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Chapter 905 The wind leaks and breaks the cotton-padded jacket

Gao Zhihao almost couldn't breathe. Seeing those people all wearing blue-grey clothes, stretching their necks and looking in the direction of the two of them, he knew that this group of people came specifically to watch their excitement.

Even though they were shivering from the cold and standing there stamping their feet to keep warm, they still couldn't stop them from watching the excitement.

Gao Zhihao looked at the group of people, only to feel that his eyes were almost dark, and he felt a little unable to stand.

The words of the group of men just now were unpleasant enough, but the words of these talkative women were even more indifferent to Sanqi 21.

When I was so depressed at home, I could only vent my dissatisfaction by watching other people's jokes.

Although Gao Zhihao despised this group of people and hated them from the bottom of his heart, he could not escape the fate of being watched by them.

Zhang Jiumei obviously didn't have the same mentality. When he saw this group of people looking around, wanting to see his joke, he held his head high even more.

Zhang Jiumei knew what the people in the village said about him, but so what? After all, he is different from these people.

These yellow-faced women are at home every day, doing endless housework, looking at the faces of their men, and even beating and scolding them at every turn.

The talkative woman who lived like this actually had the nerve to laugh at him. Although he was tough and injured his two husbands, at least he didn't wrong himself, right?

Besides, if he can marry a good-looking and young educated youth at this age, why might these old women be envious of him?

What's more, as a widow, he always felt that he was very powerful. After all, no man dared to harass him. Compared with Zhang Sanhua in the village, he felt that he was not too happy.

Who doesn’t have eyes?

Yes, I never dared to rush in front of him or tease him.

So Zhang Jiumei kept walking and walked over like a Dou Sheng's rooster with her chest raised and her head raised.

Gao Zhihao felt a little embarrassed and wanted to walk over quickly.

"Ouch, I thought it was just a joke yesterday, but I didn't expect that I really have to go to the county to get the certificate?"

"I didn't expect you two to be serious. I thought you were just joking yesterday. Congratulations!"

Naturally, Zhang Jiumei could hear their weirdness, and she didn't tolerate them. She said directly: "Of course we are serious, what else?"

"Comrade Jiu Mei, what you are wearing today is so festive. Look how the red matches your skin tone!"

After another aunt said this, the crowd burst into laughter.

"No, this is a cotton-padded jacket I made before. It contains two kilograms of cotton. Compared with the leaky rags you are wearing, isn't it festive?

I see you are shivering from the cold. I can't find any clothes at home so you can come out and watch the fun!

Since it's like this, why don't you stay at home? Why bother?

It can't be because the walls in your home are leaking and you can't light firewood. How pitiful! "

After Zhang Jiumei said these words, the aunt was so ridiculed that she couldn't even raise her head.

Gao Zhihao did not stop, but walked straight forward. He did not want to argue with these talkative women.

But there are many things that he can't escape if he wants to. Many people know that Zhang Jiumei is sharp-tongued and unwilling to suffer losses, so they will not attack him around him.

"High educated youth, stop, let's talk, why are you in such a hurry? Your legs are not strong yet.

I'm even more lame after walking so fast. Take a rest! "