70's Raising a Child: I'm done with cannon fodder female supporting roles

Chapter 46: Vicious Calculation
Her son Xiaoyu has gained a lot of weight recently and can no longer fit into his previous clothes.

But the family's financial situation was not good, and they had three daughters to raise. They wanted to buy new clothes for Xiaoyu but they really couldn't afford it.

Seeing Shen Nanqiao dress her daughter so beautifully and cutely, Old Lady Ma gritted her teeth and said:
"That little bitch seems to be living a comfortable life. I still haven't settled the score with my Xiaoyu last time!"

"Sister Ma!"

At this time, Mrs. Wang's voice came from the side, "Did you just send your child to school?"

Every day when she goes to the fields to apply fertilizer, Old Lady Wang would deliberately take a few more steps just to pass by the kindergarten and listen to the children's voices.

She has always envied other families for having children going to school. Her own daughter-in-law Xiuyu has been married for two years, but her belly has not moved, and now she has three broken fingers.

She was reluctant to spend money to send Xiu Yu to the health center to get medicine. She felt that the factory would not compensate her and Shen Nanqiao would not care, so her family could not suffer any loss.

But facing Shen Nanqiao, she couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

When she saw Old Lady Ma, Old Lady Wang ran over in small steps as if she had seen a savior.

He reached out and took Old Lady Ma’s arm affectionately, saying, “Sister Ma, you are sending the child off!”

Old Mrs. Ma glanced at Old Mrs. Wang.

The last time when Old Lady Wang went to Shen Nanqiao's house to cause trouble, she had secretly gone to watch the excitement, so she naturally knew about the conflict between the Wang and Shen families.

"Sister Wang, how is your daughter-in-law these days?" There was a calculating gleam in Old Lady Ma's eyes as she deliberately mentioned Old Lady Wang's pain point.

When Xiuyu was mentioned, Old Lady Wang's face suddenly darkened:
"Don't even mention it. Her finger can't be reattached. The wound bleeds and festers every day. She just lies in bed and does nothing. She's no different from a cripple.

I'm so worried about my son. How could he be so unlucky to marry such a wife!"

As Old Lady Wang spoke, she wiped her tears, her face full of sorrow.

Old Ma rolled her eyes and said with pretended concern:
"Then your daughter-in-law has been married for two years, but there is still no news? Does she need to go to the hospital for treatment?"

"There is no money! Her finger is broken, and the Jiang family refuses to pay compensation. I get angry when I see Shen Nanqiao!" Old Mrs. Wang said angrily.

Old Ma came close to Old Madam Wang and said in a low voice:
"This little bitch has been spoiled by the Jiang family and doesn't understand the ways of the world. In my opinion, it's not impossible for us to teach her a lesson."

When Old Lady Wang heard this, she immediately became alert and looked at Old Lady Ma anxiously:

"Sister Ma, you are the smartest person in our village. Do you have any good ideas? I really have no idea what to do with Shen Nanqiao."

Old Mrs. Ma looked at the kindergarten.

Through the crack in the wall, he saw Yaoyao jumping happily inside, so he leaned close to Old Lady Wang's ear and whispered his conspiracy.

After hearing this, Old Lady Wang said with some fear:

"Is this okay? Is this against the law? Will I be arrested?"

Old Ma pouted with disdain: "We designed a plan to let her get lost on her own. What does that have to do with us?"

Old Mrs. Wang was tempted, thinking that if her own life was not easy, she would not let the Jiang family have an easy life either.

As long as she could bring bad luck to Shen Nanqiao, she would be able to vent her anger.

"Sister Ma, when are we going to start?"

"Let's make it tomorrow afternoon. I have some acquaintances in town and I can contact them."

"Sister Ma, you still have a wide network of contacts."

The two smiled at each other, covered their mouths tacitly and left. When Old Lady Wang returned home, she saw Xiuyu lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Xiuyu doesn't have to go to work these days. Her wound hurts so much that she can't do any work.

Although she had broken three fingers, she felt particularly relaxed having a few days off from work in the two years since she got married.

Old Mrs. Wang walked into the room angrily and saw Xiu Yu snoring in her sleep.

He immediately became furious, picked up the basin of water on the table and poured it at Xiu Yu.

Xiu Yu was having a sweet dream in her sleep. She dreamed that Shen Nanqiao had broken arms and legs. She was so happy when a basin of cold water was suddenly poured on her body. She was so scared that she screamed and sat up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Old Lady Wang's eerie and terrifying face, like a demon from hell.

Xiuyu couldn't help but tremble all over and timidly called out, "Mom..."

Old Lady Wang cursed:

"You just sleep all day long. We in the Wang family don't keep idle people! Get up! If you don't want to work, get out of here and go to work in the factory!"

Xiuyu rolled off the bed in panic, the bandage on her hand was instantly soaked with blood. She was in so much pain that she almost fainted. She sat on the ground, looking at Old Lady Wang with pleading eyes, and said pitifully:

"Mom, how can I go to work in this state?

Even if I go to the factory, I will just become a laughing stock!
Mom, didn't you keep talking about asking Shen Nanqiao for compensation? Did she pay the money?"

"Hmph! Forget about that bitch Shen Nanqiao! Do you still expect her to compensate you?

Because of your fuss, he ended up being hired as a maintenance worker in the factory. I heard that as long as he passes the test and becomes a regular employee, he can earn 100 yuan a month!"

Old Mrs. Wang's face was filled with anger and her saliva was flying everywhere, splashing all over Xiu Yu.

Xiu Yu wiped her face silently and didn't dare to talk back to Old Lady Wang anymore. She could only blush and be kicked out of the house while being beaten and scolded by Old Lady Wang.

Old Lady Wang stood in the yard, breathing heavily, and Old Lady Ma's words kept echoing in her mind:

There is a doctor in the city who specializes in treating infertility. Although he is a private doctor and costs a lot of money, he can guarantee the birth of a son!
Old Mrs. Wang knew clearly that her family's economic situation in the village was at best lower-middle class. Her son had gone out to make a living after the Chinese New Year, and now it had been almost half a year, but he hadn't sent back a single letter.

She was really worried and didn't know how her son was doing.

Right now, I can only think of a way to regulate Xiu Yu's body.

As long as the plan this afternoon goes smoothly, she will get a sum of money.

I can also go to the city to find out where my son Wang Kan works.

After the spring, Wang Kan took the village tricycle to the city to find work. There was no news from him in the past six months, and Old Mrs. Wang was very worried.

Here, Shen Nanqiao came to the factory to work at a leisurely pace. The time was exactly 7:09, only one minute before work time.

The other employees in the factory did not dare to disobey the factory director's orders and came to work early at 6:30.

Morning exercises had just ended in the large open space in front of the factory gate. Su Qian, as the leader, was wearing light and convenient clothes and shouting slogans in a clear and loud voice.

When she danced with her hands raised high, her shirt moved up slightly, revealing a small part of her white belly, which made her particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

The factory director sat on a recliner in the yard, eating melon seeds and sipping tea, his eyes fixed on Su Qian.

When the factory director saw the two "oddballs" Shen Nanqiao and Jiang's father appear, his face instantly became as gloomy as if a storm was coming.

He spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth, wiped his mouth roughly, and stood up in a hurry, pulling at his belt.