Ma Honglian was furious at her daughter's words!

But she had no choice.

She knew in her heart that her daughter was right, and if her husband knew that she was urging her daughter to move again, he would definitely be unhappy.

You might even get into a huge fight with her!

Thinking of this, Ma Honglian snorted, turned around and got into bed, turning her head to one side as if she didn't want to talk anymore.

Liang Yueming naturally wouldn't dwell on this topic.

Although she put on a tough front, it was so that her husband and daughter would be less bullied at her parents' home.

But honestly, where else could this family of three live if they left this home?

Seeing that her mother had given up, she silently bent down, picked up the vegetable basket from the ground, and was about to head to the kitchen.

He Liping knew he shouldn't say anything more at this moment, but he really couldn't hold back anymore.

That day, my younger brother called to say he was going to visit our parents in Suifeng and that he would call me when he got back, telling me to wait for news.

He Liping had been waiting for so many days, but he still hadn't received a call, which made him extremely anxious.

I was terrified that something might have happened to my parents.

He turned around, intending to go to the kitchen with his wife, but stopped at the door and asked Ma Honglian, "Mom, did you receive a call from my home today?"

Ma Honglian first rolled her eyes guiltily, then her face darkened as she scolded, "Your home? Where do you have a home? You're a destitute person whose house has been taken away, and you still have the nerve to talk about home? I haven't answered any of your calls, and I don't want to!"

"Mom!" Hearing her mother humiliate her husband once again, Liang Yueming turned around to argue, but He Liping grabbed her again.

The two of them pushed and pulled each other into the kitchen.

As Liang Yueming entered the kitchen, tears began to fall.

She couldn't hold back any longer and squatted down on the ground, sobbing.

"Don't cry," He Liping gently patted her, comforting her.

As he spoke, he took out a piece of hawthorn candy from his pocket, handed it over like a treasure, and whispered, "I also hid two more pieces of hawthorn candy. Don't cry, you and Jiajia can each have one, quickly put them away."

Liang Yueming stood up, took the fruit leather and stuffed it into her pocket, but the tears just kept flowing.

“I didn’t know anything about my mother before… If I had known, I definitely wouldn’t have married you and let you suffer so much because of me.”

Liang Yueming became increasingly distressed as she spoke, and her voice choked up again.

He Liping hugged her and laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about? So, because of your mother, I can't marry you? Where am I supposed to find such a good wife? I won't do that."

As he spoke, he kissed Liang Yueming's damp cheek.

Liang Yueming shyly pushed him away, took out a pig's trotter from the vegetable basket and was about to go to the side, but was stopped by He Liping.

"I'll do this; you're not used to it. You can help me pick the vegetables."

As he spoke, he took the pig's trotter, found a pair of tweezers, and went outside the kitchen to start plucking the hair in the remaining sunlight.

Watching his retreating figure, Liang Yueming felt even more guilty.

Liang Yueming truly felt that her family had let He Liping down.

Leaving aside how much help they gave to their parents' family when they were doing well, He Liping also specially took out three hundred yuan for the temporary house that their parents' family built for them after they moved back!

But what kind of houses did their families build for them?

The house was simply a makeshift structure built in the open space between the back wall of her house and the wall of the family compound. She had a roof made of tarpaulin and wooden sticks, and then some bricks were placed on top of it.

The room was only a little over two meters wide and three meters long. Once you put in a 1.5-meter bed and two stacked camphor wood chests, there wasn't even room to turn around.

Liang Yueming didn't say anything about these things, after all, space was limited, and her family really didn't have anywhere else to use.

But who builds a house without painting the interior walls?

When they moved in, the floor inside the house was still dirt!

Later, He Liping called on his two cousins ​​to buy lime and cement and work for several more days to finish the flooring and paint the interior walls.

Otherwise, no one could live in that house at all!

Why is her father afraid to mention asking them to move out now?

It's all because when Yu's cousin came to work, he spread the word about it as a joke, and everyone in the alley knew about it.

Her father was, after all, a government official, and he still had to maintain his dignity.

He couldn't kick his son-in-law's family out when they had just spent money to build the house, less than a year ago.

He was afraid his neighbors would talk behind his back!

But Liang Yueming also knew that they wouldn't be able to live in this house for long, and moving out was only a matter of time.

But where can they move to?

Just as Liang Yueming was worrying about the future of his family, a person walked in from the entrance of the tenement.

From a distance, she called out to He Liping, who was squatting by the door, "Liping, are you busy?"

Liang Yueming knew from the voice that it was the woman from the Bai family. She had a daughter named Bai Qian, who had been sent to the countryside and ended up in the same place as her brother-in-law, He Lixuan.

From then on, that person acted as if they had become very close to their family, and would come over from time to time to try and get on their good side.

Liang Yueming knew her husband couldn't handle this kind of person, so she didn't even bother to clean the dishes, just wiped her hands and hurried out to greet them.

"Aunt Bai, you're off work quite early today. Is there something you need?" Liang Yueming greeted her.

Bai Qian's mother, Cheng Lanhua, really had something to discuss with her today.

Seeing Liang Yueming come out, she didn't even bother with pleasantries and walked over to ask, "Yueming, did your brother-in-law tell you about his wedding? Why didn't he invite you, his older brother and sister-in-law, to attend?"

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