Poor little thing is eating melons and watching the drama in the period literature

Chapter 167: Banquet 8 Gossip

"Oh, he used to be so smart, but now he seems less energetic than before."

"The way young people divorce nowadays doesn't work. You can see the consequences here. It feels good when you get divorced, but can you live a good life after the divorce?"

Is Wang Fengjiao not doing well after the divorce?

Yu Qingtang thought about why she hadn't paid any attention to her family since she brought Wang Baoyou here.

She continued to listen to the gossip.

“Tsk tsk tsk, let alone Wang Fengjiao, Zhang Zhong is also having a hard time.

I originally believed that he was a good person, but I didn't expect that just a few days after the divorce, a woman with a seven or eight-year-old child would live with him in the staff dormitory.

If you still say that they didn't have an affair before, only a fool would believe it."

Tsk tsk tsk, he really is just throwing away the whole thing.

He was not afraid that Wang Fengjiao would go to the police station and report him for having an affair with that woman.

However, Wang Baojuan's job was not converted to a regular job.

The two people quarreled fiercely at the time, and Director Zhao finally decided that Zhang Zhong would give one-third of his monthly salary to Wang Fengjiao as child support for Wang Baochun.

Wang Fengjiao might be a little cautious because of this.

"I never thought that such an honest man would dare to keep a mistress outside and have a child with her."

"Bah! There is no honest man. He can only be content if he is hung on the wall."

This auntie is very insightful. Yu Qingtang nodded frantically and agreed silently.

"Wang Fengjiao's life is really hard. She raised her precious third daughter with great difficulty and married her off in a grand manner. But now she listens to her husband's family in everything and even goes back to her parents' home from time to time to give things to her husband's family.

Don't you think about the fact that her mother has a younger sister to support, and she only has one person's salary. Her life is hard, but she doesn't even help her a little. Instead, she adds burden to her mother. It's really a waste of time to support her."

Huh? Wang Baojuan got married, but she didn’t get to eat this melon.

Didn’t the man require that the woman must be employed regularly before they can get married?

“So, children should not be spoiled. Wang Baojuan was simply spoiled by Wang Fengjiao.

Her mother raised her up, and when she got married, not only did she not keep any of the bride price, but she also took a large dowry from her mother.

If I had a daughter like this, I would break her legs when she asked me for a dowry on her wedding day."

So that's how it is. Wang Baojuan is really cruel.

"I think so too. Wang Fengjiao doesn't know how to teach children. Look at her first two daughters, they rarely came back to see her. And the little girl she gave birth to now doesn't look like a good one."

What trouble has Wang Baochun gotten into again?

Yu Qingtang pricked up his ears and listened.

"What do you mean? I think her little girl is pretty good."

"Hey~ Did you know that my house is next to Technician Qing's house and I often see Wang Baochun coming to your house to show his courtesy.

She rushed to wash the clothes for Technician Qing. You see, she is a girl of seven or eight years old. Why is she rushing to wash clothes for a man who is not a big deal? "

Hearing this, Yu Qingtang was too lazy to swallow a sip of tea.

Strictly speaking, Wang Baochun should be a girl in her 20s.

Qing Lan was indeed handsome and had a gentle temperament. Even Yu Qingtang found him pleasing to the eye every time he saw him.

Wang Baochun...

No, no, no, she is only seven or eight years old now. Even if she really wants to do something, it's too early.

Yu Qingtang's expression changed constantly as the aunts gossiped. Master Lin, who was entertaining guests in the distance, twitched his mouth when he saw this.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, don't just sit there, come and help me."

Yu Qingtang: "Okay, I'm coming."

Her boss had called her, and she had to give him some face in front of so many people. Yu Qingtang could only go over with a bitter face.

She told her two friends: "You sit here, I'll go help."

Master Lin's wife was also busy and confused. After sitting for a while, she heard her old man actually asking guests to help. She was so angry that she twisted the soft flesh on his waist.

Yu Qingtang saw Master Lin's distorted expression and said with a smile: "Master's wife, it's okay. I call Master Lin Master. We are family now. You can give me orders."

The master's wife also smiled and pulled Yu Qingtang to sit down: "We are almost done, let you, Master Lin, do the remaining work yourself, let's rest here for a while."

Master Yu Qingtang Lin gave him a helpless look.

Master Lin rubbed his waist and went about his business.

A bunch of relatives from the master's wife's family also gathered around her. When they heard that Yu Qingtang was Master Lin's apprentice, they were all very curious.

"Why is it a girl? The machinery factory is hiring girls for technical jobs."

The smile on Master's wife's face faded a little.

"Girls are smart. Xiaoyu learns mechanics faster than boys."

She is the director of the Women's Federation. What she deals with most often are issues such as preference for boys over girls or women being oppressed by their families. What she hates most is gender discrimination.

We all know her personality, and seeing that she is a little unhappy, we won't dwell on the gender issue.

Today is a big happy event in someone's family. Anyone with a bit of common sense would not make the host unhappy and would change the subject.

The wedding banquet began, the bride and groom held up their glasses to toast the guests. It was the first time that Yu Qingtang met Master Lin’s youngest son, Lin Youwei.

He looks like Master Lin's lover, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is in line with the aesthetic of this era.

The bride was the fragile type, with a pair of bright eyes under her slender willow-leaf eyebrows, which seemed to emit a faint glow when she looked at people.

She just seemed to be in a bad mood and there was no smile on her face. It might be because getting married was too complicated and the bride was a little impatient.

Lin Youwei must like his daughter-in-law very much. When he toasted, he stood beside her carefully to protect her, for fear that someone would accidentally bump into her.

"Aihua, now that Youwei is married, you can finally rest assured."

The person who said this should be a relative of Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin looked at the newlyweds with a big smile on her face: "That brat is finally willing to get married."

Some people also teased her: "What man doesn't want to get married? He must have not liked the girl you introduced to him before. Look at your new bride, she is really pretty."

Judging by appearance is not a good reputation these days. Mrs. Lin glared at the person who spoke and said, "Youwei is not that kind of person. He and his wife are in a free love relationship, which is different from us old antiques."

"Ah yes, yes, look at my mouth, I just can't speak."

"Lingling, what's wrong with you?"

When the bride and groom toasted Yu Qingtang's table, the bride suddenly frowned, covered her mouth and vomited quietly.

Facing Lin Youwei's concern, the bride calmed down and said, "It's okay. I'm probably too tired. I didn't sleep all night last night."

Lin Youwei looked at her distressedly: "There are still three tables left. Why don't you go back to your room and rest first, and I will go and toast myself."