The 1970s: Military Family Beauty

Jiang Xiaocui heard the noise and ran out of the kitchen. Seeing that her sister-in-law and niece were at loggerheads, she quickly stepped forward to pick up the spoon, stood in front of her niece, blocking the angry stare between her sister-in-law and niece, and pretended to be calm and smoothed things over:

"Furong, are you back? There's hot water in the kitchen. Come with me and wipe the oil off the clothes. It's fresh on, so it can be washed off with some soap. It won't leave any stains."

This is what people who try to stop a fight do. They pull the two angry people apart so that they are not in the same place and a fight breaks out.

Although Jiang Xiaocui also disagreed with her sister-in-law's attitude, this was her sister-in-law's home and she was a guest, so she should keep the peace and try to persuade her if possible.

Jiang Furong gently pushed Jiang Xiaocui's hand away and tried to keep her voice steady: "Auntie, it's okay, it's dirty."

Jiang Xiaocui felt panic for no apparent reason, feeling that something big was about to happen. She grabbed Jiang Furong's arm and refused to let go: "Come on, I'll help you."

Jiang Furong clenched her fists, and when she realized she had nothing in her hands, she stopped refusing: "I'll do it myself, you just mop the floor."

She reminded herself in her heart that she must be rational and have enough strength to fight back.

"Stop right there!" Hu Xiuqing cursed, "You shameless bastard, if you dare to move, just try."

Jiang Furong narrowed her eyes slightly and raised her voice: "Explain clearly, what is shameless?"

Hu Xiuqing never needed a reason to scold people, but today, he was questioned again, and his anger suddenly intensified: "You are shameless! Instead of staying at home, you run around everywhere. Shame on you!"

Jiang Furong was startled and turned to look at Jiang Xiaocui.

This was more than just an insult to her, it was an indirect criticism of both Grandma Jiang and Jiang Xiaocui.

It turns out that this is Hu Xiuqing’s intention!

Jiang Xiaocui was seen biting her lips, her face flushed red, and she was shaking with anger.

Jiang Furong glanced at her room. The door was closed tightly. However, the soundproofing in the house was not good, and Hu Xiuqing's voice was loud enough to pass through.

It's easy to imagine that Grandma Jiang wouldn't be in a good mood with little Baoying in the room.

Jiang Furong knew she had to be tough and not let Hu Xiuqing continue to insult her. She opened the door that had not been closed tightly and pretended to leave: "I have done all the housework. If you continue to insult me, I will find someone to judge the matter."

As soon as the door is opened, you can hear the sounds outside, people walking around, and you can faintly hear the neighbors talking.

Hu Xiuqing was stunned for a moment, then threw another pair of chopsticks at him: "You're a rebel! Close the door!"

Jiang Furong shouted, "Don't close the door! Let everyone hear you swear!"

Hu Xiuqing stood up and threw the chopsticks in his hand at Jiang Furong again: "Close the door!!"

Jiang Xiaocui panicked and involuntarily tried to close the door.

"No!" Jiang Furong could no longer suppress her anger: "Auntie, go and rest. I have to make things clear here today!"

The situation was not right, not what she had imagined. She had no choice but to risk it all. The worst that could happen was another fight.

Jiang Xiaocui swallowed her saliva, still holding Jiang Furong's arm, turned her head to look at Hu Xiuqing, her voice trembling slightly: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, Furong is not away from home. She did a lot of work today."

Hu Xiuqing said with a spit, "Go away! I don't need you to speak well of her!"

As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to get started.

Jiang Zhaohui suddenly opened the door and cried, "Mom, stop arguing. If you continue, my dad will have to quit his job."