This was the first time that Yang Cheng had seen such a shrew's behavior. He almost couldn't react to the appearance of a commoner.
"You're courting death..."
Yang Cheng was about to make a move, but Ma Guifang, who was behind him, had already called out to him.
"Yang Cheng!" "Go away!"
Ma Guifang angrily pushed Yang Cheng away and scolded, "This is not something that you should care about! Go back! When did I become your mother-in-law! I have nothing to do with you!
"Yang Cheng felt depressed in his heart. He had already been bullied and slapped in the face, so why was he still angry at him!?
"Mom, she's already like this, and you're still blocking me!?" Yang Cheng was so angry that his voice was trembling.
That shrew snorted coldly, "So it's a piece of trash who can't even be considered a son-in-law, chasing after other people's daughters. That's right, a mother is already so foxy at her age, so a daughter might be even more seductive."
Seeing that Yang Cheng was about to go up again, Ma Guifang hurriedly blocked him, turned around, and said solemnly, "Aunt Zhou, I think you misunderstood something, but you can't say that about my daughter and slander us."
Yang Cheng was blocked behind, and it was really hard to say. Speaking of which, how could a single Ma Guifang be able to stop him? But the key was that the situation was different, and he couldn't be too overbearing, nor was it suitable to cause a large commotion. He could only endure for a while and see what the situation was.
"That's right, wife, it's really not what you think …" The old man hurriedly tried to persuade him.
"Shut up!" The shrew Aunt Zhou was so angry that her mouth twisted, and said, "You still say that it's nothing!? Ever since this vixen came here to work, you've been coming here every other day to give her some onions, garlic, or dried tofu. As long as this vixen doesn't come to our shop to borrow something, you're worried that she's not feeling well. I've been your wife for dozens of years. Why don't you ask me if I'm feeling well?! "
Old Man Zhou's face turned red, but he said in an aggrieved manner, "Dear, I'm not like what you think I am … I just saw that Guifang came all the way from Sichuan Province without a husband to take care of her. How could I have such thoughts …"
"Doesn't she have a daughter to take care of? Why would I need you!? " Shrew Zhou slanted her lips and said, "You're a widow with no man by your side and you're much prettier than me. Do you think I can't guess what you're thinking? Usually, when you deliver some side dishes and run back and forth, I would pretend not to see it. But you, as soon as I came back today, you even gave me a plate of bones for free! Do you think my wife is dead!? "
"I … Sigh … The weather hasn't been good these days. I saw that Guifang's body was a little weak, so I wanted her to make some soup to nourish herself … I … I really didn't …" Old Man Zhou looked embarrassed and stuttered.
Aunt Xiang, who was at the side, quickly took over the conversation and advised, "Aunt Zhou, don't misunderstand. Guifang went to your shop to borrow food because we don't have enough staff. How about this, I'll go there myself next time, or let my husband go there. Guifang isn't the kind of person you think she is … "
"Ah Xiang, we've known each other for so many years. Don't lie to me," Aunt Zhou said angrily. "Ask yourself, how many stinky old men in the shops didn't have feelings for Ma Guifang since she came to work on our street!? As the saying goes, there's a lot of trouble in front of a widow's door. Did I make this up? If she really didn't have any ulterior motives, why would so many people talk behind her back!? Believe it or not, even if you don't let Ma Guifang go out to borrow food, people from other shops will still come and try to get close to her! "
Aunt Xiang was speechless. She turned her head stiffly and looked at Ma Guifang. She was silent …
It was obvious that rumors about Ma Guifang had been going around for a long time. These days, there were more and more people coming to the shop. Everyone knew who they were here for.
Ma Guifang's face turned green and white. She held back her tears and didn't let them fall. But the more she acted like this, the more sorrowful she felt.
Standing at the back, Yang Cheng suddenly remembered something …
He remembered that when he came to look for Ma Guifang, it was coincidentally Ma Guifang who went to the shop next door to borrow food. At that time, he thought that Ma Guifang didn't look good when she came back, but he didn't ask why.
And the shop that she went to borrow food from was a shop with the surname Zhou.
Now, it seemed that Ma Guifang's expression didn't look good because she had been rolled her eyes or said some unpleasant words to her at that time.
However, Ma Guifang was a tough woman. She cherished the rare opportunity to work, so she didn't want to mention it. She didn't want Mo Qianni to stop her from working at the shop.
Thinking about it carefully, as Mo Qianni's birth mother, Ma Guifang was beautiful when she was young. Now that she was almost 50 years old, although she had suffered a lot and had some crow's feet, her figure and appearance had the charm of an old woman. She was very attractive to the middle-aged and elderly people, so it wasn't hard to understand why she would misunderstand.
Taking a deep breath, Ma Guifang forced a smile and said, "Aunt Zhou, I, Ma Guifang, am not an innocent person, but I really wouldn't do something like that. I want to make it clear today that I have nothing to do with your Old Zhou. I also gave the bones to the kitchen as a guest's dish. I'm just a foreigner, and I don't have much education. I just want to earn some money here so that I won't be a burden to my daughter. If you really don't want to see me, I can find a job in a place further away tomorrow. How about it? "
When Aunt Zhou heard Ma Guifang speaking to her in such a humble tone, she couldn't get angry. She coldly glanced at her and said, "You said it yourself. Today's matter will be put aside for the time being. It's up to you whether you want to change your job or not. I also didn't cause trouble in this shop for Ah Xiang's sake. However, Ma Guifang, I have to remind you that many sisters in other shops have opinions about you. You better be careful. Try not to borrow food and other things in the future! "
Ma Guifang nodded gratefully. "I know. Thank you, Aunt Zhou. I will pay attention."
When Aunt Zhou's anger was almost gone, she grabbed Old Zhou and turned around to go back. Old Zhou was quite scared and didn't dare to look at Ma Guifang. He looked very pitiful.
Seeing that Aunt Zhou and her husband had left, Aunt Xiang sighed in relief. She looked at Ma Guifang with pity and said, "Guifang, I really wronged you. Don't take it to heart. Auntie Zhou is a straightforward person. If she feels uncomfortable, she will say it out loud. When she hit you, it was purely out of anger. She didn't have any malicious thoughts. She's much better than those who gossip behind the scenes. "
Ma Guifang smiled and replied, "It's okay. I'm not a little girl who can't stand being bullied. I've endured all these years. You can go back to your work."
Aunt Xiang sighed and shook her head. She immediately turned around and continued to settle the accounts.
Ma Guifang turned around and looked at Yang Cheng. She said, "Come with me."
Yang Cheng immediately followed her. He was also holding back his anger. Just now, when Shrew Zhou wanted to leave, he wanted to slap her back. But he was afraid that Ma Guifang would be unhappy, so he could only endure it.
He followed Ma Guifang to a secluded place outside the back door of the kitchen. Ma Guifang stopped and turned around. She said, "What? You look like you're even more upset than me, the one who was slapped?"
Yang Chen clenched his teeth and avoided Ma Guifang's gaze. Naturally, it was hard for him to accept this. He even had a plan in mind. When he left later, he would at least slap that shrew Zhou. If you want to say something, just say it. Why did you slap my mother-in-law?
Ma Guifang smiled bitterly. "I know what you're thinking. I actually want to thank you for being so considerate of me. But, Yang Cheng, do you think this is the first time I've been slapped in the face because of this kind of thing? "
Yang Cheng opened his mouth. "Don't tell me … someone else hit you here?"
Ma Guifang sighed. She seemed to find it funny. She touched her slapped face and said, "Ever since my first husband, who was Nizi's father, died, even during the years when I was married to Zhang Fugui, I was often hit by some women in the village. A slap was considered light. Some even pulled my hair. Hehe … Zhang Fugui was a gambling addict. He fooled around everywhere and rarely went home. I was alone in the village, so it was inevitable that I would come into contact with some people. They thought that I was seducing their man. They didn't go to school and didn't talk to me. So, it was normal for them to hit me. "
"How could they do this …" Yang Cheng clenched his fists. He felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
This kind of past was told by a woman with a smile. How could she feel?
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