Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“How am I stirring up trouble when what I said is true?” Zhang Cuihua looked at Su Xiaoyan speechlessly.

“Did you see that Mr. Chu’s two children were girls? Or did Mr. Chu and his wife tell you?” Su Xiaoyan looked at the group of women.

Everyone probably didn’t know that Mr. Chu’s sister-in-law had already given birth. Since they only just found out, they couldn’t just randomly guess.

Although it didn’t matter how they speculated or what they said among themselves. But if someone intentionally says and guides the conversation towards a negative outcome, wouldn’t it be different? Don’t these people know that slandering others is a crime too?

Su Xiaoyan looked helplessly at the group of women who spent their days gossiping together. As a member of this community, she found it difficult to handle.

If she didn’t join their gossipy family, she’d be ostracized. But if she did join, she couldn’t get past her conscience. So every time she saw Zhang Cuihua talking about Mr. Chu’s family, she couldn’t help but argue with her.

“No.” Zhang Cuihua replied, somewhat lacking in confidence.

“If not, then what right do you have to say such things? Do you realize the consequences of your words affecting everyone in the residential building? The consequences could be severe.” Su Xiaoyan angrily looked at the group of women who particularly loved to spread gossip and scolded them.

“We didn’t say anything.” A few women quickly dodged Su Xiaoyan’s gaze once she looked at them, fearing to be involved in this escalating situation.

“Don’t exaggerate, Su Xiaoyan,” Zhang Cuihua yelled, feeling guilty.

That’s because she had been warned by her husband, Sun Wenbin, not to gossip and cause trouble, especially when it came to Mr. Chu’s family.

But every time Zhang Cuihua saw Qin Xue, she couldn’t help but think how such a handsome man had been snatched by her.

Frankly, Zhang Cuihua was jealous of Qin Xue, believing herself to be prettier and more capable. Why couldn’t she find a man like Chu Molin, instead of marrying a rough man like Sun Wenbin?

Despite having an elegant name, Sun Wenbin was far from refined and was both burly and unattentive.

Thus, every time she saw Qin Xue’s happy face, she couldn’t resist trying to bring her down. Why did Qin Xue alone deserve Heaven’s favor, always outdoing her?

“Do you or don’t you know what you’ve done, Zhang Cuihua? I’m only suggesting you watch what you say and don’t bring trouble upon yourself.” Su Xiaoyan left them with that comment and headed upstairs.

Su Xiaoyan remembered her husband, Mr. Wei, warning her not to get involved with these people. She could be friends with Qin Xue, Yu Xiu, and Fang Hong, but she was not allowed to gossip like the others.

Although Su Xiaoyan couldn’t get close to the three, she carefully remembered Mr. Wei’s words. So now, she kept to herself without getting close to anyone else.

Once Su Xiaoyan had left, the remaining women looked at each other and tacitly dispersed.

Zhang Cuihua stared at the now-empty surroundings, gritting her teeth.

A bunch of spineless people who only take advantage when it suits them. But she was powerless because her husband worked under their husbands. So she had no choice but to accept her fate and return home.