country bumpkin

Kong Jianjun and Kong Jianguo were so frightened by the scene that they burst into tears.

Three-year-old Kong Jianguo, in particular, had his face covered in snot bubbles from crying. Kong Jianjun fared a little better, but his face was still a mess, like a cat's.

Kong Xiangguang looked at his wife, who was sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum, crying and screaming, and his head was about to explode.

He stormed over, bent down, and dragged Wang Cuihua into the bedroom. Inside the bedroom, with the door closed, the noise could be a little quieter.

Otherwise, if the neighbors overhear, not only will they laugh at us, but they might also spread some strange gossip.

Wang Cuihua was not an obedient person; she kicked her legs and refused to cooperate.

In a fit of anger, Kong Xiangguang simply swept Wang Cuihua up in his arms and carried her into the bedroom.

Put her on the bedroom floor and let her do whatever she wants.

Kong Xiangguang came out and closed the door. He then walked to his two sons and said, "Sons, don't be afraid. Your mother is having a relapse and forgot to take her medicine."

After saying this, she hugged her youngest son and comforted his young heart.

Wang Cuihua was crying loudly in the bedroom and didn't hear what her husband and son were saying at all. Otherwise, she would have made a huge scene again.

No one can match Wang Cuihua's ability to throw a tantrum at the slightest disagreement.

Kong Xiangguang ignored his wife's crying and shouting in the bedroom. She would stop when she was tired of crying and had shouted enough.

Some people don't listen to advice; the more you try to persuade them, the more stubborn they become. His wife is one of those people.

Kong Xiangguang went to the kitchen to cook, while his two sons watched TV in the living room.

Wang Cuihua had already finished making dumplings at noon; now all that's left to do is stir-fry the vegetables.

Kong Xiangguang cooked the vegetables and tended the fire himself. The vegetables that needed washing had already been washed, and the vegetables that needed chopping had already been chopped.

After an hour, six dishes had been cooked. The vegetables were then ladled out, placed in clean bowls or plates, and water was boiled to cook the dumplings.

Once the dumplings were cooked, Wang Cuihua came out of the bedroom.

Kong Xiangguang couldn't help but wonder if his wife was deliberately crying and making a fuss to avoid cooking and make him do the cooking.

Wang Cuihua came out of the house, went to the toilet, came back to wash her hands, and sat down to prepare dinner.

Kong Jianjun and Kong Jianguo sat obediently on their stools, eating around the table. Wang Cuihua ignored her husband and son.

Kong Jianjun was afraid of his mother and didn't dare look at her. He was often beaten by her.

Kong Jianguo was still young and always close to his mother, so he would look up at her as she ate.

Wang Cuihua noticed her youngest son staring at her and asked him in confusion, "Jianguo, why are you staring at Mommy? Is there something dirty on Mommy's face?"

Kong Jianguo told the truth: "Mom, Dad said you're sick and haven't taken your medicine. Have you finished taking your medicine now?"

Kong Jianjun coughed... coughed... almost choking himself.

Kong Xiangguang: “…cough…cough…this silly son…”

Wang Cuihua glared at Kong Xiangguang. She ignored him, thinking to herself, "I won't hold it against you since you cooked the meal."

The family spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in a tense, awkward, and peculiar atmosphere.

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In contrast, Kong Jinbao's house was much more lively because Wei Xiu was also having dinner there.

Although they weren't engaged, in Wei Xiu's heart, this was her mother-in-law's house, and also her own home.

Liu Fangxiang also felt that this was her daughter-in-law. Anyway, the deed was done, and she couldn't just run away.

After the previous marriage proposal failed, Liu Fangxiang gave Granny Zhang a reward for her hard work. This reward also included hush money.

She instructed Granny Zhang not to make a fuss about this for the next six months, and to wait until six months later before telling anyone.

Although Granny Zhang felt a pang of discomfort from holding it in, she still managed to suppress it. After all, she had taken the money, and she had to keep her word. Otherwise, who would believe her gossip in the future? She couldn't break her promise.

Seeing that this girl was quite popular, Wei Xiu's stepmother quickly arranged for all the matchmakers in the village and town to find a husband for her granddaughter.

No fewer than 20 matchmakers came, but the men they introduced to Wei Xiu were either crippled or mentally challenged.

Wei Xiu's life was truly miserable. She was disliked at home, and every man she married was undesirable.

The reason was not only because of her stepfather and stepmother, but also because she was really not very good-looking.

It's too difficult for city girls to have fair skin, beautiful features, and long legs. Even ordinary farm girls, who are thin and pale, still have yellow skin, are tall and thin, and have big eyes and double eyelids.

Wei Xiu has yellowish-black skin with acne scars, making her face look like freshly plowed land.

She was a single-eyelid girl with freckles on her nose. With looks like that, even if her stepmother didn't want to sell her for money, she wouldn't be able to marry well.

Her stepmother asked the matchmaker for a dowry of 2000 yuan, but no one was willing to pay that much. So the matter was dragged on.

Her stepmother felt that even if they couldn't sell the goods, they could keep her at home and let her do more work, so it wouldn't be a loss.

In a few years, we'll sell her to someone else as a second wife. She'll be worth a lot, after all, she's still a virgin!

Ultimately, her plans will fail.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival was the most painful holiday for Wei Xiu, because it was the day her father passed away.

If it weren't for the Mid-Autumn Festival and the fact that the family was out of firewood, and her mother had urged her father to go up the mountain to chop wood, he wouldn't have been bitten to death by a snake. So it seems that her father's death was also related to her mother.

Wei Xiu followed her mother, Li Zhaodi, to the Zeng family after she remarried, and she never had enough to eat. The clothes she wore were also made from her mother's old, faded clothes.

She spends every Mid-Autumn Festival holed up in her little hut filled with clutter and firewood.

As for her mother, she only had her younger brother in her heart and had no idea that she had a daughter like her.

On the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, she went to play with Jinbao, and Jinbao invited her to his home the next day.

Wei Xiu was very happy, thinking that she would no longer be spending this year's Mid-Autumn Festival alone.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Jinbao ran to the foot of Nanshan Mountain to wait for her. He also brought her a bag of mooncakes.

When Wei Xiu saw Jin Bao, she was overjoyed. Then she saw the bag of mooncakes he was holding, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Jinbao anxiously wiped her tears with his sleeve and asked her why she was crying.

Wei Xiu grasped his long, slender hand and said, "Jinbao, thank you. Thank you for being so good to me."

Jinbao scratched his head with one hand, while her other hand was being held by her, still carrying the mooncake. She didn't dare to make any big movements, afraid of dropping the mooncake.

He chuckled foolishly, "Hehe! It's nothing, I just want to be good to you, and I'm happy to be with you."

Wei Xiu felt that Jinbao was confessing his feelings to her, and she was both happy and excited. Since her father passed away, no one had ever cared for her like this. She was determined to marry Jinbao.

Wei Xiu took the mooncake and told Jinbao to go home first, saying, "Go home first, I'll come find you tonight. If anyone asks you what you were doing during the day, just say you went to the fields to catch bugs. Don't say you came looking for me, okay?"

Jinbao didn't understand why Xiuer was making him lie. But he obediently nodded and said, "So what are you doing now?"

Wei Xiu said, "I haven't finished today's work yet. I need to speed things up so I can come see you earlier tonight."

Jinbao nodded vigorously. "Okay, come over for dinner tonight. We're all waiting for you to celebrate the holiday together."

Wei Xiu was moved again. She glanced into the main room and saw that her stepmother's family was still asleep. She quickly sent Jinbao back inside.

After Jinbao left, Weixiu returned to the house and secretly hid the mooncakes. She didn't want her stepmother to find out, or she would inevitably get another beating.