Since then, the already unharmonious relationship between Lin Yulan and her husband has become even worse.
Faced with her husband's disgust and rejection, she did not look for the reasons within herself, but blamed everything on the Su family...
If Su Jianmin had not known Dean Yao, Qiangzi would not have quarreled with him that day... If Bai Lu had not given birth to so many sons, Qiangzi would not have disliked her for giving him only one daughter...
After all, isn't it just because she didn't give birth to a son?
"It's all your fault!" Standing at the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative, Xu Damei complained to her mother, "I told you to come out early and queue up, but you are procrastinating. Look, you can't buy it anymore, right?"
Lin Yulan picked up a piece of broken chalk on the ground that was no longer than a fingernail, "Who said we can't buy it anymore?"
"Mom, what do you want to do?" Xu Damei lowered her voice nervously, "You don't want to write a number yourself, do you?"
As she spoke, her mother pulled her sleeve and wrote "299" on it.
"When the call comes to 299 later, we will go there..."
Xu Damei was shocked by what her mother did, "No, no, I don't dare. If I'm caught jumping in line, I might be arrested."
"Do you still want to eat cookies?"
"Of course I want to!" When mentioning biscuits, Xu Damei's eyes lit up, she swallowed a few times and said excitedly, "I want Little Sisters of the Prairie Hero biscuits. Mom, will you buy them for me?"
In order to compete with the Su family, Lin Yulan seemed to be risking her life.
"As long as we can get in line, I will buy it for you." As she spoke, she looked at the sons of the Su family bitterly.
There were a lot of people lining up, and there were more than fifty people in front of them. Su Xiaosi and the others didn't notice the Xu family and her daughter at all. They were discussing whether to buy fruit candies or sesame paste candies later. It would be better if they could buy Cuban candies. Unfortunately,
Not enough money.
"I've heard that Cuban sugar can be put into water and soaked into sugar water to drink. It tastes really good..."
Su Xiaosi looked at the counter with a feeling of longing.
Although his brothers are older than him, they are just as greedy for candy.
Throughout the year, we either gnaw potatoes or eat wild vegetables. Who doesn’t want to taste something sweet during the New Year?
After an unknown amount of time, the number of people in the supply and marketing cooperative gradually dwindled, and the salesperson could only be heard shouting: "No. 299!"
"It's finally our turn!" Su Xiaosi cheered happily, ran to the counter excitedly, and said to a saleswoman in her thirties, "Sister, I want to buy candy, a bag of fruit candies."
The saleswoman stood there all day, with a sullen face due to exhaustion. Now she rarely showed a smile, "Little brother, I'm probably older than your mother, but I'm not a sister..."
"My mother told me that when I see a beautiful aunt, I call her sister. Sister, you are so good-looking. If I call you aunt, I will call you old." When Su Xiaosi said this, his three brothers had dark expressions on their faces.
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When did his mother ever say such things to him? The fourth brother's mouth really dares to tell all kinds of lies.
But having said that, Fourth Brother's method really worked. Just two or three sentences made the saleswoman smile from ear to ear.
"A bag of fruit candies, right? There are two more candies in this jar, all for you..."
"Thank you, beautiful sister!" As soon as Su Xiaosi finished speaking, a "Wait a minute" sounded next to her.
Lin Yulan pulled her daughter forward and asked, "What's your number? I haven't bought number 299 yet, is it your turn?"
"Aunt Lin?" Su Wennian held his father's coat, "Did you make a mistake?"
"What did I do wrong? You can't see three numbers as big as 299?"
Lin Yulan said, pulling on her daughter's sleeves, "Look carefully!"
The last time she slapped her fourth brother, Su Nanbing still remembered it firmly in his mind. This time when he saw her provoking trouble again, his eyes flashed with red flames, "We are No. 299, you are obviously fake."
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"What evidence do you have that my number is fake? I think the number on your clothes was written by yourself, right?"
After saying that, Lin Yulan raised her eyebrows and questioned: "Besides, during the numbering process, everyone's numbers were written on their sleeves. What do you kids do with clothes?"
The clerk next to the counter who was responsible for writing the numbers with chalk was also surprised, "Kids, who came here to queue up the numbers before you? Why didn't you write it on your sleeve?"
"These are my dad's clothes. He gave them to me after arranging the numbers!"
Su Wennian wanted to say more, but Lin Yulan interrupted him sarcastically: "Make it up! Just keep making it up!"
"Sister, we didn't make it up," Su Xiaosi said to the salesperson, "those are really my father's clothes. My sister wants to drink milk. He took her home first. If you don't believe me, wait until I go back to find my father to confront her!"
The salesperson turned around and asked: "Xiaohong, who is No. 299?"
The clerk who was called "Xiaohong" frowned in embarrassment, "There are too many people, how can I remember?"
"How about you do rock-paper-scissors, and whoever wins will be number 299." The salesperson suggested.
"I don't agree! We are No. 299!" the second child said indignantly.
The boss also disagreed, "Yes, we have waited for so long, why should we play guessing games with them? The numbers on her sleeves were clearly written with chalk by herself. It's so unfair!"
Su Xiaosi came to the supply and marketing cooperative with the Xu family's mother and daughter, and knew best that they were lying.
"Liar! Big liar! Shameless..." After he finished cursing, he did not forget to spit at Lin Yulan, "Bah!"
Lin Yulan said "Ouch", looked down and saw a disgusting saliva stain on her clothes, and became furious.
She was hit on the head by Su Xiaosi with a fruit core before. She was already angry, but now she was even more angry. She stretched out her hand and pushed the young boy in front of her to the ground.
Su Xiaosi sat down on the ground and cried loudly.
"Fourth brother!" Su Wennian hurriedly helped him up, "How are you?"
At the same time, their grumpy eldest brother and second brother were already clenching their fists and preparing to fight...
"Last time you slapped my fourth brother, I spared you," Su Nanbing grabbed Lin Yulan's hair and pulled him in his direction, "You hit him again this time... You really think that my eldest brother and I are just decorations.
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"Ah - help, I'm beating someone!"
Lin Yulan raised her neck and muttered, but her daughter Xu Damei was so scared that she ran away, "My mother pushed me for Xiaosi, and it has nothing to do with me. Brother Zhiyuan, please don't hit me, please."
"Be honest, did you write the number on your sleeve yourself?" Su Zhiyuan asked.
"It's not me, it's my mother...it has nothing to do with me," Xu Damei hid in the corner, shivering, and said, "I am also forced to do it. If you want to hit me, just hit my mother, don't hit me."
Lin Yulan's heart felt cold.
What kind of thing did she raise? This girl was really raised in vain!
"Okay! Second brother, let her go," Su Zhiyuan said, "Men don't hit women..."
As soon as he finished speaking, several policemen suddenly rushed in, "Some people said there was a fight here. What's going on?"
"He! Several of them beat me," Lin Yulan cried loudly, "Comrade police, help me."