You forced me to marry a prodigal son, you deserve to be enshrined in the imperial temple

Xu Xingjie glared at her, rolled up his trouser legs, and went to the fields with Liu Xicheng to work.

Why did she become so diligent? It was because her neighbor Aunt Tian and her family were looking over at her in the field next door.

In the field next door, Aunt Tian and her two daughters-in-law were harvesting potatoes. Aunt Tian smiled at them.

"Shulan, your daughter Xingjie is so lucky to have found such a handsome and hardworking husband."

"I heard that she is an educated youth who has returned to the city. She will soon work in a government department and become a civil servant in the future. How enviable! Unlike my two daughters, both of them married farmers."

Aunt Tian's two daughters-in-law looked at Xu Xingjie and flattered her.

"We are different from Xingjie. Xingjie is a high school student, she is pretty, and she will live in a suite and eat government food in the future."

"Xingjie married so well, and she still cares about the housework, not afraid of hardship or fatigue. Aunt Shulan, you are so lucky to have such a good daughter."

Yin Shulan was so happy when her good daughter was praised by others that she burst into laughter.

"Oh, my Xingjie is obedient, but not as good as you say. But my son-in-law is really a good person. He will be assigned a job soon, and he will most likely become an official in the future."

When they heard that he was an official, others became even more envious.

Aunt Tian hadn't finished her work yet. She gave her two daughters-in-law a look and asked them to do their own work, while she herself went to Yin Shulan's fields to help with the work.

Xu Xingjie and Liu Xicheng were so delighted to be praised like this.

She acted like the second mistress of the house and harvested potatoes with Aunt Tian.

"Auntie Tian, ​​when you become an official in Xicheng in the future, if your family has any difficulties, just come to me and I will definitely help you. Neighbors should help each other."

"Unlike some people who think that they will marry a rich husband who is always sour and can't help with their parents' affairs at all."

These words were obviously mocking Xu Xingzhu. Xu Xingzhu looked at Aunt Tian who was trying to please her and smiled indifferently.

"Auntie Tian, ​​you come to help our family without finishing your own work. Your two daughters-in-law are dissatisfied."

Aunt Tian glanced at her two daughters-in-law, then turned back to look at Xu Xingzhu.

"The starch factory came to buy today. Each family can only buy 500 kilograms at most. We have enough potatoes. If we buy more, the factory won't want them, and we won't be able to store them at home."

Yin Shulan rolled her eyes at Xu Xingzhu and went to complain to Aunt Tian.

"Old Tian, ​​don't listen to her. She is just talking nonsense. She married a prodigal son and forgot her mother after getting married. She doesn't even care about her brother's tuition. Look at the emerald bracelet she is wearing. It is obviously valuable. She should pawn it to pay for Xinglin's tuition."

Xu Xingtong, who was squatting and working nearby, cleaned the sand off the potato peels.

When she heard her mother say this, she was about to say something for Xingzhu, but Xingzhu spoke faster than her.

"Auntie Tian, ​​my mother is right. I did marry a spendthrift. Don't be fooled by the fact that I drive a small car, wear an emerald bracelet, have servants cook for me, and sleep on a Simmons bed. In fact, these worldly possessions of mine are not worth keeping because my spendthrift husband will squander all the money in his next life."

"Besides, a daughter who is married off is like water spilled out. I don't bother my parents' home, which is the greatest respect for my mother. My mother doesn't care about the little money I give her. My mother is very noble."

After saying that, Xu Xingzhu turned around and walked home without looking back. She would not work for nothing.

Auntie Tian was stunned for a moment: "Shulan, your daughter Xingzhu married so well, with a luxury car, servants, and a Simmons mattress. Isn't this the life of a capitalist lady?"

"I've also heard people say that your son-in-law is a prodigal son. A prodigal son would never give his wife such good conditions. I've only heard of prodigal sons squandering all their money, beating their wives, having their hands and feet chopped off by people chasing debts, and sleeping on the streets. Your daughter is definitely not marrying a prodigal son."

After saying this, his face was full of envy.

"What educated youth! High-ranking officials! They are not as good as rich people. A woman with money is a treasure, and a woman without money is just grass. Your Xingzhu really has good taste."

Aunt Tian is a bamboo that goes with the wind, and she praised Xingzhu in front of the Xu family.

Xu Xingjie was so angry that she threw down the shovel and quit.

She had never worked in the fields before, and the little work she did was just to show off to Aunt Tian and the others.

People from the starch factory came to harvest potatoes and saw that the potatoes from Aunt Tian's house were small and wilted.

"No, no, your products are really terrible."

With a look of disgust, Shouhuo threw aside the potatoes that Aunt Tian and her daughter-in-law brought.

Aunt Tian was very anxious, like an ant on hot pan.

"Master, my potatoes are really good. Although they don't look good, they taste delicious when cooked."

Look at Yin Shulan’s house, isn’t it almost the same?

But the recipient never refused the wilted little potatoes from Yin Shulan's house.

"Shulan's goods are not good either. Why do you only accept theirs and not mine?"

The receiver raised his eyelids and said, "This is from the factory director's wife. Do you think I should accept it? Even if it's just a pile of shit, I have to accept it."

Yin Shulan, Xu Xingjie and others were shocked.

"Is your factory director Li Jingyi?"

"Yes, Director Li."

The recipient nodded vigorously.

This time also shocked Liu Xicheng and Xu Xingjie.

It turns out that prodigal son has so many businesses, including a starch factory. Why doesn't Xu Xingjie have any impression of him at all?

You damn prodigal son, you hid it so well!

Aunt Tian immediately ran back to call for help and found Xu Xingzhu to beg for mercy.

"Xingzhu, the aunt misunderstood you just now. Director Li is definitely not a prodigal son. He is an outstanding talent in Jingnan, a young entrepreneur, a good man, and a handsome guy that everyone loves. Please, Xingzhu, talk to the consignee and ask them to accept my potatoes."

Xu Xingzhu chuckled. She had just heard Aunt Tian mention it and knew that Li Jingyi was the director of the starch factory.

"Auntie Tian, ​​please don't flatter him. He is a prodigal son."

It's just 500 kilograms of potatoes. Farming is hard work for farmers. Aunt Tian's family is not well off, so she doesn't care about growing potatoes and doesn't have much money to invest.

Xu Xingzhu agreed. When the person receiving the goods realized that it was the factory director's wife who had given the order, he quickly took the goods and gave Aunt Tian a high price.

Aunt Tian was delighted and started praising Xu Xingzhu again.

Yin Shulan’s potatoes were also sold at a high price.

Xu Xingjie was so angry that her eyeballs fell to the ground.

She had nothing in her previous life, and that prodigal son actually opened a starch factory.

Before leaving, Yin Shulan grabbed Xu Xingzhu.

"Tell mom the truth, how much property does Li Jingyi have? Ask him to arrange jobs for your two sisters, with high salaries and easy work."

"Also, you are not short of money. Your brother's tuition fee is 300 yuan. You can pay it for him."

Xu Xingzhu shook her hand off and said, "I am me, and Li Jingyi is Li Jingyi. Whatever assets he has are all pre-marital assets. He has the right not to tell me, and I have no right to divide up his assets."

"My dad left some money for my brother's tuition before he passed away. Don't save all the money for Xu Xingjie and ask me to pay for my brother's tuition. No way!"