The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

Before Dong Peng could finish, Xu Xixi covered her mouth with her hands and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "Oh my, did your sister hear that? I was targeting you. It seems that you are not completely unable to read other people's faces. Be good, now you know that you will be targeted if you sit in someone else's passenger seat. In the future, don't always think about riding in other people's cars. There is a taxi stop in front. If you think it's too expensive to take a taxi, you can walk five minutes to the No. 108 bus. It costs two yuan and you don't have to owe anyone a favor. Sensible people know what to do!"

After saying that, he glanced at Dong Peng, and seeing that he looked embarrassed, he glared at him fiercely, "Why don't you drive? What are you waiting for?"

Faced with the strong Xu Xixi, Dong Peng was helpless. He looked at Fu Yao outside the car apologetically, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out.

From the rearview mirror, one could see Fu Yao stomping his feet in anger, but Xu Xixi was so angry that she couldn't be happy at all.

The more I looked at my boyfriend of five years sitting in the driver's seat, the more unfamiliar he seemed.

The man who used to be so obedient to her in college, who waited for her for two hours in the cold wind downstairs of the dormitory and was reluctant to call her to wake her up, has finally changed.

In her mind, the old tree man who had hurt her foot kept chattering. After a long time, Xu Xixi sighed and silently put the jade bracelet in her hand into the space.

Shoes that don't fit should be thrown away when the time comes.

Zhao Yan had been gloomy since she woke up from a nightmare in the afternoon. Old Dong looked at his wife's face and was too timid to speak.

His son called and said he would be home in half an hour. Mr. Dong hung up the phone and said cautiously, "Wife, Xiaopeng and Xixi will be back soon. Do you think we should cook some vegetables?"

After being glared at by Zhao Yan, Old Dong silently got up and went to the kitchen to cook. No matter how his wife disliked the future daughter-in-law, in his opinion, Xu Xixi was the best candidate for daughter-in-law.

Although no one in the family worked in the system and the family business was only mentioned briefly, the girl was pretty and did not look like she had ever suffered. He was satisfied from the bottom of his heart that he could marry a daughter-in-law like her given his family's conditions.

I hope that when Xixi comes later, my wife won’t be so angry that she leaves.

Zhao Yan shouted a few times, but seeing that Mr. Dong had no intention of obeying her at all except for smiling at her in a flattering way, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

Zhao Yan was reborn five years later. That day, she criticized her daughter-in-law because she didn't put enough pepper in the dish and she, who loved spicy food, couldn't get used to it. The seven-month pregnant daughter-in-law wanted to kick her out and said she didn't need her to take care of her during the confinement period.

Even when her son came back and said a few nice words for her, she was still scolded by her daughter-in-law. She was so angry that she slapped her daughter-in-law in the face. As a result, she was pushed by her daughter-in-law and rolled down the stairs and died.

She came back to life in the afternoon and looked at the calendar. Today was the day her daughter-in-law came home to discuss the wedding gift. She must not let that troublemaker daughter-in-law who destroyed their mother-son relationship come in.

Her son is so outstanding that he became the vice president of a listed company at the age of 30. What kind of woman can't he marry?

On the other hand, the company run by the daughter-in-law's parents went bankrupt shortly after the marriage. Apart from the house and vehicle given as a dowry at the time of the wedding, she was of no help at all afterwards. She also relied on the fact that their family lived in the house given by her parents as a dowry, and always wanted to put herself above them in everything.

It's fine if the food she cooked is not to her taste, but she wants to drive me away just because I say a few words to her? This kind of daughter-in-law is absolutely not acceptable.

Having made up her mind, Zhao Yan got up and went to the kitchen, pushing Lao Dong out of the kitchen.

"My son brought his girlfriend home today, so we can try out her cooking skills. Otherwise, if she gets used to it, she'll have to wait on us to serve her after we get married, and we'll have to wait on her for the rest of our lives?"

The boss disagreed, "We haven't gotten married yet. Xixi is still a guest, how can we let her cook?"

Zhao Yan curled her lips and said, "You can't expect me to serve you two and then serve my daughter-in-law, right?"

"You don't have to wait on me. Can't I do it?"

"No, you have to listen to me today!"

Without any explanation, Old Dong was pushed into the living room. Old Dong was suppressed and dared not lose his temper. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall and sighed: his wife has been strong all her life, but he dared not say anything.

Dong Peng and Xu Xixi drove back to the old neighborhood. The car couldn't get in, so they parked on the side of the road. The two of them walked over with a large fruit basket. The neighbors they saw smiled and greeted them kindly, "Xiao Peng, are you bringing your girlfriend home? When are you getting married?"

Xu Xixi was silent, and Dong Peng's smiling face froze. "We haven't decided on a date yet. I came back today to discuss this matter."

"Oh, no wonder. I saw your dad buying a bunch of vegetables this afternoon. I was wondering if there was some happy event in your family. Now it seems like it must be a big happy event."

The alley that usually takes two minutes to walk took me more than ten minutes to get home today.

Dong Peng opened the door and called out, but he didn't see his parents coming out to greet him. He smiled at Xu Xixi who was following behind him and said, "My parents must be cooking in the kitchen, so they didn't hear it."

Xu Xixi smiled faintly. All the way, she was thinking about things between the two of them. When she thought about her resistance to getting married, she was also worried that Dong's father and mother would be too enthusiastic like those neighbors, and she would be embarrassed to refuse, what should she do?

Not seeing them coming out at this time, she felt much more relieved.

Mr. Dong was pinned down on the sofa by Zhao Yan, unable to get up. His mouth was covered by her hand. He finally managed to pull the hand away from his mouth and shouted, "Have you brought Xixi back? There are new slippers on the shoe rack. Give them to Xixi."

Dong Peng agreed and took the new pink slippers for Xu Xixi.

When they entered the house, the couple was already sitting upright on the sofa. The oppressive feeling that came over her made Xu Xixi frown slightly, and the old man's ridicule rang in her mind, "See, what did I say? Their family just doesn't welcome you, they're setting a Hongmen Feast for you."

Old Dong cleared his throat and stole a glance at Zhao Yan's expression. Seeing that she had a half-smile on her face, he was unsure, but still greeted her: "Xixi is here? Sit down!"

Zhao Yan suddenly spoke up at this time, "Why are you sitting? The dishes haven't been cooked yet. Xixi, Mr. Dong Peng said that you cook delicious dishes. Why don't you go to the kitchen and cook some dishes so that uncle and aunt can taste your cooking skills?"

Xu Xixi looked at Dong Peng with a hint of smile in her eyes, and she was not angry at all. "Dong Peng, Auntie asked me to cook. Do guests cook for themselves in your family?"

Dong Peng didn't expect his mother to do this suddenly. He looked at her resentfully, and seeing that she had kept her back straight and had no intention of getting up, he had no choice but to say, "I'll go to the frying pan. You stay in the living room and talk to my parents for a while."

Xu Xixi didn't comment, so Dong Peng had no choice but to resign himself to putting on the apron.

The boss wanted to help in the kitchen, but he was afraid that if the two women were left in the living room, Zhao Yan would say something unpleasant again, so he had to ask Xu Xixi to sit down, "Xixi, sit down, your aunt is not feeling well today."

Xu Xixi followed the direction of his finger and sat down on the single sofa. As soon as she sat down, her eyes met Zhao Yan's. She was frightened by the resentment in Zhao Yan's eyes.