Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Giving Jiang Xin a Lesson
So, in no time, the crowd in the courtyard dispersed, leaving only the village chief, Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu, and Jiang Xin.
The village chief is named Li, a seventy-something old man, who has been the village chief for decades, so his words carry some weight.
Mrs. Fu and Mr. Fu saw that most of the villagers had left, but the village chief remained in the courtyard.
Mrs. Fu broke into a cold sweat, unsure why the village chief stayed. Was it because of the fuss she raised that displeased the village chief, and now he wanted to scold her?
The thought made Mrs. Fu panic, afraid of getting a scolding from the village chief.
Mrs. Fu thought to herself, at her age, if she got an earful from the village chief over such a small matter, where would her dignity be?
So, when she looked at the village chief, Mrs. Fu forced an extremely unnatural smile to proactively ask the village chief:
"Village chief, everyone has left, aren’t you leaving? Do you have something to instruct us?"
"I know this is my fault, and I will definitely correct it in the future. Please forgive me this time; I promise it won’t happen again!"
"Regarding Jiang Xin’s matter, it’s my mistake. I shouldn’t have targeted her, and I will speak with her nicely if something like this happens again in the future."
Mrs. Fu appeared to be speaking earnestly to the village chief, but only she knew that these were just polite words.
She, at heart, resented Jiang Xin!
Mrs. Fu would love nothing more than to skin Jiang Xin, knock her down, and make Jiang Xin kowtow and apologize to her. How could she proactively admit her mistake to Jiang Xin?
It was just a matter of catering to the situation, fearing it wouldn’t be easy to explain to the village chief.
After hearing Mrs. Fu’s words, the village chief nodded helplessly, realizing that he could only gloss over the matter, for he was merely an outsider to the Fu Family and couldn’t meddle in personal family affairs.
Jiang Xin was indeed bullied, but ultimately, it wasn’t something an outsider could interfere with.
The village chief could see right through Mrs. Fu’s little schemes.
After all, the village chief was old enough and had lived in this village for so long, having seen too many neighborly entanglements.
In the eyes of the village chief, Mrs. Fu’s little cleverness wasn’t impressive at all.
It was just that the village chief couldn’t be bothered to interfere, nor would it be appropriate to meddle in others’ family affairs.
The village chief merely advised in the end:
"I understand; let’s leave it today; don’t do this next time. After all, you’re all one family, and harmony brings prosperity. Living well is better than anything."
After saying that, the village chief turned and left without lingering.
By this time, only Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu, and Jiang Xin were left in the courtyard.
Jiang Xin gave Mrs. Fu a sideways glance and didn’t engage further, turning to go back to her room.
Mrs. Fu, already looking displeased, became even more so after seeing Jiang Xin’s expression.
Mrs. Fu turned to Mr. Fu, wanting to express her complaints, but how can one say that Mr. Fu, besides Mrs. Fu, is the one who knows her best?
When Mr. Fu turned and saw Mrs. Fu’s gaze on him, he decisively chose to escape, avoiding her expression.
Otherwise, he would become the scapegoat.
After so many years of marriage, Mr. Fu knew his wife’s temper all too well.
Run early and find relief!
Otherwise, the complaints could go on endlessly.
It was better to find a quiet place to calm down and wait until Mrs. Fu’s anger subsided, then come back and say a few words; the matter would be over.
Running into the line of fire now would only lead to trouble for him.
So, to spare his ears, Mr. Fu chose to hide at a neighbor’s house.
This time, Mrs. Fu was truly dumbfounded, her bellyful of anger not vented out and stuck within her.
She couldn’t afford to offend Jiang Xin, and Mr. Fu, her only outlet, wouldn’t comply either.
Mrs. Fu was extremely frustrated but still didn’t think she had done anything wrong.
The villagers were all fair-weathered, siding with Jiang Xin when they heard anything. These outsiders couldn’t understand her good intentions.
After all, they didn’t know what their family situation was like or how overboard Jiang Xin went out of their sight.
Frustrated, Mrs. Fu looked at the work in her hands and decided not to bother with it. Mr. Fu had run off to dodge work; she didn’t need to do it all alone like a workhorse.
Mrs. Fu glanced toward Jiang Xin’s room, wondering what Jiang Xin was doing inside.
But then she thought of Jiang Xin’s laziness; she was probably napping inside.
Otherwise, why would it be so quiet?
Mrs. Fu suddenly felt unbalanced, thinking she was the mistress of the house, always working, while the young Jiang Xin, who was lower in rank, did nothing but laze around in the house, not lifting a finger, and even causing trouble for her mother-in-law.
Why should that be?
Mrs. Fu decided to drop everything, especially since she was still fuming, and it didn’t subside. Her chest even hurt, so she went back inside, found a pillow, and lay down.
That made her feel much better!
At her age, she couldn’t keep working like a mule every day. Anyway, as long as Jiang Xin hadn’t divorced Fu Yu, Mrs. Fu was still Jiang Xin’s mother-in-law in name.
When she had time, she planned to give Jiang Xin a lesson, asking which young wife acted like her, running around and not doing any housework?
As Mrs. Fu closed her eyes in thought, she wondered what tasks she should assign to Jiang Xin.
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Jiang Xin, on the other hand, was unaware that just while she went to check inventory in her space, she was already on someone’s mind.