She now regrets it immensely; she shouldn’t have arranged for her son to marry Gong Fangyue early just for the sake of insurance.
Now with this daughter-in-law, she has no choice but to accept her.
How did things end up this way? She raised her hand to rub her temples.
Thinking about today’s events again, it’s likely that it won’t be long before it spreads all over town. Who knows how many people are laughing at her?
The first person she thought of was Jiang Jingya. Back then, she used tricks to snatch Du Chuanqin, thinking she could trample her underfoot, but never expected Jiang Jingya to turn around and marry a military commander. She often mocked her for becoming a stepmother.
She just wanted to see Jiang Jingya’s misfortune.
But she didn’t expect that Huo Shanhe, a rough guy, would treat her like a treasure. Even those stepchildren treated her well, decade after decade.
Even now, when those stepchildren have families of their own, their attitude towards her is still respectful. Even if the daughters-in-law have any complaints, they dare not voice it in front of her. After all, Huo Shanhe is protective. If anyone makes Jiang Jingya uncomfortable, he would make that person uncomfortable.
Sometimes she wondered, if she hadn’t done that back then and had married someone else, what would her life be like?
A sudden ringing of a bicycle interrupted her thoughts: "Move, move, get out of the way."
Zhang Xiaolu was startled by the shouting, and by the time she reacted, she was already lying flat on her back on the ground, dizzy and seeing stars, with her whole body in pain.
After a long while, someone rushed over, panting: "Aunt, are you okay?"
As she said this, she started complaining with "Ouch, ouch". Chen Jialiang was a little rascal and wasn’t intimidated. He retrieved his bicycle, which had fallen to the side, swung his long leg over, and with a push of his foot, left with a "Do whatever you want."
Then he rode off into the distance.
Zhang Xiaolu was left alone, cursing to the sky, angrily pounding the ground. The pain in her hands kept her from being too rash.
At this time, the students were still in class, and those working hadn’t finished their shifts. The intersection was deserted, and Zhang Xiaolu couldn’t help but think: Could it be that Gong Fangyue is a jinx?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Otherwise, why would things start going wrong the moment he married her?
The more she thought about it, the more regretful she became. She couldn’t help thinking that if something really happened to the Gong Family, her son should divorce her early so as not to get dragged down.

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