The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 156 Boys and girls are the same

My sister's words were loaded with meaning.

Gao Qinghe chuckled and asked, "Who said your brother-in-law and I broke up?"

Mao Mao rushed up carrying a plastic bucket and blurted out, "I know!"

Gao Qingya glanced at his bare, muddy feet with disdain.

"What do you know, you little brat? Did you see it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears?"

Mao Mao nodded heavily. "Yes, I saw Aunt Guihua standing at my door, talking to Sister Yanqiu's mother, asking if the coal mine owner regretted it and didn't want your niece anymore!"

The little boy imitated her so vividly that Gao Qingya couldn't help but wonder if he was Guihua's unborn son.

Annoyed, I gave Mao Mao a flick on the forehead.

"Third sister, why did you hit me!" Mao Mao said angrily.

Gao Qingya snorted, "Don't imitate adults, I just want to punch you when I see you."

Mao Mao looked at Gao Qinghe with a wronged expression, "Second Sister~"

"Alright, alright, blowing on it will make it stop hurting." Gao Qinghe pretended to blow on the little boy's forehead, then smacked Gao Qingya on the forehead.

Now they're even. Mao Mao grinned, grabbed his little sister's hand, and charged forward, his mouth agape like a megaphone, shouting:
"Second Sister is back! The bride is back!"

Gao Qingya raised her fist and waved it twice at the air, shouting, "So noisy!"

Mao Mao turned around and made a face at her. Afraid of getting beaten up, he ran away barefoot as fast as he could, leaving Yao Mei behind. He squinted his eyes and grinned foolishly.

Gao Qingya took Yaomei Huahua's hand again, put her on the suitcase, and pulled her away.

Looking up, I saw a figure standing under the big locust tree.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be osmanthus.

Gao Qingya exclaimed in surprise, "People are really unpredictable; whoever you mention, they appear."

When Guihua realized she had been seen, she turned and walked away.

How could Gao Qingya let her off the hook? She shouted, "Sister-in-law Guihua, what are you doing standing there so suspiciously!"

Guihua stumbled and almost fell.

Whether it was because she felt guilty or what, as soon as she stood up, she turned around and walked home without looking back, not daring to say a word to Gao Qingya.

"Who do you think you are? Bah!" Gao Qingya spat viciously on the ground, behaving like a complete bully.

After I finished doing that, I remembered that my sister was still watching from behind, and I immediately felt a chill run down my spine.

But it was too late.

Gao Qinghe grabbed the brat's ear and twisted it. "Where did you learn this bad habit? Didn't your moral education teacher at school teach you to be civilized and not to spit anywhere?"

Gao Qingya cried out "Ouch!" with one hand pulling the suitcase and the other protecting Huahua sitting on it. She had no time to break free and tears streamed down her face from the pain.

Gao Qinghe then withdrew her hand and gave a stern warning: if she sees this again, her ear will be twisted off!

Seeing that things were not going well, Hua Hua slid off the suitcase and tried her best to make a run for it with her short legs.

Gao Qingya, a typical example of someone who forgets the pain once the wound heals, said angrily:

“There’s not a single good person in the Zhou family. We even helped out when Zhou’s wife was having her baby. And when Secretary Zhou got married last time, he was all smiles and thanking us.”

"Who would have thought that you would say such things about me behind my back? You're two-faced, a real scoundrel!"

"No!" Gao Qingya earnestly retorted, "It's just jealousy. They can't stand to see us doing well. It's disgusting."

Mentioning the Zhou family, Gao Qinghe asked curiously, "Is Ouyang Yan in the village?" Gao Qingya nodded, "Yes, she's been in the village all summer, but school is starting soon, so she should be going back to school in a couple of days."

The two sisters had a tacit understanding; Gao Qinghe didn't need to ask, Gao Qingya already understood what her older sister meant.

Then she began to recount what happened after Ouyang Yan married into Shanghe Village.

New brides are bound to make a few funny mistakes, and the villagers, having nothing better to do, love to watch these newly arrived young wives.

Moreover, Ouyang Yan came from the city, making her even more ridiculous.

“A few nights ago, I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard a scream. I was so startled that I jumped up and saw that Ouyang Yan had fallen into the latrine.”

"And yesterday, when Secretary Zhou went to the city on business, Guihua took Ouyang Yan to the mountains to pick August melons. But when they got to the foot of the mountain, they were scared by a rat snake and cried all the way back."

"Oh, this morning, Secretary Zhou hadn't returned yet. Ouyang Yan planned to wait for Secretary Zhou under the pretext of going to the old well at the village entrance to fetch water. She was wearing wedge sandals, and as soon as she went out, she slipped right from the front yard into the vegetable garden."

What's even funnier is that the village chief's old ox wandered into the vegetable garden and started eating other people's vegetables. Ouyang Yan had just gotten up from the field when she stared at the old ox.

The scream was heard throughout the entire village, and it almost made the old ladies in the village laugh their heads off.

Gao Qingya frowned and said, "I don't find it funny at all, I just think she's really pitiful."

The girl couldn't understand why she would leave the city and come to the countryside.
As the two sisters passed by the Zhou family's gate, Gao Qinghe deliberately glanced inside the open gate.

The only people in the courtyard were Chunfang and her daughter, who had just finished their postpartum confinement and were holding their baby while basking in the sun.

Because his back was to the gate, he didn't notice Gao Qinghe and her sister passing by.

"Where are their family members?" Gao Qinghe asked, puzzled.

Gao Qingya pointed in the direction of the township health center, "Ouyang Yan sprained her ankle, and Brother Zhou and Brother Zhou took her to the health center."

Looking up at the sun, it should be back soon.

As for Zhong and Guihua, they are both in their courtyard.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.

The two families live close by, so they see each other all the time, and social interactions are unavoidable.

With the wedding banquet approaching, all the relatives and friends in the village who knew each other came to the Gao family to help with the preparations.

Although Zhong was incapable of doing anything, she insisted on joining in the fun, and Old Madam Tian couldn't just kick her out.

Let's just move a stool to her and let her sit under the eaves where it won't block the way, just to make room for her.

Sister-in-law Zheng said half-jokingly, "Your daughter-in-law just finished her postpartum confinement. Aren't you going to help take care of the baby? Aren't you afraid to leave the two of them at home alone?"

Zhong snorted, "What's there to be afraid of? Can't an adult keep an eye on a little girl? Do you think she's some precious grandson or a golden nugget that I have to personally handle?"

She doesn't care what others think of her; she just cares about having fun expressing herself.

Sister-in-law Zheng advised, "Secretary Zhou and the others just painted a new slogan on the outer wall of the village committee: It's the same whether you have a boy or a girl. Both boys and girls can carry on the family line. Granddaughters and grandsons are all grandchildren, they're all the same."

Zhong glared at Zheng Ersao as if she were an enemy, and fiercely accused her, "She made my second son's line end!"

The plan had to come at this exact moment, of all times.

She was only allowed to have one child, and it was a girl. It's already quite good that she didn't make her second son divorce her!
Zheng Ersao immediately regretted her loose tongue and wanted to say something more, but Huang Ying waved her hand to stop her.

Don't waste your breath on this kind of person; she won't listen anyway.

The busy people in the courtyard exchanged glances, shook their heads, and seemed rather relieved.

Fortunately, my mother-in-law is not Zhong.

(End of this chapter)