Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Chapter 51 Crazy
The "heavy snow" in the twelve solar terms has passed for several days, and a heavy rain suddenly fell at a time when it shouldn't rain.

It rained heavily for nearly two hours, then turned to sleet.

In order to save her brand-new large desk, Tang Limei was completely drenched by the cold winter rain.

She developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

I took antipyretics to lower my temperature.

Mrs. Tang was also ill. Her whole body ached and she groaned in discomfort all night.

The old man next to him was sleeping very well, snoring loudly.

Ever since her second son publicly announced that she wanted a divorce, Mrs. Tang's health has been in bad shape, and the successive changes have dealt a huge blow to her.

Things in the house couldn't be moved, the old one was sick, the young one was sick too, Tang Jinhong and Jia Zhenzhen were really worried.

Tang Jinhong didn't want to take leave, so Jia Zhenzhen had to take leave and stay at home to clean up the mess.

Tang Limei woke up in the morning, put on her thick cotton-padded jacket and ran out to check her desk.

In desperation last night, she went to the kitchen and pulled off the oilcloth Tang Xueli used when setting up the stall.

The oilcloth is large, waterproof, and works great.

"Mom, how is my table?" Tang Limei asked as she walked.

"I don't know." Jia Zhenzhen said with dark circles under her eyes: "Stop running around and go back to bed and wrap yourself up in quilt."

Tang Limei didn't listen and took two quick steps to the door of the west room.

Finally, the weather cleared after the rain, and she wanted to give the table a good drying.

The oilcloth was lifted with a crash, and Tang Limei burst into tears.

"What's going on?" Jia Zhenzhen put down what she was doing and hurried over to ask.

"My table, my big desk!" Tang Limei cried loudly: "Mom, what should I do? It's all covered with oil. This, this, and here, this large area is all dirty and black. Oil!"

She wanted to paint the new desk herself, make it yellow or purple, and paint some cute little pictures, so she didn't let the carpenter paint it.

Now the oil stain mixed with rainwater has seeped into the wood, making it impossible to clean.

"I haven't used my new desk yet, why did it end up like this!"

Jia Zhenzhen thought something serious had happened. When she saw that the table was just dirty, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just brush it when it's empty. Don't waste it."

"Why don't you delay? It's already like this, how can we use it!" Tang Limei screamed.

Old Mrs. Tang was lying in the room, shouting "Ouch" and "Ouch", and said, "It's so noisy."

The noise made her head hurt even more.

Jia Zhenzhen pushed her daughter, "Hurry up and lie down, cover your sweat."

Tang Limei returned to bed crying, buried her face in the pillow, and cried till the end of the night.

When Tang Jinhong came back in the evening, the family had a big fight when they were discussing how to rearrange the furniture.

"The desk is too big, there's no room to put it, and the dresser is too, so sell them all!" Tang Jinhong made the decision.

Tang Limei shouted: "No, how can I do my homework and study without a desk!"

"Use the original one." Tang Jinhong said in a stern tone: "If you can't study well, don't rely on the desk. Those with poor family conditions can do the questions on the bench and get into college. Stop making excuses for yourself!"

Jia Zhenzhen pointed to a small space at the end of the bed and said, "The dressing table can be placed here, it can be put down."

"You are a lady from a rich family! What kind of dressing table do you want? Just wash your face clean!" Tang Jinhong slapped the table and accused Jia Zhenzhen unceremoniously: "What have you been doing at home all day?! In the house Why is it still such a mess!"

Jia Zhenzhen felt extremely aggrieved, "You are so awesome, you can stay and do it tomorrow!"

Mr. Tang knocked his pipe on the sole of his shoe and said leisurely: "Keep the piece behind the dining table for me. I want to put the fishing rod."

Tang Jinhong had a sad look on his face, "Dad, put the fishing rod under the bed, we can't keep it in the house."

"There's no room under the bed, it's hard to get to, it's too dirty." After speaking, Mr. Tang lay down to rest.

Tang Jinhong felt exhausted both physically and mentally, "I'm going to take half a day off tomorrow, sell the desk and the dressing table, and return the house to its original condition. The back of the dining table was originally empty, and I'll put Dad's fishing rods in the future."

The old man is the most troublesome, and as a son, you can't beat or scold your old father, you can only try to follow his wishes. "No, you can't sell my desk!" Tang Limei wanted her new desk even if it was stained with oil.

Tang Jinhong raised his hand and slapped him, "How old are you? Can you understand something?"

Tang Limei rushed out of the room with tears in her eyes, came to the east room, and banged on the door.

"Tang Xueli, come out!"

After a few seconds, the door slowly opened, and Tang Xueli moved his neck lazily, "Is something wrong?"

Tang Limei held her swollen eyelids and said fiercely: "Stay with my desk!"

What the hell is this guy talking about?
Tang Xueli: "Go to the hospital if you are sick."

"Your oilcloth has made my desk dirty. It's full of oil! I can't even brush it off!"

Tang Xueli couldn't laugh or cry, "You stole my oilcloth and still relied on me?"

"It's your fault! You stay with me at the desk!" Tang Limei pretended to be reasonable and said, "You don't need to stay with someone as big as me, just pay for the smaller one."

Anyway, I can't let go of the big one now, so why not get a smaller one from Tang Xueli.

It can be regarded as making up for some losses.

Her calculations were heard even by deaf old people eight hundred miles away.

Tang Xueli closed the door directly and locked it.

What's there to say to an unreasonable lunatic.

Tang Shuangshuang asked quietly: "What's going on?"

"It's okay." Tang Xueli said, "I'm nervous!"

Tang Limei yelled at the door: "Tang Xueli, open the door, don't try to cheat, come and sit with me at the table!"

Tang Shuangshuang curled his lips and said with a giggle: "That's crazy! Is she okay if you don't care?"

Tang Xueli: "It's okay, her dad will take it away."

"Ignore her then, come and take a look at the shirt I bought for you." Tang Shuangshuang opened the clothes and showed it to his sister, "I promised you before that I will buy you new clothes when my sister makes money from work. I keep my word. Bar?"

The briquettes were burning particularly hot this year, and the room was warm. Tang Xueli took off his coat and tried on a new shirt.

"Aren't you going to participate in some knowledge competition soon? You must have a beautiful white shirt, wear it under a blue sweater, it will look great!"

Tang Shuangshuang pulled her sister to the full-length mirror, "My sister is getting more and more beautiful. Have you lost weight, Xue Li?"

Tang Xueli nodded: "Yes."

She measured herself on a scale at the grain store and found that she was twenty pounds lighter than when she came back from Beidahuang.

"Wow, it looks so good!" Tang Shuangshuang said, "I went to the department store and asked the salesperson for the best shirt, and it turned out really good!"

Tang Xueli looked at herself in the mirror. Not only had she lost weight, she had also become a lot whiter.

The most important thing is that my mental outlook is very good and my whole person seems to be shining.

This was a state she had never been in before.

"Do you like it?" Tang Shuangshuang asked.

"I really like it." Tang Xueli smiled and said, "Thank you, second sister."

Tang Shuangshuang waved his hands: "Thank you for what you are doing. You are still polite to me."

The two sisters were happily trying on clothes and chatting in the room.

The laughter and laughter reached Tang Limei's ears, which was particularly harsh.

She slapped the door and cursed: "Tang Xueli, you are so shameless."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the back of the head.

Tang Jinhong dragged his daughter back to the west room, threw her on the bed, and shouted sternly: "Can you embarrass me less!"

(End of this chapter)