he went to the outer room, so why did she look so pale when he came back?

Yu Dawei thought that Fanfan couldn't stand crowded places and probably felt like she couldn't breathe, so he reached out and pulled her up: "Come on, we don't have anything to do with each other anyway, let's go out for a walk."

"No, I need to go help Mom once I've warmed up." Han Jingfan didn't say the next sentence, but just looked up at her husband.

As a young woman returning to her parents' home, even if she wasn't the head chef, she should at least help out in the outer room like an older sister, such as lighting a fire or adding firewood.

Looking at Han Jingfan's almost pleading eyes, Yu Dawei felt an overwhelming surge of anger.

He pulled Han Jingfan from the kang (a heated brick bed) to his side, stood up, and said domineeringly, "You are my wife. I promised myself that I would never let you suffer any injustice in this lifetime!"

"I'll take you out right now, and let's see who dares to say anything!" Yu Dawei glanced to the right, focusing on the woman sitting on the bench holding her child.

Did he really think he knew nothing? Back when he was on a blind date with Han Jingfan, he already knew that there were several women in Hanjiagang Village who were always gossiping about Han Jingfan, and one of their relatives was even making all sorts of sarcastic remarks about her.

Even when he was leaving after his first visit, the unmarried girl secretly found him and said some random things to him.

Fortunately, although Yu Dawei was carefree at the time, he wasn't stupid. He could tell from the smallest details that the girl wasn't very friendly to Han Jingfan, and he always remembered this.

At this moment, the room fell silent again. The woman holding the child saw Yu Dawei protecting his wife so much, and she pursed her lips but didn't say anything.

It was in this tranquil atmosphere that Yu Dawei took Han Jingfan outside.

"Pah, she's just wearing tattered clothes. Anyone who didn't know better would think she's rich." The woman holding the child finally couldn't help but mutter to the girl in the next yard.

These are all childhood friends from Hanjiagang Village. They're not afraid to say anything that might offend anyone, and they're also her best friends. They've often spoken ill of Han Jingfan behind her back.

"I think you'd better say less," the woman beside him whispered in his ear. "I just heard my husband say that Han Jingfan was wearing a gold bracelet on her wrist, which looked expensive, and she also seemed to be wearing a gold necklace around her neck."

“Xiao Fan’s family must have made a fortune last year, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to afford gold jewelry,” the woman said again.

The woman holding the child became more obedient, but jealousy burned in her eyes. She had disliked Han Jingfan since childhood, and now that he was doing well, she felt even more unhappy.

Nowadays, when you're a guest in someone else's home, you should at least know some basic etiquette.

On the floor outside, Grandma Han, who was busy cooking, looked up into the house and turned to ask her eldest daughter-in-law, "What's going on in the house? I just saw Dawei drag Xiaofan out angrily."

"I don't know, but I just saw that Xiao Fan's face didn't look too good." Zhang Fengyi glanced into the house, and as a result, she bumped into her third uncle's daughter.

Zhang Fengyi immediately understood the situation and said to her mother-in-law in a nonchalant tone, "It's probably one of the gossipy people in the house who brought up Xiao Fan's past scandals again."

Although this eldest sister-in-law has learned the opportunistic nature of the Han family, she can still distinguish right from wrong on major issues and knows who is on her side.

Moreover, when she married into the family, her third uncle's sister, who was fond of gossiping, would always say bad things about her behind her back.

In particular, her experiences with blind dates when she was young in Minquan were repeatedly brought up.

She wouldn't look down on someone like that.

"Sigh." Old Mrs. Han paused, and subconsciously sighed.

The person who comes is a guest, and you can't just chase them away with a broom, can you?

Gouwazi Village, in the woods to the west.

Yu Dawei was holding his wife's hand as they took a walk, and Han Jingfan's fair face visibly flushed red.

Yu Dawei had his own ideas about the situation. He had already dealt with a case of gossiping women in the village before, so he was quite experienced in this kind of thing.

Given the right opportunity, you can do the same thing.

We just have to wait until some of the younger girls are married and the older girls have children.

It's not too late for him to take action later.

He was going to do it regardless of whether Han Jingfan agreed or not.

No one can bully his wife, that's what Yu Dawei said!
(End of this chapter)