The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

Xu Xiufang suggested taking the excess flour products to the city to try to sell them. Xu Xiaohua thought about it and thought that this would be a good way to pass the time and might also bring some extra income to the family.

Even if it fails to sell in the end, the homemade food wrapped in fresh vegetable leaves and steamed will definitely become a warm and delicious dish on the table.

As Xu Xiufang distributed the paper and pens, the children took their seats around the square table, each of their little faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

She guided them to draw the locust tree in front of their home, which had weathered many hardships but was still lush and leafy. The tree had witnessed the growth and dreams of countless children.

The children stole glances at each other's works and occasionally let out childish laughter. Their pure and innocent happiness was like the dewdrops on a summer morning, crystal clear and infected everyone present, especially Xu Xiufang. Her heart seemed to be softened by the innocence and turned into a pool of gentle water.

Her eyes inadvertently drifted to Xie Yi, and she saw him quietly flipping through a book, exuding a kind of tranquility that was not disturbed by the outside world.

This made her suddenly realize that her original plan to go to the elementary school in the afternoon was delayed because of the trivial matters of the Xie family.

I couldn't help feeling a little anxious. After all, tomorrow is the day to send Yangyang and Yueyue to school to register, and any delay may affect the children's studies.

She thought to herself that Xie Kai was an elementary school teacher, and if she went to find him now, she might encounter some unnecessary trouble.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xu Xiufang decided to adopt a more prudent strategy.

She gently touched Xie Yi's arm and asked with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes: "Today is so unlucky, do you think Xie Kai will make it difficult for Yueyue and Yangyang to enroll in school?"

Xie Yi didn't even raise his head, gently turning the pages of the book in his hand, his voice was calm and measured.

"Don't worry, just go find the village party secretary to help coordinate. Xie Kai's substitute teaching position was originally arranged by the village party secretary, he won't be rude to you."

Xu Xiufang's mind suddenly became clear, and she couldn't help but feel a sincere admiration for Xie Yi.

His suggestions were concise and powerful, like clearing away the clouds and revealing the sun, instantly clearing away the haze that had been troubling my heart.

She couldn't help but give Xie Yi a thumbs up, her approval evident in her words: "You are awesome!"

Turning to the children whose faces were filled with curiosity and excitement, her eyes were full of tenderness and expectation, and she softly instructed: "You little darlings, be good at drawing at home. If you encounter any problems or don't understand something, go to Brother Xie Yi for help. He knows a lot."

As she gently guided her finger, all the children's eyes turned to the silent and gentle Xie Yi at the side, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

After saying that, she squatted down gracefully and greeted softly a lively puppy jumping at her feet.

The puppy wagged its tail, as if it understood what its owner said, with joy shining in its eyes.

Then she stood up and hurried to the kitchen, her skirt swaying gently with her steps, leaving behind a series of crisp footsteps.

In the kitchen, three huge pumpkins donated by enthusiastic villagers lay quietly in the corner, each one heavy and with a healthy orange-yellow color.

Xu Xiufang took a deep breath, bent down and tried to pick up these giant pumpkins. The weight of the pumpkins made her slender arms tremble. Fine beads of sweat soon seeped out of her forehead, but it also made her cheeks look even more rosy and lovely.

The village party secretary's home is still the information exchange center of the village. A group of villagers sit around the TV, immersed in a world woven by light and shadow.

Xu Xiufang chose to go around the back of the house and use the back door. That was her little secret for entering and exiting. It allowed her to avoid the hustle and bustle of the crowd while enjoying a moment of tranquility.

She carefully placed the pumpkin on the kitchen cutting board, moving as lightly as a cat, and then slipped out the back door like an inadvertent breeze.

When the village chief's wife saw Xu Xiufang leaning out of the half-open back door, her eyes immediately flashed with undisguised joy.

Her home is located on the north side of the village, facing south. The back door is open all day long, and the summer breeze blows through the hall, bringing a rare coolness.

This location has become a favorite for lazy villagers to take shortcuts, especially when they are in a hurry to watch a TV show.

Seeing Xu Xiufang appear from this shortcut, the village head's wife was not surprised at all, but felt as friendly as usual.

"Hey, Xiufang, are you here today just to watch the latest TV series? I heard that you are very good at repairing sewing machines. You can make 40 yuan for each one. If you add up the six machines, no man in the village can compare to you in terms of purse!"

Changing the subject, she frowned slightly, her tone revealing a bit of helplessness, "Unlike the one in my family, who was given three days to complete a task, and he was still worried to death, fearing that he would lose money if he didn't do it well."

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers chatting in the yard all pricked up their ears, their curiosity was completely aroused.

Seeing the people in the neighboring village enthusiastically helping Xu Xiufang renovate the yard and even hanging up a striking sign, how could one not feel envious, or even secretly jealous, of the liveliness and harmony?

Who wouldn't want to see Xu Xiufang fall and make a fool of herself? It would be best if she lost some money, so that it would fit the image of Xu Xiufang in their minds as "not good at anything but good at eating, drinking and having fun".

Xu Xiufang keenly captured the complex expressions and mentalities of the people around her. With just a quick glance, she knew everything in her heart.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a barely perceptible smile, which was both a tolerance for those narrow-minded ideas and a confidence in her future.

In this small village, she wants to prove with practical actions that Xu Xiufang is more than what they say she is.

Especially in this small village, her existence which was slightly superior to ordinary people seemed to have become the target of public criticism, and easily aroused the envy and jealousy of others.

How to eliminate this complex emotion?

Should I choose to be humble and try to blend in with that insincere laughter?

Or is it sweet talk, trying to use flattering words to bring you closer to each other?

Or share the fruits of success and lead them onto the fast track to wealth?

These seemingly feasible paths were all rejected one by one in her heart.

The most direct and effective way is to stand on the unreachable peak and eventually turn those jealous eyes into admiring ones.

Life is short like a passing lightning, so why trap yourself in the dust and compromise?

When she becomes truly successful, she is willing to lend a helping hand and let those who once envied or jealous of her become her supporters and share in her glory.

Xu Xiufang's lips curved into a confident arc, her voice slightly high-pitched, with a force that could not be ignored: "Everything has been taken care of. Xie Yi helped me with it at home this afternoon."