Eighties Sweetheart Wife Chapter 674 - 674 674 Start from the Beginning

Chapter 674: Chapter 674: Start from the Beginning Chapter 674: Chapter 674: Start from the Beginning Old Mrs.

Song finally caught her breath, but upon hearing these words, she was about to rush over and hit Sun Jinrong.

Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang hurried over to calm Old Mrs.

Song, then asked how she was feeling and whether she needed to go to the hospital…

Old Mrs.

Song took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Good days had their benefits for health too.

She was still okay for now.

It had been many years since Sun Jinrong had angered her this much.

Old Mrs.

Song was reminded once again of the conflicts she had had with this daughter-in-law, Sun Jinrong, ti and ti again since the latter had married into the Song family.

Not once had she not compromised.

Old Mrs.

Song sat to the side and said to Old Man Song, “You shouldn’t get angry either.

Today, the whole family is here, and as the elders, we can’t just watch her harbor all this resentnt.

Since things have co to this, let’s start from the beginning.”

Old Man Song nodded with a face as grim as iron.

No one else spoke.

Old Mrs.

Song laughed coldly, looking at Sun Jinrong, “Sun Jinrong, you harbor resentnt, but I, Old Mrs.

Song, have my grievances too.

When you were married into this family, we borrowed over 100 yuan in debt.

My eldest son and daughter-in-law had just managed to save enough money to buy a bicycle, and they hadn’t even ridden it before it was given as your dowry.

There was no choice, as my youngest son loved you and would settle for no other.

I accepted that.

Then, this debt of over 100 yuan was repaid by your elder brother and sister-in-law along with your second brother and sister-in-law.

Compared to what I gave Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang when they joined the family, I owe them an apology.

You should clearly know how much was given to them originally without saying it.

But let’s talk about what happened after you were married.

You were unwilling to live with or share the debt, crying and yelling about going to the city to work temporarily.

That was also fine, especially since your la mother had arranged it for you then.

Being a temporary worker was surely better than farming in Erdao River Village.

So, I borrowed another 100 yuan in debt for you, which you said was for greasing the wheels, though you knew exactly into whose hands that money went.

We won’t talk about that today.

Just tell us, after you and Song Nian beca temporary workers, did you ever contribute a penny to the household or buy a grain of rice?

The money for yours and Song Nian’s temporary work was gathered by your elder brother and the second brother’s family.

When you got your wages, did you ever buy their children a piece of candy?

My grandson was studying in the county town, and sotis the dry food he carried was just cornbread.

Have you ever thought of sending your elder nephew sothing to eat, even if it were just a pickled vegetable?

You haven’t.

Not once did you, Sun Jinrong, ever visit Abo.

When your father and I visited your house to see how you were getting on, you didn’t even offer us a al.

Do you still rember that?”

Just at that mont, the disheveled Song Nian was standing at the entrance of the eting room, having heard the latter part.

The words struck right at his heart.

He truly loved Sun Jinrong, but his dissatisfaction was also real.

He rembered this incident very clearly.

His parents had walked all the way from Erdao River Village, their baskets full of vegetables and food for him.

When they arrived at ho, Sun Jinrong’s face was cold.

He asked her to buy noodles so his parents could have so noodle soup.

She said there was no money at ho, nor any food stamps.

He knew there was so, even knew where it was kept, but at that mont he seed ntally clouded and said nothing, squatting silently to the side.

So, his parents left hungry and never returned after that.

Latter, when Little Nuan ca back, the Song family seed to transform all at once.

So much had happened, and Jinrong had changed a lot.

She had forgotten many things, but now that her mother-in-law had ntioned it, mories of the past surged up, and Song Nian’s tears suddenly flowed as he choked up and said, “Mom, it’s my incompetence, I’m sorry, you can beat or scold , I have no complaints.”

Old Mrs.

Song had stopped talking the mont Song Nian entered.

She did not even look at Song Nian, but only stared at Jinrong, “Jinrong, you wanted to argue today, didn’t you?

Well, let’s have it out thoroughly.

Let’s not talk about the present, just the past.

Jinrong, has the Song family ever wronged you, be it the elders or the juniors?”

Jinrong had just blurted those words earlier as if forcibly seizing reason, because she knew very well the principle of striking first.

It was just like a thief shouting to catch a thief.

By steering the conversation in this direction, perhaps today’s matter could take a different turn.

But who would have expected that her cunning mother-in-law would bring up the past?

Could she deny these things?

Because they were all factual.

Jinrong bowed her head and dared not utter a word.

Old Mrs.

Song waved her hand, signaling everyone else to be silent, “Since you hold so much resentnt, we need to make things clear today.

Although those past incidents are over, they indeed happened.

Jinrong, you also admit that Old Lady Song did not wrong you, Little Nuan did not wrong you, and your older and younger brothers-in-law and their wives did not wrong you either.

Let’s talk about the early days of doing business.

How did we start the business?

It was because of Little Nuan.

Without Little Nuan, there would be no Song family today.

Who dares to deny that?

That would be an utter disgrace to conscience.

The business started right in Song Ting’s room, just a small garnt workshop, and later moved to the side room, and then finally we had a factory.

From beginning to end, what contribution did you, Jinrong, have?

Back then, with Little Nuan’s help, you beca a formal employee.

You didn’t think much of those of us in business, after all, there were few people doing business at that ti.

I don’t bla you for that.

Later, when we held a family eting, did we not sincerely ask you and Song Nian whether you wanted to join the business or keep a job, or did you two want one to work and the other to join the business?

Then you, Jinrong, without even thinking, rejected it, stating you didn’t want to do business, you wanted to work.

You and Song Nian haven’t forgotten that, have you?

When the business was nearly established, we held another family eting to seek your opinions again.

At that ti, you, Jinrong, had just been promoted to section chief and said you wanted to continue your career, expressing disinterest in business and boasting that you would perform well and support Little Nuan in the future.”

At this point, Old Mrs.

Song had a look of disdain on her face, and she slapped her own cheek.

“Have you forgotten all these things, Jinrong?

How big of a face do you have to dare accuse Little Nuan, what are you, to say you have to face pitfalls for yourself?

Don’t you think too highly of yourself?”

“Speaking of supporting Little Nuan, and us, no one stopped you from working and progressing in Nanshan City, right?

On the contrary, Little Nuan was your support.

But after you beca a section chief, you didn’t advance any further.

Don’t you know why?”

Jinrong thought that her words earlier had enraged Old Mrs.

Song, who would co and hit her, thus putting herself in the wrong.

Who would have thought that Old Mrs.

Song did not, and instead began raking up old grievances.

Jinrong did not dare make a sound.

These forgotten past mories slowly ca back to her.

Jinrong stood there, her hands tightly clenched, her face alternating between expressions.

Old Mrs.

Song continued, word by word, “Lian Xiang, co and tell Jinrong, if you were to beco the manager of the accessories factory, what would you do!”