My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 635 hurts, it hurts too much!

Chapter 635: 635 hurts, it hurts too much!

Wang Fang’s mother lost her interest in poking at insoles and asked, "Is that true? Which family are we talking about?"

The other women grew interested as well, gazing curiously in that direction.

Liu Dajie satisfied them, "We’re talking about a worker from the county meat processing factory..."

Cui Fang said, "From the meat processing factory! That’s pretty good."

"What’s good about it?" Liu Dajie rolled her eyes skyward, her face speaking volumes, "You all don’t know anything."

Qi Dafa’s wife, Guan Aiju, also had her appetite whetted and said, "We may not know, but you do, right? Whatever you know, just spill it. Stop beating around the bush."

So annoying, always copying those disgusting men.

Liu Dajie enjoyed seeing everyone so eager, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Not until she’d had her fill of pride did she say, "The man Liu Jiaojiao is going to marry is all right, but the young man has a lame leg."

"What? A lame leg?" the crowd exclaimed in surprise, but their hearts weren’t really that shocked.

Liu Jiaojiao was just an ordinary country girl, with no job and no special skills, and her looks were just above average.

To become a city bride, of course, she had to give up some things.

Country folk might not be educated, but they all knew there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

Liu Dajie nodded, "Yes, I heard it with my own ears, Liu Jiaojiao crying at home. She didn’t want to marry..."

Guan Aiju asked, "What does her mom think about it?"

Liu Dajie snorted through her nose.

"Of course, she’s willing," she said.

"She’s still hoping to get her future son-in-law to find a job for Guohui."

Exchanging a daughter for her son’s job, Yang Chunfang’s plans were clear, and you could hear her calculating all the way from the village entrance.

Guan Aiju’s eyes widened, "Chunfang still hasn’t given up on getting Guohui a factory job."

"That she hasn’t," Liu Dajie pursed her lips, glancing over at Lin Tang, who was not far away cycling home, and said, "She’s putting up a fight. Lin Tang is getting better and better, but her Guohui is getting nowhere—this must be making her scratch her head out of frustration."

Cui Fang complained, "Is all this necessary? They broke off the engagement a long time ago, each family should just enjoy their own lives. Why dwell on it so much?"

"That’s not how it works," Liu Dajie remarked, "You don’t fight just over steamed buns but also over pride. It’s not something that’s easily let go."

She felt that this affair was far from being over, but Yang Chunfang wouldn’t dare to take it up with the Lin Family.

Who would dare to provoke the Lin Family now?

"Ah!" Guan Aiju sighed, "What’s the point..."

The Lin Family had long since stopped caring about this matter, while Yang Chunfang was still troubling herself over it, how unnecessary.

"Everyone has their own fate; we can’t manage these matters. Let’s change the subject."

The crowd switched to another topic.

Little did Lin Tang know that she and Gu Yingzhou had been mentioned again by the gossiping women of the village.

At this moment, she had just arrived home and took out paper and pen to write her party membership application.

Hadn’t it been mentioned before that she had been selected for an advancement? The superiors recommended that she join the party, and writing the application was an essential first step.

Li Xiuli made Lin Tang a pair of cotton slippers and brought them to her room.

"Tangtang, are you writing another article?" she asked.

Lin Tang casually moved a stool to the side and offered a seat.

"I’m writing my party membership application," she replied.

"You’re joining the party?" Li Xiuli’s face burst with joy.

"Not yet," Lin Tang said with a smile, shaking her head, "but it shouldn’t be a problem."

She was so outstanding; joining the party shouldn’t pose an issue—the Organization would be pleased to have her.

Li Xiuli, unable to contain her excitement, paced back and forth a few times before grabbing her daughter’s hand, "This is a good thing, the Organization trusts you, you need to keep working hard."

She rarely spoke so seriously; the topic of joining the party was of utmost solemnity.

Lin Tang nodded earnestly in response.

"I know."

After imparting her words, Li Xiuli’s smile became uncontrollable, wrinkles of joy spreading from the corners of her eyes.

"All right, I won’t keep you any longer. You keep writing; I’ll go out."

With that, she turned and left.

Lin Tang looked at the cotton slippers on the table and smiled helplessly.

Trying them on, they were soft and warm, carrying her mother’s unique warmth.

Li Xiuli hummed a tune as she energetically returned to her own room, her joy fully written on her face.

Lin Lu curiously asked, "Why are you so happy?"

He hadn’t even seen her this happy when their eldest had received a medal of honor!

"Tangtang is writing her party membership application," Li Xiuli whispered.

The matter wasn’t settled yet, so she refrained from shouting it aloud.

"Really?!" Lin Lu suddenly stood up, pacing back and forth a few times.

Joining the party!

This was joining the party!

What an honor.

In the whole brigade, only the Captain was a party member.

After the initial shock, he wanted to go to his daughter’s room to ask in detail.

But before he could leave, Li Xiuli grabbed his collar.

"What are you doing? Where are you going?" she demanded.

Lin Lu turned to meet his wife’s stern gaze and said, with an innocent face, "I need to pee urgently; I was heading to the toilet."

Li Xiuli, hearing this heavily flavored excuse, twitched the corner of her mouth.

"I’ll believe that when pigs fly! Listen here, Tangtang is busy; don’t go disturbing her."

Tangtang was in the midst of writing her application; if her train of thought was interrupted, that would be troublesome.

Lin Lu raised both hands, "No, I really need to use the toilet."

Li Xiuli let him go, "Alright then, go on."

The old man. He couldn’t say a single thing delicately.

Lin Lu stepped out of the house, letting out a long sigh.

His wife’s temperament seemed to be getting stronger with time.

As he thought this, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but lift in a grin.

-

The day after Lin Tang finished her party membership application, Yang and the others returned.

Those who went brought back gifts of some sort.

Each person received a share, and they also gave Lin Tang a separate gift.

"Xiao Lin, we couldn’t make it to your engagement, but we can’t skip the gift. This is my engagement present to you—take it," Yang said with a smile.

After a tiring journey, only fatigue showed on his aged face; his spirit, however, was high, with a gleam in his eyes that could almost burn one up.

After Yang had given his gift, Qiao Cheng and others followed suit.

"This is the engagement gift we specially picked for you, wishing you and your fiancé hearts united forever!"

"And this is mine..."

Lin Tang graciously accepted the gifts, smiling gleefully in appreciation, "Thank you! This is my wedding candy, so everyone can share in the happiness. May those who are married be happy and complete, and those who aren’t find their partners soon..."

Qiao Cheng felt as if he’d been struck in the chest by an arrow and forced a smile, "Can we not make these indiscriminate attacks?"

"...Ah, can you not be so sensitive?" Lin Tang retorted with a mix of laughter and despair.

Even polite remarks hit him personally—it was really hard to say anything to that.

Qiao Cheng was left without a comeback.

Was he being overly sensitive? It wasn’t impossible.

But then again, who made him the last bachelor in the Technology Department?

Ouch! It hurt too much!

Yang hadn’t expected Lin Tang to have prepared return gifts for them, his eyes softening at the corners.

"We really need to soak up this happiness!" he declared with a laugh.

Ever since Lin Tang had joined the Technology Department, it had been one good thing after another.

The wool weft machine had made a splash internationally, and the fine spinning machine was even more so...