The Buddhist counterattack of the female partner who wears books

Chapter 154
When we arrived in the village, the peaceful atmosphere was broken...

"Look, isn't that Wei Nan and Fei Fei?" The aunt who was sitting under the tree and holding her hand said to the people around her.

"Yeah, where did these two go?"

"I'm sure it's in the town? You just came here as Feifei's parents, darling! You're so foreign-looking, you look like you're from the city." The fat aunt said enviously.

"Didn't you notice the clothes on Feifei's body? Be darling, it's so pretty, like a fairy!"

"I see, the clothes are not cheap at first glance!"

……

Shen Weinan drove in, and when they saw the brand new Phoenix bicycle on the car, everyone took a deep breath.

"My dear, is that a bicycle?"

"No, it's still new!"

"Is it a gift from Feifei's parents? Wei Nan is lucky." A male villager said enviously.

"That's right, Wei Nan is lucky!"

……

The villagers I saw were talking about a lot of topics, about bicycles, about Lin Feifei's clothes, and about her parents...

The two parties didn't care, one drove the car seriously, nodded and greeted the villagers with a straight face, and the other smiled and greeted the surrounding sisters-in-law full of energy.

……

Wei Xin, who was washing clothes with his sister-in-law, also saw it. Looking at the glamorous Lin Feifei in the car, and looking at herself in a disheveled state, Wei Xin was very unbalanced.There is a kind of complaint that is both Shengyu and Heshengliang!
Why is this bitch Lin Feifei so proud?

God, you are so unfair!
Others don't know what clothes Lin Feifei is wearing, they just think they look good and foreign!But Wei Xin, who has had it all his life, knows it. It is a down jacket, and it is an old foreign brand of down jacket!
She liked this brand very much in her previous life, but it was already very expensive at that time, and she has been reluctant to buy it...

Looking at the down jacket on Lin Feifei, Wei Xin's eyes were red with jealousy.

I was upset, and the strength in my hand was not accurate enough. With a sound of "tearing", the clothes I was washing in my hand were torn to pieces!

"Damn you! You can wash clothes to pieces!" Hearing the sound of clothes being torn, Mrs. Shen, who was chatting with someone next to her, turned her head quickly and saw that her beloved shirt had been torn a big hole, and she was immediately angry , caught Wei Xin and began to scold.

"Shameless old broken shoes, what would you do if I wanted you! You lazy bastard, you can't do anything, and you can't eat enough! My son married you, it's really bad luck for a lifetime... They are all educated youths, look at others Feifei, look at you again..."

Hearing the sound of "Balabala" in his ear, Wei Xin clenched his fists and his fingers made noises.

Lin Feifei!It's all Lin Feifei... this bitch!
Wei Xin is now full of hatred for Lin Feifei, thinking that without her, he would not be like this!

People are weird sometimes, instead of hating the people who really bully you, they push all the faults on the people related to them!

Just like when a wife discovers that a man is cheating, she often beats and kicks the mistress instead of punishing her own man!The mistress is annoying, but the cheating man is also hateful!
"Mom, I was wrong, I must be more careful next time!" Wei Xin regained his composure and hurriedly apologized.

After being cleaned up by her mother-in-law a few times, Wei Xin was also a little scared. She can't join the army yet and has to live in the countryside...

After hearing the apology, Mrs. Shen's face softened, but her eyes were full of disdain.

"Okay, okay, be more careful next time." He patted Wei Xin on the shoulder as if changing his face.

Then he said to the people next to him: "Hey, this young man is a mess, especially the people in the city. I have to control her temper, otherwise, there will always be troubles in the future... Hey, I also do it for her own good." ..."

"Isn't it? I'm still young, it's always like this..." The body next to him continued.

　Three shifts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)