Chapter 387 How Can This Life Be More Bitter than Coptis Root?

Gao Guilan looked at her daughter and hesitated. From what this elder sister said, it seems that she doesn't know about Xinyue's divorce? I thought she was a grown-up girl!

Zheng Xinyue blinked. Is Aunt Lu trying to introduce a partner to her?

Sister Lu thought Zheng Xinyue was shy! The smile on her face became more enthusiastic, and she simply introduced the man's conditions:

"I have a good nephew who works in a pastry factory. He is a state-owned worker. His family is simple. Both parents have jobs. The company also allocated family housing so that he doesn't have to live with his parents-in-law after marriage. My nephew is arrogant and likes good-looking girls.

"Uh! Sister, thank you! My daughter is still young, so I won't look for one for the time being."

When Gao Guilan heard this condition, if her daughter had not been married, she would definitely agree immediately, but now, she didn't want to tell Sister Lu about Xinyue's divorce and let her suffer a second injury, so she refused with heartache.

"Isn't it eighteen? You are old enough. It will be too late in two years. How can there be so many good guys left for you? ”

Sister Lu thought Gao Guilan would be eager to agree, but she didn’t expect her to refuse. She was stunned for a moment and began to persuade her in a low voice.

“I can’t bear to marry her off. It’s better to keep her at home.”

Gao Guilan looked at her daughter distressedly. The better the boy’s conditions, the less she could agree.

“You are confused now. A girl can’t be kept at home. She must be married off when she reaches the age.”

Hearing Gao Guilan’s excuse, Sister Lu couldn’t help but frown and teach her a lesson. Gao Guilan felt uncomfortable and her eyes were red when she looked at her daughter.

Didn’t she know that women should always find a home? But she didn’t want her daughter to be hurt again.

“Aunt Lu, I just got divorced and don’t want to find one for the time being.”

Zheng Xinyue saw that her mother was sad and Aunt Lu wanted to teach her a lesson, so she simply told the truth to save her from always nagging her mother.

“Ah? Aren’t you only eighteen years old? "

Aunt Lu looked at Zheng Xinyue in disbelief. She had taken a liking to this girl the last time she came. She had asked Lao Gao several times indirectly, but he always said that he didn't want to find one for the time being. He never said why.

"Yes, I met a scumbag and divorced after just a few months of marriage."

Zheng Xinyue looked at Aunt Lu generously, with a smile on her lips as light as the wind, and no trace of embarrassment or sadness in her eyes.

Aunt Lu looked at Zheng Xinyue with regret. What a good girl, how could her life be more bitter than coptis root!

Then the air in the room became more depressing, but Gao Yunshan came back in a hurry soon, and shouted as soon as he entered the door.

"Xinyue, our accountant gave me a quota of five kilograms, plus sister Lu's six kilograms, my seven kilograms, a total of eighteen kilograms, if it's not enough, my uncle will have no choice but to buy high-priced wool, which requires industrial tickets!"

"Okay, then buy eighteen kilograms first, and come back later if it's not enough. "

Zheng Xinyue smiled. Her uncle came back just in time. It was just right for her to leave, so that Aunt Lu wouldn't ask her about the specific reasons for her divorce, which would make her mother feel distressed.

"Let's go! I've got the director's approval. Come with me to the warehouse to pick some yarn."

Seeing that his niece agreed, Gao Yunshan was relieved and happily led his sister and niece to the warehouse.

The warehouse smelled moldy, damp and dark. It took a while to get used to it when I just came in from outside.

Under the guidance of the custodian, we came to a large wooden shelf. Each grid was filled with wool yarn. The higher the grid, the better the wool yarn. The two bottom grids were for processing wool yarn.

The colors were not good, and there was a lot of mess. Zheng Xinyue was dazzled. This is what the messy yarn without a beginning is about, right?