[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s":3,"chapter-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-12":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1060707,1373,"Chapter 12 - 12 12 Treat Others the Way They Treat You","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-12",12,"\u003Cp>12: Chapter 12: Treat Others the Way They Treat You 12: Chapter 12: Treat Others the Way They Treat You Bai Xue burst into heavier tears, “Old An, do you really not trust me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve been married to you for three years, ask yourself, how have I treated your An Family in these years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you still trust your daughter more, and take her word as the truth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she dares to say today that I let the idiot sleep with her, tomorrow she’ll dare to say I told her to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old An, if you don’t trust me, there’s no point in continuing our life together, we might as well just get divorced!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Shuchao was most afraid of Bai Xue mentioning divorce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Bai Xue had married him, she had managed good relations with the neighbors and had a good reputation in the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She got along well with their son An Ping, but somehow she just couldn’t get along with An Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of An Hao’s past behavior, An Shuchao habitually felt that it was her fault, and in anger, he raised his hand and slapped towards An Hao’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao saw the slap coming and dodged, grabbing An Shuchao’s wrist tightly, with flames rising in her eyes, “Dad, first find out the truth before you hit me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is there to find out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao, you accuse me of plotting against you, do you have any evidence?” Bai Xue glared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Genqiang said it himself,” An Hao retorted without weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does a fool’s words count?” Bai Xue raised her chin, the corners of her mouth curling into a cold smile, thinking she was too green to compete with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may not trust the word of an idiot, but you should trust mine!” A sharp glint flashed through An Hao’s eyes, “If I lie about today’s incident, I will not die a good death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mom, do you dare make such a poisonous vow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Xue was taken aback, and after hemming and hawing for a while, she said, “I…I wouldn’t curse myself…” An Hao sneered, shook off An Shuchao’s hand, and went back to her own room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was giving Bai Xue a taste of her own medicine; to deal with someone unreasonable like Bai Xue, one had to use unreasonable methods!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon entering, she was surprised to find An Ping in her room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing here?” An Ping shook the book in his hand, “This is the book you borrowed last month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You didn’t return it, so I came to find it myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I forgot about it with all the busyness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Ping snorted lightly, and as he was leaving, he stopped, “An Hao, don’t spout nonsense like hoping for death in the future!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s annoying to hear!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprised by his words, An Hao asked, “An Ping, are you showing concern for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t flatter yourself!” An Ping glanced at her and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he stepped out, he slipped with a thud, and yelled angrily in the courtyard, “Who’s so annoying, pouring dishwater everywhere!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao burst into laughter from inside the room, the gloominess in her heart scattering away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although An Ping wouldn’t admit it, she could feel that her brother was somewhat different from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, An Hao got up early before dawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She checked the results from the previous day and was quite satisfied with the outcome, then carefully unwrapped the hawthorn cakes, cut them neatly with a knife, weighed them accurately, wrapped them tidily in cellophane, and packed them into a large basket before setting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The basket was heavy, bending An Hao’s back as she carried it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had timed the day perfectly–today was market day in town, and being close to the end of the year, it was sure to be bustling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, as soon as she left the house, she ran into Old Chen from the neighborhood, who was also heading to the market early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao rode along with his ox cart toward the town.\u003C\u002Fp>",681,"2026-06-03T10:10:23.630Z","2026-06-03T10:10:27.250Z",1,"novelbin.me","ee90944082b6cd5a54aabbd6a03bd558bbe66163192ee4a134c53322db813bd5","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-13","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-11",2511,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-cover.jpg"]