The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

"No matter how many storms there are in the future, we must trust each other and face them together as we do now."

Xu Xiufang's voice was warm and firm, as if she was making a silent promise to herself and Xie Yi.

Xie Yi nodded slightly, his eyes full of expectations and confidence for the future.

Although their story began with a love that was not favored by the world, it became more tenacious because of the two hearts that relied on each other.

It was deep in the night, and the starlight was shining on this couple who were bravely loving each other without being disturbed by the outside world.

In their world, occupation has nothing to do with high or low status, and love has nothing to do with status. There is only the harmony of each other's hearts and the common pursuit of life.

……

Xu Xiufang had no intention of getting too entangled with Zhou Xiaoyue. Even though Zhou Xiaoyue tried her best to belittle Xie Yi, the fact that Xie Yi was engaged in waste recycling was an unchangeable fact after all.

In this day and age, many people are prejudiced against doing business, not to mention the waste recycling industry which is seen as the bottom of the pile.

Even if Zhou Xiaoyue was not there, the seeds of rumors had already been buried in the soil, waiting to take root and sprout with the spring breeze.

If Zhou Xiaoyue still chooses to whisper behind her back, Xu Xiufang may choose to turn a blind eye and not take the initiative to stir up trouble.

However, fate always seems to arrange dramatic encounters at such subtle moments.

That day, Xu Xiufang went to the restroom, which was a simple place. Although the compartments were clearly divided, there were no doors to ensure privacy.

Xu Xiufang chose the second to last cubicle. Just as she was packing her clothes to go out, she suddenly heard whispers from outside the wall.

"Xiao Yue, following your instructions, we did see two men collecting waste there. We asked them if they knew Brother Yi, and they claimed that he was their leader. It seems that the rumors are true!"

"What did I say? You still don't believe me," Zhou Xiaoyue's tone was full of complacency and contempt.

"And he actually has a few subordinates who seem to be quite capable!"

"The boss of a scrap collector is, after all, just a scrap collector," Zhou Xiaoyue sneered disdainfully.

Her friend echoed her, laughing meaningfully: "Yes, yes, Xu Xiufang's vision is indeed not to be praised, alas!"

"To be able to fall for a man like this, her taste can't be that good. She might even have to fall asleep to the smell of garbage at night—"

Zhou Xiaoyue's sarcasm was sharp and harsh. Before she finished speaking, she raised her head and saw Xu Xiufang slowly walking out of the cubicle. In an instant, her arrogance was extinguished.

Before she could react, she saw Xu Xiufang walk into the innermost compartment, followed closely by a mop covered in stains, which flew past like an arrow from a bow.

"oops!"

Her friend dodged quickly and escaped unharmed.

Zhou Xiaoyue was not spared. The mop emitting a strange smell came straight at her. The mop head was wrapped with rags of unknown objects and stuck firmly to her head, which was disgusting.

"Does it stink?"

Xu Xiufang asked coldly, her voice calm but with a power that could not be ignored.

Everyone present, not just the two of them, was shocked by this sudden change, their jaws almost dropped to the ground. No one expected that the usually gentle and elegant Xu Xiufang would have such a fierce side!

Zhou Xiaoyue finally came to her senses and her screams resounded throughout the bathroom. The unknown dirt hanging on the mop slowly slid down her cheek and accidentally went into her mouth. She let out a "ugh" sound, fell to her knees, and retched desperately.

The spectators around and the bystanders who were attracted by the screams felt their scalps tingling when they saw this scene, and they all turned their eyes to Xu Xiufang.

Xu Xiufang stood there, examining everything with cold eyes, holding another mop tightly in her hand, and her eyes slowly turned to Zhou Xiaoyue's companion.

The friend was so frightened that he dared not say a word, fearing that he would be the next to suffer, and quickly fled the scene quietly!

On the ground, Zhou Xiaoyue's eyes were red. She looked up at Xu Xiufang angrily. She picked up the broom beside her in anger and tried to fight back.

Xu Xiufang reacted quickly, and the mop in her hand flew out again, hitting her wrist accurately. The pain forced her to give up resistance.

Xu Xiufang looked around and said coldly, "If you don't want her to get you dirty when she recovers, why don't you take the broom next to her away?"

The crowd seemed to have just woken up from a dream. Perhaps they were afraid of being contaminated by filth, or they were intimidated by Xu Xiufang's aura. They unconsciously followed her instructions and avoided the cleaning tools around Zhou Xiaoyue.

"You actually helped her!"

Zhou Xiaoyue's sanity was on the verge of collapse.

"If I don't help her, will I help someone like you who speaks so much and so viciously?"

Xu Xiufang asked back. Her words intensified Zhou Xiaoyue's anger, but at the same time made the onlookers unconsciously stand on Xu Xiufang's side, and a feeling of upholding justice arose spontaneously.

Yes, that’s right, supporting Xu Xiufang is the right thing to do!

"Did I said wrong thing?"

Zhou Xiaoyue was almost swallowed by anger, "Your man is just a garbage collector, and you don't allow others to mention it?"

"So what if I'm a garbage collector? Did I eat your rice?"

Xu Xiufang retorted, "Even if my man is engaged in waste recycling, it is legitimate and earned through his own labor. And you..."

Xu Xiufang looked Zhou Xiaoyue up and down, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Zhou Xiaoyue did not think about what Xu Xiufang had not finished saying. She just felt a tightness in her chest. She had never thought that when Xu Xiufang faced others' contempt for her man's profession, she was not ashamed but so frank and confident.

This feeling was like punching cotton, leaving Zhou Xiaoyue speechless and unable to find words to refute.

So, she changed her tone and tried to insult Xu Xiufang in another way: "Xiufang, that's not what I meant. I just think that such a man is not suitable for you. You..."

"You are such a busybody," Xu Xiufang sneered, "When did we become so close? What qualifications do you have to interfere in my affairs?"

Zhou Xiaoyue was ashamed and angry, her chest heaving, her eyes wide open, staring at Xu Xiufang, "I care about you out of kindness, it's fine if you don't want to appreciate it, but what you did is really too much!"

Zhou Xiaoyue felt as if the air around her was solidified, and the stench emanating from her body was like an invisible hand, tightly strangling her throat, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

The hatred towards Xu Xiufang spread like wildfire, burning her heart and making her feel pain. "I'm going to sue you at school and ruin your reputation!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, mixed with reluctance and indignation.

Xu Xiufang answered lightly, but there was no emotion in her eyes. Her casual glance was like a sharp blade, piercing Zhou Xiaoyue's self-esteem.

"Go, don't forget to bring your courage."

Then, she suddenly said something that puzzled everyone, "How does it feel to hang out with men who can be your father?"

There seemed to be a muffled thunder exploding in the air. Zhou Xiaoyue suddenly opened her eyes wide with disbelief in her eyes.