In the past, he also looked down on Zhang Guilan, thinking that this woman was too ruthless, but now he has changed his mind.
Zhang Guilan immediately covered her mouth and cried silently.
Hua Zhao looked at her and was moved so easily. It seemed that there was very little kindness in her life.
"Tell me, is Liu Xiangqian nice to you?" Hua Zhao sat next to her, holding a glass of juice and asked curiously, blinking.
That's so cute.
Zhang Guilan is a little embarrassed, her daughter actually doesn't blame her for remarrying...
"It's okay, that's it." Zhang Guilan whispered, she didn't want to mention Liu Xiangqian.
"What's it like like that? Has he ever hit you?" Hua Zhao asked.
Zhang Guilan said naturally: "Sometimes I'll hit you if you drink, but if you don't drink, I won't hit you."
"She actually hit you?!"
Hua Zhao's eyes widened and he couldn't understand why she would talk about her domestic violence so naturally and casually. She just asked because she was at the lowest point of her marriage. She didn't expect that the other party would be slapped with an × all of a sudden.
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Her tone was so surprising that Zhang Guilan was surprised: "What's so surprising about this? What man doesn't hit a woman?"
That is so enviable! Only those who are high-level intellectuals, those with knowledge, status and status may not beat their wives.
"Oh, that's it." Hua Zhao took back what she wanted to say. The cultural differences of decades were there, and there was no point in arguing with her.
In retrospect, it was really not a big deal for a man to beat his wife at this time. Any man who didn't beat his wife would even be laughed at as a coward, afraid of women, and unworthy of his family.
"So did you give birth to another child later?" Hua Zhao changed the question.
She didn't even know this. It seemed that her mother had never been here... Zhang Guilan said softly: "I gave birth to two more boys. The eldest is 10 years old and his name is Liu Dawei. The second one is 8 years old and his name is Liu Xiaowei.
The third and fourth children are girls, one is called Daqin and the other is called Xiaoqin."
Hua Zhao said whatever she asked, but she still couldn't find the feeling of being a mother in front of her.
Hua Zhao didn't give her this feeling either. She felt that Hua Zhao treated her like a strange neighbor...
But she has obvious kindness towards her.
This is enough, Zhang Guilan said in her heart, this is very good, much better than she imagined.
"Do you want to make money?" Hua Zhao asked.
Zhang Guilan nodded: "I think so." But it was useless for her to think about such a thing.
She has a rural registered permanent residence, so she can only work as a temporary worker in the city. Even temporary workers are hard-earned for her, and ordinary rural people cannot get them.
"You are still from Kaoshantun. If you go back to Kaoshantun to grow bean sprouts, it will cost you about 300 yuan a month." Hua Zhao said.
Zhang Guilan's eyes suddenly lit up.
She needs money so much, she has to raise children, not just Hua Zhao, but also 4 other children.
At this time, the child's household registration follows that of the mother. The mother is a rural person, and the child is a rural person. Rural people do not have the food allowance of urban residents and cannot eat food supplies. They can only be allocated 360 kilograms of rations per year, and the child's is even less.
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But no matter how much it is, she can't get it because she has not participated in any labor in the production team and there is no work point exchange!
Therefore, her children were mainly raised by Liu Xiangqian and the Liu family. With the little money she earned as a temporary worker, she simply could not afford to raise her children. Therefore, she was particularly unable to raise her head in the Liu family.
She did not forget that this child's surname was Liu, but the main reason for this situation was that she was from a rural area.
This is the inferiority complex given to her by the times.