The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Zhao Xiulan twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Auntie, I think you think too much. Since your son is so good, let's go find another girl. You can definitely find a better one. I'm not suitable for him."

The woman hurriedly waved her hand, "Why isn't it suitable? I see that the two of you are very suitable."

Zhao Xiulan couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Auntie, don't be self-righteous all the time. Your son likes me, and you don't ask me if I can like your son?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and said inexplicably, "You little girl, why don't you look down on my son? My son is so good, I can't find it with a lantern, otherwise why are so many little girls thinking of marrying him.

Girls can't be too high-minded and pick and choose, and in the end, when they get older, they can only be picked by others. "

Zhao Xiulan only felt that this woman was inexplicable and felt too good about herself.

"Then this is also my business. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Zhao Xiulan said angrily, "I have to continue working. If it's okay, please leave first and don't disturb my work, okay?"

When the woman heard it, she shouted unhappily, "You little girl, what's your attitude?

You are not satisfied because my son sees you.

Just like you, do you think you can find a better condition than my son? "

Zhao Xiulan was almost amused by this "mentally retarded", "I'm sorry, I'm already married, and my husband's conditions are indeed much better than your son's.

Since you think your son's conditions are so good, whoever cares about it will marry him. I don't think it's difficult or not. "

The woman was almost mad at Zhao Xiulan's words, "How is this possible? It must be your nonsense!"

"Auntie, it's up to you to believe it or not, I know in my heart whether it's true or not.

Could you please stay away from me? You are interrupting my work! "

The woman yelled, "What's so great? Don't you just rely on yourself as a city person? My son sees you as your blessing, but you're good, and you're even picky.

If you want me to say, you with thin arms and thin legs will definitely not be able to give birth to a son.

What's the use of good conditions? If you don’t have a son, it’s all in vain, and whoever marries you back will have eight lifetimes of bad luck, so you can’t pass on the lineage…”

Zhao Xiulan frowned, and there was a little more anger between her brows.

Let's not say whether Fang Yong's own conditions are good or not, whoever wants to marry him, with such a mother-in-law on the stall, is really enough to suffer.

It is said that getting married not only depends on the person, but also on the family style.

Sometimes men disguise well, and it's hard to find out after getting along. But over time, it will be easy to "expose".

Once there is a problem with family style and character, there will inevitably be major problems in future marriages.

In particular, some rural people think that the meaning of a woman's existence is to give birth to a child, and if she cannot give birth to a son, it is a great sin.

If that's the case, what's the difference between a woman and a child-bearing machine?

"Xingxingxing, you can say what you like, is it okay that I don't know how to lift up and climb high? If you're finished, please leave here quickly, otherwise I'll have to find the captain, you have been seriously disturbed. When it came to me, I didn't assist the cadres in the city."

As soon as Zhao Xiulan finished speaking, Fang Yong rushed back from outside.

Just when I heard the conversation between my own mother and Zhao Xiulan, I suddenly felt ashamed.