She had been eavesdropping outside, and she was displeased when they talked about the house.
The brick house was supposed to be hers. After all, she was about to have a baby, and it wouldn't be right to have the child grow up in a mud-brick house. But she couldn't bring herself to demand the house her brother-in-law had worked hard for.
Now things were better. They didn't care at all. After getting the house, they tore it down, leaving behind some broken bricks and rubble to build two walls for both families, and even made a stove. Both families are still cooking on the same stove.
After Wang Fengjiao finished speaking, she ran away. Lv Cuiping was now cursing whoever she caught, and she wasn't going to stay here waiting to be scolded.
But Lv Cuiping didn't have the time to curse her anymore.
She was infuriated and had fallen again, lying on the bed with half of her face paralyzed and the other half filled with resentment, an indescribable horror and eeriness.
