Chapter 110 (2/2)

When the wake-up call rang the next day, Gu Zhennan woke up fiercely. He looked at his little daughter-in-law with a little guilty conscience. He found that she was still asleep. The corners of her mouth hooked. He got up gently, tucked in her quilt, dressed and washed.

After breakfast, he plugged in the rice cooker, poured boiling water, warmed Guo Xiang's breakfast in it, and ate breakfast himself to go to work.

Guo Xiang was awakened by a burst of crying.

The cry of the child from nowhere was louder than before, so that she couldn't sleep.

Muddled to sit up, feeling a little uncomfortable, he quickly put on his coat and changed toilet paper behind the shower curtain.

The spittoon is still there. It finally comes in handy today. Fortunately, Gu Zhennan is not in the house, otherwise Guo Xiang is still embarrassed to use it.

When I came out, I heard the cooing sound from the rice cooker. I opened the lid and saw that the breakfast was warm there, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help hooking up.

It feels good to have someone to care about.

Brush your teeth, wash your face and start eating breakfast.

The child's cry came again, accompanied by the curse of adults.

Guo Xiang frowned. Isn't this teacher Huang's house next door? Did you see her have children last time? Did you just come?

Guo Xiang's eyes coagulated. Through the wall, he saw an old woman in a gray cotton padded jacket and a bun in teacher Huang's house. On the Kang, there was a little girl about two years old in a small flower cotton padded jacket. The old woman looked fierce and pointed to the child on the Kang.

The little girl burst into tears and was out of breath. The old woman slapped her hand on the child's forehead, ”cry, you know to cry, you loser.”

Guo Xiang closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes. His eyes hurt after watching for a long time.

The child cried more fiercely, and the old woman's curse came again, ”it's all you who lose money. If it weren't for you, I could have a grandson. Why didn't you die earlier?”

”And your mother, who can only give birth to money losing goods, thinks it's great to have a job? It's better to marry a country girl... A goblin who can't lay eggs... ”

Guo Xiang frowns. Is this scolding teacher Huang?

It is now the mid-1980s, when family planning was most strictly enforced. Miss Huang's husband is an oil worker and a formal worker. She is also a teacher and a formal job, so she can only have one child. The old woman seems to dislike her having a daughter.

A son preference old woman.

Guo Xiang really can't understand why these people are like this. Isn't he also a woman? Why do you dislike girls so much?

How can humans reproduce without women? How to inherit?

Everyone has sons and is going to be single?

The sound next door didn't stop. Suddenly, the child screamed again and cried louder. Guo Xiang couldn't help but open the perspective again. The old woman picked up the child's clothes and twisted it hard on her. It turned a large piece of blue. The child cried in pain.

Guo Xiang frowns. Isn't this child abuse? I can't stand it.

Put on your coat, went outside, knocked on Mr. Huang's door, and deliberately shouted, ”can you stop? Let people sleep? ”

”What do you sleep when the sun is drying your ass?” The old woman answered and opened the door. She saw a tall woman standing at the door, staring at herself fiercely, shrinking, unwilling to admit defeat, ”who are you?”

”I live next door to you. I'm Gu Zhennan's daughter-in-law.” Guo Xiang stared at the old woman coldly, ”what are you doing? What about beating the children? ”

”Can you manage it?” Miss Huang's mother-in-law glanced at Guo Xiang obliquely, ”the child is not obedient. Teach him a lesson. What's the matter?”

”Is that a few words? I've been scolding for half an hour since I woke up. The child is crying like that. Why are you so cruel? ” Guo Xiang frowned.

”None of your business!” Miss Huang's mother-in-law raised her voice and said, ”why do you take care of people's shit and fart? How wide you manage! ”

”Do you mind if the child can say it well? Is it useful to beat children? You can't make me sleep! ” Guo Xiang glared at the past. It seems that the old woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp.