Mama Jiang Yue (1)
You wouldn’t finish talking about Jiang Xiumei’s grievances with her maternal family even if you took three whole days. There was nothing good in their relationship. It was something she wouldn’t forget even till death.
Her maternal family was not good to Jiang Xiumei. She was the elder sister in the family, but her parents did not value her and only cared about her little brother. When she was still a maiden, she could not live well for a single day. As far as she could remember, all the hard and dirty work were all hoisted onto her.
Later on, she married Jiang Xing’s dad, and the man treated her well. Jiang Xiumei’s life gradually improved.
Her parents only valued boys, and Jiang Xiumei had suffered from that kind of treatment firsthand. After she gave birth to Jiang Yue, she treated her like the apple of her eye and treated her as well as Jiang Xing.
Back then, everyone ate from the soup kitchen. There was no income. They had no money and no food, and life was tough. But Jiang Yue studied well and wanted to go to school, so they gritted their teeth, did everything they could, and finally managed to allow her to go to college.
At that time, Jiang Xiumei finally felt relieved from the pressure.
Her daughter was very promising. She was finally no longer looked down upon and could live a good life. Everyone in the area envied her.
Jiang Xing’s head lowered and he fell silent, tacitly confirming her guess. Although he was injured, his opponents also didn’t get off lightly.
“That damned thing!” She gritted her teeth and said, “If he dares to hit you again, hit him back. You’re my son; what right do others have to discipline you? That shameless thing!”
As soon as she said that, a few ‘ouch’ sounds came from the door. The voice was muddy; it seemed to come from an older man.
That voice, wasn’t it exactly her brother?
Jiang Xiumei came to the door with a sullen face and saw two people sitting on the threshold, crying out shamelessly.
One of them was Jiang Xing’s uncle Hong Xingguo, and the other was Jiang Xing’s cousin Hong Li. Hong Xingguo looked fine, but Hong Li’s head had a bleeding wound on it.
So the ones who came were the father and son duo.
As soon as he saw Jiang Xiumei, Hong Xingguo immediately said. “How did you teach Xingxing? Look at how he hit my son. Is this how you treat guests? Isn’t it bad luck to see blood on New Years’? ”
Jiang Xiumei felt very happy and thought that her son had done a great job. She couldn’t wait to drill a hole in his head with a brick.
1. You might remember this from a few chapters ago. Money-losing goods is a derogatory word used for girls in older times, associated with paying the dowry when marrying your daughter away. Also, the daughter would ‘belong’ to her husband’s family, hence this sentence.
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