The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s
Chapter 123: Slapping the Face (3)_1

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Slapping the Face (3)_1

"That... that meat... was intended for Laifu’s wine making," the Li Family couldn’t bear such gazes and wanted to defend herself, but as soon as she said that, she was immediately cursed at.

"Your son is making wine, why does he need meat from the Ruan Family?"

"Exactly, should the Ruan Family also send some rice over to you? Perhaps even pay the dowry for you?"

"Hey, how do you know Liao Zhaoji didn’t give them the dowry money??" Someone immediately retorted.

"I didn’t, I didn’t. The other side didn’t want a dowry, only asked for a bicycle..." Liao Zhaoji reflexively retorted, but as soon as she spoke, she realized she had fallen into another verbal trap.

"Wow, Jiandang’s wife sure talks big. What’s the situation with your family, that a daughter who’s married off has to use her in-laws’ money to buy a bicycle for her brother?"

"Exactly, Jiandang marrying you was also his bad luck."

"Isn’t that the truth? He seemed decent before, but who could have guessed he’d end up with such an item, really..."

The world is never short of people who kick others when they’re down, especially when Liao Zhaoji, in their eyes, behaves so outrageously.

They quickly devalued her to nothing.

Once everyone had their say, the Ruanlin Family then turned to the already-defeated Mrs. Li and asked her.

"Mrs. Li, if I remember correctly, isn’t this dress you’re wearing something Liao Zhaoji made for you last month? She’s really filial to your family. For her brother’s match, she pays for a bicycle. For her parents wanting meat to nourish themselves, she pays for meat; her own son has nothing to eat, yet she sends forty pounds of it back home. You want new clothes, and she doesn’t hesitate to get fabric from the supply and sales cooperative; yet her own son still wears patched clothing... I have never seen such filial piety!"

Mrs. Li’s dress was also news to the Ruanlin Family today.

Buying cloth requires coupons now, and it’s always bought from the supply and sales cooperative where Du Qing works. Liao Zhaoji, being clever, probably picked a day when Du Qing wasn’t working to buy it, but what she didn’t expect was that Du Qing kept track of the cooperative’s inventory of cloth.

Today, as soon as Du Qing saw the dress that Mrs. Li was wearing, he knew it was bought from their cooperative, given that it’s the only one in town.

"Now look, all the money from home has been used to support your paternal family. And when it’s gone, you set your sights on my old lady’s money? Do you think the debt I’ve carried for you isn’t enough? Or do you want me to shoulder a whole building for you?"

"You come here with your mother to make trouble, isn’t it just to force my old lady to comply?"

"But let me tell you! Don’t even think about it!"

"Even if I didn’t have the money to contribute to Jianguo’s building a house, so what? You allow Liao Zhaoji to take the Ruan Family’s money to support her own family, but you won’t allow me to support my son?"

"Folks, you tell me, is there such a thing?"

The Ruanlin Family agitated the crowd with her questions.

"No."

"It really is."

"So that’s how it is, huh? Just a few days ago, I saw Liao Laifu riding a bike around the village. It turns out it was his sister who paid for it? Tsk tsk..."

"..."

The chatter was endless.

The Ruanlin Family were locals, while Mrs. Li came from another village, and there was no reason for anyone to side with someone from another village. Moreover, this matter was indeed not the Ruan Family’s fault; no family would be happy to have a daughter-in-law who financially supports her own family like that.