The pretty widow is addicted to money, and the little wolfdog asks for a hug

Hearing this, Zhao Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand and pressed down her upper lip, suppressing the smile that was about to burst out.

Her daughter is so amazing!

She quietly put on a sly look in Li Chunwei's mother-in-law's eyes and tried to sow discord between them.

Now, Li Chunwei is in trouble.

She used to like Li Chunwei, a warm and kind girl, but later she found out that she was actually a sweet-mouthed person with a bitter heart.

On the surface, he called her aunt affectionately, but behind her back he called her a useless old bitch, called her eldest son a self-indulgent coward, and belittled her family as worthless.

Their family had never treated her unfairly. They had long treated her as one of their own and always reserved a share of the good things for her.

But the result?

No matter how sincere you are, you can't win back the true heart of an ungrateful person.

Li Chunwei's face was full of fear. She glanced at Gu Qinghuai, then glanced at her mother-in-law, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Mom... she's talking nonsense, it's not true, I didn't say that..."

Li Chunwei's rebuttal was not very confident because she had indeed said those words in the village and her mother often said them.

My mother-in-law can find out the answer by just going to Tuniu Village and asking.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with pretending in front of the villagers.

She was a country girl who had the ability to marry into a town, and her husband's family opened a carpentry shop in the county town. How could she hide such a glorious and prestigious thing?

Looking at those envious eyes, she felt really proud.

She, Li Chunwei, is better than all the women in Tuniu Village!

At the beginning, many people in the village said that she would definitely regret dumping Gu Qingshan. Humph, let’s see if she regrets it?

Gu Qingshan is good, but his family is too poor and he is a paraplegic, how can he be worthy of her!

When someone asked her how she was doing in her husband's family and whether she had a housekeeper to manage the money, of course she would say something positive. Should she say that her husband's family didn't like her and that she had no status in their family?

If she really said that, the villagers would despise her to death.

She dared to casually say that she would give a 50% discount to the villagers, and she had her own plan in mind.

Because she knew that the villagers were very poor and could not afford the wooden furniture in the shop, even at a 50% discount; even if they could afford some small items, they were reluctant to spend the money and usually went into the mountains to cut trees and make them themselves.

However, she really didn't expect that Gu Qinghuai and Zhao Ying would come to the shop today and tell her mother-in-law those words.

Gu Qinghuai, this bitch! Does she know what she can and cannot say?

She was deliberately tricking her!

Qiu glared at Li Chunwei fiercely, then turned to Gu Qinghuai and said calmly, "Our store can only offer a 10% discount at most, no more."

"Oh, sorry to bother you. My family is poor and we can't afford something so expensive," said Gu Qinghuai, pulling Zhao Ying out.

When she reached the door, she turned around again, looked at Li Chunwei sinisterly, and said in a stern voice: "By the way, Sister Chunwei, there is one more thing. Please tell your mother in Tuniu Village to return the things to my family as soon as possible, otherwise -"

"Something?" Li Chunwei was startled. "What is it?"

"Do you want me to tell you now?" Gu Qinghuai raised his eyebrows mischievously.

Li Chunwei's eyes slid left and right, a guilty light flashed across her eyes, and she immediately said, "I'll ask my mother."

"Okay, I'll wait. Remember, within three days," Gu Qinghuai sneered.

After leaving Qiaogong Carpenter Shop, Gu Qinghuai and Zhao Ying went directly to "Xiaoan Carpenter Shop" opposite.

After Gu Qinghuai and his daughter walked out of the shop, Mrs. Qiu frowned and slapped Li Chunwei in the face: "You little whore! When did it become your turn to be the boss of this shop? How dare you gossip around everywhere! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll ask the third son to divorce you!"

If this bitch hadn't slept with her third son beforehand and made him dizzy, she would never have agreed to let her be his third daughter-in-law!

How could a money-losing commodity from a poor and remote village, which was not presentable enough, be worthy of entering her house?

Her cousin from her mother's side is so much better than this bitch!

In the inner room, the old carpenter glanced at the pale-skinned young man with puffy eyes and said unhappily, "Look at the good wife you married! She only knows how to make your mother angry all day long. What a troublemaker!"

Upon hearing this, the white young man glared at Li Chunwei impatiently, then lowered his head and continued to saw wood lazily.

Li Chunwei covered her face and dared not to talk back. She looked at the white-skinned young man with begging eyes. Not only did he not speak up for her, but he also glared at her. She couldn't help but gnashing with hatred.

Bah! You are such a good Feng Lin! Useless man! Watching his wife being bullied by an old hag, he said nothing.

You deserve to be bullied by your brothers!

However, today all of this is all the fault of that bitch Gu Qinghuai!

That bitch is deliberately making trouble for her!

Li Chunwei made an extremely aggrieved expression and cried, "Mom, the mother and daughter just now are indeed from my mother's village, but the two men in her family are one mentally retarded and the other paralyzed, leaving only women and children at home. They are so poor that they can't even open the pot, and can't afford so many wooden utensils, not even a mallet.

That little bitch has always been jealous of my good marriage, so she deliberately slandered me, trying to sow discord between us and our mother-in-law, and to make our family restless."

When Qiu heard her say "well married", she was so angry that she slapped her in the face again: "She is jealous of you? How can I not see it? Anyway, it is all caused by you, the plague god!

You are just like your parents, a poor family of blood-sucking leeches! A lowly person who is not presentable!

I’m telling you, if your family owes that family anything, you’d better not show it to me, or I’ll peel off your skin!”

The little girl who was squatting on the ground playing saw her mother being beaten and scolded by her grandmother, and she burst into tears.

Mrs. Qiu glared at the little girl with disgust and cursed her in hatred, "Cry, cry, cry! All you know how to do is cry all day long! Money-losing thing!"

Li Chunwei lowered her eyes slightly, walked forward and picked up her daughter, with deep hatred in her eyes.

What exactly did her family owe the Gu family?

Li Chunwei stroked it carefully and suddenly her eyes lit up.

It’s a betrothal gift!

After she and Gu Qingshan broke off the engagement, neither the betrothal gift nor the festival gift money was returned to the Gu family.

Those were given voluntarily by the Gu family, why should we return them?

However, if I don’t return it, will that bitch Gu Qinghuai come to the carpenter shop to cause trouble?

No, she has to go back to her parents' home!

The Ankang carpenter shop is very small, only about fifteen or sixteen square meters.

The furnishings in the shop are simple and quite cramped.

There were only two carpenters.

One was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other was a child in his early ten years old. Both of them were buried in a pile of sawdust, planing wood with a grunt.

Seeing someone coming in, the young carpenter raised his head, wiped the sawdust off his face, revealed a festive face, and smiled warmly, "Aunt, sister-in-law, do you need furniture made?"

Gu Qinghuai looked around and saw a few newly made wooden chairs next to him. He pressed them with his hand and found that they were quite sturdy, so he said, "There are some wooden furniture to be made."

Zhao Ying tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Huai, didn't you say you should look at a few more shops?" This one is a little small, and the carpenter is too young and has little experience.