She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"People from the city are different. Not only is the old man very impressive, but even the driver is so handsome."

Yan Driver Zhan: Thank you for the compliment!

"Aunt Zhang, this is my third uncle, not the driver."

Huh? Not the driver?

Zhang San's wife was stunned for a moment, then apologized with a smile: "Sorry, sorry, look at my mouth, I'm talking nonsense, please don't be offended."

But you can't offend the big boss from the city.

No one was surprised by her behavior. Not only that, Manshu also took a handful of candies that were originally prepared for the village children and gave them to Zhang San's wife.

"Auntie, have some candy and have a happy new year."

A handful of high-end candies, all of which Zhang San’s wife had never seen before.

She was so happy that her teeth were not visible.

"Hehe, Happy New Year, Happy New Year. Manshu is really particular and remembers our kindness!"

Manshu always had a smile on his face, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

What do you remember about her?

Zhang San's wife is a gossip, and her youngest son is also a good-for-nothing.

He is two years older than Manshu and his friends, and he always bullied Manshu when they were in school.

Because the Yan family had no one to rely on in the village, although Manshu's grandmother was a teacher, she was a bastard with an unknown father.

It is estimated that Zhang San's wife had done a lot of storytelling about Manshu and Yan Rulan at home, so that her son followed suit. Not only did he secretly bully Manshu, he also often told others that Manshu was a bastard.

Although Manshu was young at that time, he still held a grudge.

Even if she were to live her life again, she would still dislike some people in the village.

This village does have simple folk customs, but there are also some bad people.

Especially some children, who are evil and don’t even realize it.

"Auntie, please stop prying at the car door. We are in a hurry to go home and clean up. No one has lived in our house for a long time. I don't know if we can clean up before dark."

When Manshu saw Zhang San's wife getting the candy and then clinging to the car door and peeking inside, he was speechless.

After her reminder, Zhang San's wife took a few steps back.

"Is there still room for other people in this car? I want to go back with you guys and try out what this luxury car feels like."

This car looks expensive.

"I've never been in such a nice car in my life."

As she spoke, she touched the car door.

That expression made Manshu feel sick.

"Aren't you here to pick up your daughter and son-in-law at the entrance of the village? How are you going to pick them up if they follow us back?"

"It's okay, just let them go home by themselves. It's not like they can't find their way home."

How could picking up my daughter be more important than riding in a luxury car?

As long as she gets in the car and rides for a while, it will be enough for her to brag about it for a year.

Manshu resisted the urge to pull her away. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Grandma Yan say, "Zhang San's wife, this is what you did wrong."

"You've been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time for your new son-in-law to come to your house. Now that he's at the last minute, if you go back, who will remember your kindness?"

"Waiting for your son-in-law at the entrance of the village in the middle of winter is a way of expressing your respect for him. If you respect him, he will treat your daughter well in the future."

Grandma Yan was indeed more experienced. After she said that, Zhang San's wife immediately came to her senses.

"Teacher Jiang, you are right. Why didn't I think of this?"

"I've been waiting for a long time, I must let him know how hard I've worked!"

Well, there’s no need to persuade her, Zhang San’s wife just jumped away on her own.

He waved at them and said, "Go back. I'll take your car again next time I have a chance."

Manshu: Who told you to sit down? You are so familiar with me!

She suspected that Zhang San's wife had scratched the car door dirty.