Chapter 86: Empty Words, Just Keep It Calm

"..." Sheng Jiahao hadn't expected his mother to say such words. "Moli and I had already agreed to get pregnant this year and give birth next year. We had already been preparing, but we didn't expect the baby to come this soon. We had originally thought it might take a while before the baby arrived."

Sheng Jiahao said that he really did not force Jiang Moli. He loved Jiang Moli so much, how could he force his sweetheart to do something she didn't want to do.

"Oh, right." Teacher Lu then remembered what Jiang Moli and Sheng Jiahao had said before, which she had forgotten. "Time flies so fast. Next year will be the 1990s."

"Yes, next year will be 1990," Sheng Jiahao said confidently. "Moli is a man of her words, and so am I."

If Jiang Moli wanted to wait a little longer, Sheng Jiahao would nod and agree, and wouldn't insist on waiting until then. Sheng Jiahao wasn't in a hurry. Jiang Moli was still young, and Sheng Jiahao was willing to wait.

"That's good, that's good," Teacher Lu said. "As a man, you should respect women more, okay?"

"I know," Sheng Jiahao said. He couldn't possibly disrespect Jasmine. "Jasmine just called their boss and briefly explained the situation. She had some bleeding earlier, and the doctor said it's okay, but she still needs to rest. Jasmine won't go on stage first."

Sheng Jiahao watched Jiang Moli on the phone with her boss. He even wanted to suggest that if Jiang Moli felt uncomfortable speaking up, he would do it. Jiang Moli said she should speak up herself, not Sheng Jiahao. It's not like she has no voice, and she doesn't have to rely on her husband to speak up. Jiang Moli is pregnant, not mute, and she doesn't need to enjoy maternity privileges so early.

"We need to discuss it," Teacher Lu said. "The unit needs to make arrangements."

"Mom, we want to tell you something too," said Sheng Jiahao.

"Okay, okay," Teacher Lu said. "Let Jasmine get some rest. I'll go see her later. Get some rest. Don't worry. Don't worry about anything else. If there's anything, tell me when I get over. I can tell them. I know those people very well."

"Okay, Mom." Sheng Jiahao said.

After Teacher Lu hung up the phone, she was very happy, but she also wondered if Jiang Moli's pregnancy and childbirth at this time would affect Jiang Moli's career. Teacher Lu always admired Jiang Moli, who was very organized in doing things.

"Are you unhappy that your daughter-in-law is pregnant?" asked Sheng's father.

"It's not that I'm unhappy," Teacher Lu said. "I'm still very happy. Aren't you worried about affecting Jasmine?"

"They've already made their decision, which means they know when to have a baby," said Sheng's father. "We don't need to worry so much about them."

"That's what I said," Teacher Lu said, "but I'm a little worried. I still have to go check it out. Jasmine has it tough, too. In our line of work, pregnancy and childbirth take at least a year, and then there's the recovery period. That means less time on stage, and if someone more talented comes along, they'll be replaced."

"Will Jasmine be replaced?" asked Sheng's father.

"Probably not," Teacher Lu said. "As long as Jasmine's figure doesn't get too out of shape, no one else can replace her. She's already the mainstay of the provincial Little Hundred Flowers. After she has a child, she can continue to perform and still do quite well."

"Isn't that enough?" Father Sheng said, "They've already discussed it among themselves. Jasmine should have considered the impact as well. We don't need to worry too much. Don't worry, Jasmine knows. We can't just stop them from having children forever."

"I didn't say they couldn't have children," Teacher Lu said. "Isn't this just a way of expressing how difficult our profession is?"

"You have so many students, how many of them are like Jasmine?" asked Sheng's father.

"Well, there are some who are ambitious, but not as ambitious as this," said Teacher Lu. "Some people get married and have children straight after graduating from school. Some even have children before they reach the age of maturity. They don't even think about developing their careers. Of course, there are still some who just want to work for a while before thinking about getting married and having children."

It's not that Teacher Lu forbids students from marrying and having children early, but rather that they are eager to have children before reaching the legal marriage age. Do those people study opera just to get married? Teacher Lu hopes that they can all sing opera well and develop more.

Some girls said that this was the case in their hometown, and that it was already a great achievement for them to be able to learn to sing opera. They also said that they were not very good to begin with.

Teacher Lu could only think that at least they had a skill, and they could make a living when they returned.

"Pack up your things and go buy some more things before heading to Jasmine's place," Teacher Lu said. "By the way, we also need to tell the eldest and second oldest kids, especially the second oldest, not to make a fuss."

Second Sister Sheng received a call from Teacher Lu, who reminded her to be calm in front of Jasmine.

"Oh, Mom, don't worry, I'm not that unstable." Second Sister Sheng teased, "Moli is your precious daughter. You picked us up from the garbage dump."

Second Sister Sheng truly felt this way. Ever since Sheng Jiahao married Jiang Moli, Teacher Lu had been especially considerate of Jiang Moli. Whenever there was something delicious at home, Teacher Lu would consider whether Jiang Moli could eat it. If she could, she would give it to her first. If Jiang Moli didn't want to eat, Teacher Lu would give it to someone else.

"If you could be like Jasmine, I would love you too," Teacher Lu said. "Jasmine needs to rest first. Don't go see her for the next two days. Wait a few days before going over."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Sister Sheng said, "Whenever you want us to go over, we'll buy some more things."

"You guys decide for yourselves," Teacher Lu said.

After talking to her children, Ms. Lu called someone close to Xiao Baihua. She didn't know what Jiang Moli had said to those people, so she had to talk to them. Jiang Moli hadn't gotten pregnant until now, so Xiao Baihua had to take better care of her.

After arranging all this, Teacher Lu changed his clothes and went out.

Jiang Moli slept soundly in her bed. When she woke up, her mother had already made chicken soup. Jiang's father had retired, and her mother had told him to catch a few more chicks, even dozens. They could catch a few more over time, splitting the time. That way, they could eat the first few and fill in the rest.

The backyard is quite big, so we can raise more chickens. If that’s not enough, we can raise a few in the front yard.

Jiang's mother calculated when Jiang Moli would give birth, and it really had to wait until 1990. The chicken had to be prepared. It couldn't be neglected. Raising chickens takes time. Chickens that are too tender won't work. They have to be raised for a certain number of days. If the chicken is too tough, it will become tender if you stew it for a longer time.

While Niu Cuihua was in confinement, Jiang's mother didn't raise chickens for her. It wasn't easy to raise chickens back then, and Jiang's mother wasn't in the countryside. But Jiang's mother gave her a lot of money, so Niu Cuihua could have easily bought more chickens. Jiang's mother gave her the money, but whether Niu Cuihua bought food herself was her own business, and Jiang's mother had no say in that.

Teacher Lu came over with something, and Jiang Moli was drinking chicken soup in the living room. Jiang's mother gave Jiang Moli both chicken legs and asked her to eat slowly. The TV was turned on, and Jiang Moli ate while watching TV.

"Are these chickens raised at home?" Teacher Lu put down the things.

"Yes, there are still a few big ones left to eat," Jiang's mother said. "Isn't that perfect? ​​I also plan to catch a dozen or twenty chicks first. I'll catch more later."

"It's better to raise chickens at home. Let's raise a few more to nourish Jasmine." Teacher Lu said, "But you have to be careful when nourishing her. Don't overdo it. If you do, the baby will become too big and it will be difficult to give birth."

"I'll keep an eye on it." Jiang's mother nodded. She was an experienced person.

Although Jiang's mother didn't have many delicious foods when she was pregnant, she knew that a baby that large would be difficult to deliver. Jiang's mother had seen other people with overly large bellies before. Some people were prone to obesity, while others had over-supplemented themselves, which resulted in a baby that was too large and difficult to deliver. Jiang's mother also thought that Jiang Moli was so small that she needed to supplement her belly now. She would also have to take Jiang Moli to a prenatal checkup later.

"I'll get it for you." Jiang's mother stood up.

"No, no, give it all to Jasmine." Teacher Lu said.

"Not all of it was given to Jasmine. She didn't get to eat the chicken feet, wings, or necks," Jiang's mother said. "And some of the parts with more bones and less tender meat weren't given to her either. Mother-in-law, please don't despise them."

"I don't mind." Teacher Lu said, "That's the way it should be. Give the delicious food to Jasmine."

Teacher Lu thought Jiang's mother had done a pretty good job. She thought that was how she should take care of her own daughter, without worrying about whether others would think it was bad. If there weren't enough chickens here, she would go find someone to buy them. She had to buy better chickens, not the worst.

Jiang's mother went to serve Teacher Lu some chicken soup, which still had some meat in it. There was no way Jiang's mother would actually let Teacher Lu eat chicken feet, so there was still some chicken soup.

"Simmer fresh food for Jasmine every day. If the food in the refrigerator isn't fresh, don't give it to her," said Teacher Lu. "All fruit must be fresh. It can't be taken out of the refrigerator. If it's in the refrigerator, it must be eaten the same day. Once it's taken out, it's cold and needs to be warmed up. We had a pregnant woman over there who ate food from the refrigerator and became ill. She went to the hospital, but the baby was lost and the mother suffered as well."

"Then get her something fresh." Jiang's mother hadn't thought of this yet.

"Those sweets are very susceptible to bacterial growth if kept in the refrigerator," said Teacher Lu. "Things in the refrigerator also have a shelf life. You can't keep them in the refrigerator and eat them forever. It's okay for us to eat them, but it's not safe for pregnant women. Pregnant women have weaker immune systems, so they need to pay more attention to what they eat. Jasmine also needs some exercise. There might be cars on the road outside, so if you want to take a walk, just walk around in the yard. Keep the yard clean and clear of obstacles. Those chickens and ducks are nothing special; they're not that scary."

Pregnant women are more likely to be afraid of cats and dogs, as these animals are more likely to scare them. Chickens and ducks are simpler and less aggressive. They are also more afraid of people. Even if they are not afraid of people, they will basically fight with each other.

Teacher Lu talked a lot to Jiang's mother, as if Teacher Lu was Jiang Moli's biological mother and Jiang's mother was Jiang Moli's mother-in-law.

Jiang Moli tugged at Sheng Jiahao's sleeve. She heard Teacher Lu say so much and realized that Teacher Lu knew a lot.

"Let them talk, I'll listen too," Sheng Jiahao said. He had never had a child before, so he didn't understand those things. He still needed to listen more and see if there was anything he needed to pay attention to. Sheng Jiahao had to write down those things that needed attention and not forget them.

"Yes, you have to listen." Teacher Lu looked at Sheng Jiahao, "You are Jasmine's husband, you should know more about things. You can't be ignorant. As a man, you have to know how to protect your wife."

"Jiahao did a good job." Jiang's mother said.

"You're doing well. You can do even better." Teacher Lu said, "Mother-in-law, if there's anything you need, let him do it. He's a grown man, so he needs to do more."

"Not bad, not bad." Jiang's mother really thought Sheng Jiahao did a good job.

Jiang Yuqin was also pregnant. Her first child was a daughter, and she had originally planned to have a second child, a son. Jiang Yuqin worked in a private factory, and if it weren't for her sister's in-laws, she would have been fired. The factory's management didn't fire Jiang Yuqin; at most, they reduced her salary and returned it to normal when she returned to work.

It could be said that Jiang Yuqin was lucky. If they really wanted to fire her, there would be nothing she could do. As for the issue of not being able to fire pregnant women, some factories would still do so at this time, but private factories didn't care so much.

Jiang Yuqin wanted to have a son, as her daughter was still young. When Jiang Yuqin became pregnant, she had to take care of her adopted son, her daughter, and Ding Chao. She had too many people to take care of. Ding Chao didn't know how to take good care of Jiang Yuqin, and Jiang Yuqin never asked her husband to take care of her in front of Ding Chao.

"I gave birth to a child last time, so I'm not that delicate. I don't need you to take care of me too much." Jiang Yuqin said this specifically in front of Ding Chao.

Ding Chao cleaned up the dishes briefly. Jiang Yuqin felt that Ding Chao cared about her, so she told Ding Chao not to clean up and she would do it.

"I don't know whether the child this time will be a boy or a girl. It would be best if it's a boy," said Jiang Yuqin.

If she had a boy, Jiang Yuqin thought Ding Chao would like her even more, and the people in the Ding family wouldn't make things difficult for her.

"Everything is fine." Ding Chao said.

"Hongwang is already in elementary school." Jiang Yuqin said, Ding Hongwang is almost ten years old.

It shouldn't matter much if Jiang Yuqin gives birth to another son at this time.

"Yeah." Ding Chao nodded, "We have to rent a new house. If we continue to rent this house, there won't be enough rooms. Hongwang is too big."

Ding Chao also had to ensure Ding Hongwang had a separate room and couldn't keep him crammed in with them. Ding Chao didn't get a promotion, but the factory gave him a raise. The factory leaders expected Ding Chao to take good care of Ding Hongwang. Ding Hongwang was studying at the company's school, and the school even waived some of his tuition, which alleviated the pressure on Ding Chao.

Ding Hongwang's biological father had died a long time ago. Now that he was gone, no one cared about him anymore. No matter how much those people helped Ding Hongwang, that was all they could do. They couldn't help him with anything else.

To demonstrate his brotherly love, Ding Chao always showed concern for Ding Hongwang. Those who didn't know the situation thought Ding Chao was kind, showing such kindness to someone he wasn't related to. Those who knew the situation felt that if Ding Hongwang's biological father were still alive, Ding Hongwang wouldn't necessarily be living a worse life than he is now. Ding Hongwang's biological father was also an employee at the factory.

"Rent a house?" Jiang Yuqin looked at Ding Chao.

"Yes, rent a room." Ding Chao said, "You're pregnant again and our daughter has to grow up. We need another room anyway."

"Can your unit allocate housing?" Jiang Yuqin asked.

"Business hasn't been particularly good in recent years, so the factory hasn't shown any interest in building new houses or distributing them," Ding Chao said. "Many newlyweds at the factory don't have houses, and even couples with children don't have homes either. Many people have no choice but to rent somewhere else; they can't just keep waiting for the factory to distribute housing."

"Can't your factory leaders take a little more care of you? Hongwang's biological father was originally an employee of the factory." Jiang Yuqin said, "Hongwang's biological father even sacrificed his life. The factory should take better care of Hongwang and let us get the house first."

"You're pregnant, which is an extra birth." Ding Chao didn't explain his own reasons, but instead turned to Jiang Yuqin. "If someone reports me, I might even lose my job. It's because we're raising Hongwang that the bosses aren't saying much. And you, stop staring at the factory housing. Even if the factory doesn't allocate housing to us, it doesn't mean we're left without a place to live."

"..." Jiang Yuqin wanted to say more, but was stopped by Ding Chao.

"Just take care of it and I'll go find a house," Ding Chao said. "Let's find one nearby."

Ding Chao thought they knew a lot of people here and had lived here for years, so it was best not to move elsewhere. The rent here wasn't expensive, and moving somewhere else wouldn't be worth it, with the added rent and all the other things that come with it.

"You can find a house anywhere, but if there is one more room, the rent will definitely be higher." Jiang Yuqin said.

"There's nothing we can do about it. When children grow up, they just need a room," Ding Chao said. "Don't worry about it. The rent will be paid for."

Jiang Yuqin was a bit troubled. The last time she gave birth, she didn't even have enough money for milk powder after the baby was born, so she had to borrow money from everywhere. Jiang Yuqin didn't want to borrow money all the time because it would make people look down on her and make people unwilling to lend her money. Jiang Yuqin thought that if she gave birth to a son this time, she would definitely give the child more milk powder, and it would be better if her own milk supply was more abundant. That way, she could buy less milk powder and the child would not go hungry.

Miao Guifeng and her husband were looking for a house. They had four children, and if they brought their country daughters to the city, they wouldn't be able to live in one room. Miao Guifeng had no plans to move out. She had thought about it: after a while, when her country daughters were a little older, she would let them live in the room at the Yang family's house, while Miao Guifeng and her husband lived outside.

Miao Guifeng chose to buy a house now because she thought it would be cheaper. Waiting until later, when housing prices go up, would be a problem. You know, in the 1990s, prices were rising rapidly. While wages did increase, it was still best to buy a house early.

When Lu Dongxiang learned that Miao Guifeng and his wife were going to buy a house, she wanted them to move out completely, even if she had to give Miao Guifeng some money.

"Ask your brother. We'll give him some money and he'll sell us his room," Lu Dongxiang said. "They won't have to live here again."

In the room, Lu Dongxiang and Yang Bingliang spoke in a low voice, fearing that Miao Guifeng would hear them too quickly.

"Give money?" Yang Bingliang was surprised.

"Yes, if you don't give her money, will your sister-in-law be willing to move out?" Lu Dongxiang asked, "Don't forget, she has so many children. If she lets them live here, we won't be able to do anything to her. You can ask them. They may not have enough money to buy a house."

"I'm afraid it's difficult..." Yang Bingliang said bluntly, "Brother now listens to his eldest sister-in-law. No matter what we say, it won't work. They'll occupy that room even if they don't live in it."

"Let's try it first and talk about it. What if it works?" Lu Dongxiang really didn't want to live under the same roof with Miao Guifeng, nor did she want Miao Guifeng to come over all the time in the future.

When Lu Dongxiang saw Miao Guifeng, her eyelids twitched and she was afraid that Miao Guifeng would pick up a kitchen knife and rush towards her. Lu Dongxiang thought that she had done nothing wrong to Miao Guifeng. They all married into the Yang family, and it was not her fault that the Yang family treated her well.

"If it's possible, we'll sign a document and ask them to move their household registration out," Lu Dongxiang said. "We'll get this done as soon as possible."

"I can only talk about it for now, I don't think it will work." Yang Bingliang said.

"If it's not possible, then it's not possible. How do you know it's not possible if you don't tell me?" Lu Dongxiang said, "It's best to ask them to move out and not live here anymore."

Yang Bingliang didn't dare to look for Yang Bingrong at home, so he just waited for Yang Bingrong at the intersection. When Miao Guifeng was around, Yang Bingliang didn't dare to talk to Yang Bingrong, and only when Miao Guifeng was not around did Yang Bingliang dare to talk to her.

At the corner of the street, Yang Bingliang pulled Yang Bingrong aside.

"Brother, do you have enough money to buy a house?" Yang Bingliang asked.

"It's not enough, it's almost there." Yang Bingrong said. He looked at his brother. Did his brother want to lend him money? Yang Bingrong had some hope. He hoped his brother could lend him money.

"Have you ever thought about selling the room you're living in now?" Yang Bingliang said, "We'll buy you a room."

"..." Yang Bingrong felt a little disappointed. He had originally thought that his brother had suddenly come to his senses and wanted to lend him money. Yang Bingrong had lent money to Yang Bingliang many times before, but Yang Bingliang had never paid him back, and Yang Bingrong had never taken it to heart.

"Brother, have a good talk with my sister-in-law," Yang Bingliang said. "You two want to buy a house, but you don't have enough money. If you sell the house, you'll have plenty of money. That'll be enough to buy a house, and you'll be able to live more comfortably."

“…” Yang Bingrong still didn’t speak.

"Brother, let's be honest, with so many of you children, one small room simply can't accommodate all of you." Yang Bingliang said, "Your nephew is growing up now, and he needs a room too. If he hadn't grown up, we wouldn't have thought of buying your room."

"I'll go back and ask your sister-in-law." Yang Bingrong said.

"Brother, don't tell us it was us who said that," Yang Bingliang said. "You two should discuss it first. It's best to come up with a suitable price. Then, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, just sell it to us."

"Let me ask first." Yang Bingrong said.

In the evening, when Miao Guifeng and his wife were selling roasted sweet potatoes outside, Yang Bingrong asked Miao Guifeng when there were no customers.

"We still lack the money to buy a house, so we might as well sell the room we live in now," said Yang Bingrong.

"It must be your brother and sister-in-law's idea." Miao Guifeng knew who came up with the bad idea as soon as she heard it.

"..." Yang Bingrong didn't expect his wife to think of Yang Bingliang and his wife so quickly. "We're short of money after selling the house, and their child is growing up, so we're thinking of buying a room for the child to live in."

"Tell them, forget it," Miao Guifeng said. "I won't sell this room, not for the rest of my life."

"Aren't we going to buy a house? We're still short of money..."

"I won't sell it even if I need money. Even if I have to borrow money from the bank, I won't sell it!" said Miao Guifeng.

"The bank's interest rate is very high." Yang Bingrong said.

"Wouldn't you go and borrow money from your friends?" Miao Guifeng asked, "Lend it to them for a year or two, and we'll pay them back later."

"This...is not a good idea." Yang Bingrong said.

"You just want to sell the house to your brother, right? Let me tell you, it's impossible, not in this lifetime!" Miao Guifeng said firmly.

Miao Guifeng bought a house with the intention of buying one that could be demolished. Only then could they share more money in the future. She couldn't give up the original room. She just couldn't let Lu Dongxiang and the others be happy. She had to stay here.

"Yang Bingrong, you're not a man yet. You're a father now. Think more about your children and stop worrying about your brother. Is your brother your son? Can he provide for you in your old age?" Miao Guifeng asked. "You're always thinking about him, but will he ever think about you?"

"That's my brother..."

"Don't say that. I feel uncomfortable when I hear you say that." Miao Guifeng said, "I've been with you for so many years, and you don't know how to think more about me and the children. Your brother knows how to think about his wife and children. I think he is much better than you."

"I……"

"You're just not as good as your brother," Miao Guifeng said. "Your brother is so smart. He owed money and asked you to pay it back. He got married but he didn't pay you back, and your sister-in-law doesn't acknowledge the pre-marital debts. You're so stupid, a big fool. Your brother wanted to buy our house, but you didn't know how to refuse directly, and you still had the nerve to tell me."

"The house is still under my parents' name," Yang Bingrong said. "We just have a piece of paperwork."

"A written document is enough," Miao Guifeng said. "If your parents change their minds, that won't work. This is a family division, and it's meant to be divided among us."

"It's just a room..."

"Is it just a matter of one room?" Miao Guifeng didn't think so. It was a matter of a lot of money. "We need to buy a house, but we can't sell that one room. We can't afford a big house, so let's buy a smaller one, maybe one with two bedrooms. If that doesn't work, a one-bedroom will do."

Miao Guifeng just had to buy a house, she had no choice but to buy one.

At this time, Miao Guifeng would be particularly envious of Niu Cuihua, who was living in their own house so quickly. The house Niu Cuihua bought was also going to be demolished in the future. Miao Guifeng wanted Jiang's parents to sell their house at a low price, but they would neither rent nor sell it to them. Miao Guifeng even encouraged Niu Cuihua to ask Jiang's parents to sell the house, but Niu Cuihua scolded Miao Guifeng.

Niu Cuihua thought it was fine for Jiang's father and mother to continue collecting rent, as they didn't have to sell the house. The house belonged to Jiang's father and would be given to Jiang Moli in the future, so Niu Cuihua didn't want to get involved.

The relationship between Niu Cuihua and Miao Guifeng is not that good, it can only be said to be ordinary. When Niu Cuihua heard Miao Guifeng say those words, she would think more about it. She always felt that Miao Guifeng was a little strange, and she didn't think Miao Guifeng was thinking about her.

In the evening, Niu Cuihua sat with her mother watching TV. One of their two children was practicing the piano, and the other was doing homework.

"Is Miao Guifeng really going to buy a house?" asked Niu's mother.

"She's looking at houses now. I think she's really going to buy one," Niu Cuihua said. "She doesn't have that much money. It depends on whether others are willing to sell it to her at a low price. She still has to borrow some money. She asked me a few days ago if I could lend her some money. I said no, because we still owe money to others. How could we possibly pay her back? We still owe my younger sister over a thousand yuan, and that's how much she's paid back."

Niu Cuihua thought to herself that she wasn't stupid. If she didn't owe anyone money, she would have lent it to Miao Guifeng. The problem was that her family still owed so much money, so it was impossible for her to lend money to Miao Guifeng. She didn't have a close relationship with Miao Guifeng, so she didn't know why Miao Guifeng had the nerve to ask her for money.

Some of Miao Guifeng's thoughts were still stuck in her previous life. She had a good relationship with Niu Cuihua in her previous life, so she thought of asking Niu Cuihua to borrow money to give it a try.

"My elder brother and his wife opened a shop and they still live in the shop. They didn't rent a house. Isn't it because they are poor?" Niu Cuihua said.

Niu and his wife had made some money, but they were reluctant to rent a house. They had several children in the countryside, and all of their education required money. If they saved a little in the city, their children would have a better life in the country. Niu and his wife also wanted to save more money so that they could buy a house in the city and bring their children back home. A little hardship for them wouldn't be a big deal.

Sometimes when Niu Cuihua was short of money, she would ask her brother and sister-in-law for some money, and when she was able to make ends meet, she would immediately pay it back. Niu Cuihua didn't want to ask Jiang Moli and her husband for money. She already owed them a lot of money, and it would be a shame to ask them for money.

In the past, Niu Cuihua always said that her family was good, and since her family had come to Nancheng, she should rely more on them and not always rely on her husband's family. Her husband's family had done so much for them, and Niu Cuihua thought she should be content.

"Our family is so poor, and we need to spend money on so many things," Niu Cuihua said. "If we really lend money to Miao Guifeng, she won't pay it back so quickly. She has two daughters who were sent to her mother's house, and we will have to take them back in the future. We have two children, and they will cost a lot of money."

"Jiaojiao is learning the guzheng," said Niu's mother.

"Jiaojiao has learned almost enough. She only needs a few more years of study and she'll be fine," Niu Cuihua said. "In the future, it doesn't matter whether Jiaojiao goes to high school or technical secondary school. There are so many children learning the guzheng now, and the teachers are making a lot of money."

Niu Cuihua thought it was no wonder that Jiang's mother and her friends had insisted that Jiaojiao learn a craft. They were right. Jiaojiao had learned the guzheng, which meant she had one more path. If Jiaojiao hadn't learned the guzheng, she would have had even fewer options.

"Jiaojiao's grades..."

"Too bad." Niu Cuihua kneaded her eyebrows. "I had hoped her grades would be better, but with her current grades... it would be good if she could go to a technical secondary school. Her father and I don't have high expectations for her. As long as she can earn money to support herself, that's enough. Mom, you should stay with me until my eldest brother and his wife buy a house. They still live in the store now."

Mother Niu did think that it was not good to always live with Niu Cuihua, but she made tofu with Niu Cuihua, so it would be much better for her to live here.

After Miao Guifeng and her husband sold the roasted sweet potatoes, they returned home. Miao Guifeng said something directly in the living room. She didn't care whether those people were in the room or not. She had to say it.

"This room is ours. We have the written agreement. Don't even think about kicking us out."

"You still want to buy our house? Are you really going to buy it? You're clearly trying to rob us."

"Yang Bingliang, you still haven't paid back the money you owed us before we got married. And you're still buying a house. When the time comes, are you going to write us an IOU and refuse to pay for the house?"

"What a dreamer! He wants everything and isn't afraid of his hands getting rotten."

"What a black-hearted thing, what a piece of shit."

…

Yang Bingliang and his wife were both in the room. They did not leave the living room after hearing this.

"I told you, my brother and sister-in-law will never sell the house." Yang Bingliang said in a low voice.

"If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it." Lu Dongxiang said, "It's not that we won't pay. We will pay you. Look at you, my sister-in-law. You keep saying that we won't pay you. She hasn't even sold it yet, so how can we pay her?"

Of course, Lu Dongxiang wanted to refuse to pay, but Miao Guifeng would not let them. Lu Dongxiang was very troubled when she thought about having to live under the eaves of Miao Guifeng in the future. Lu Dongxiang sometimes dreamed in the middle of the night that Miao Guifeng was standing next to her with a kitchen knife, and Lu Dongxiang woke up immediately.

"Whenever there's even a little thing, you start making a scene, often grabbing a kitchen knife." Lu Dongxiang said, "If you hadn't tricked me into marrying you, I definitely wouldn't have married you."

"Speak softly." Yang Bingliang said.

"Turn off the lights." Lu Dongxiang said, "Turn off the lights, and she will stop talking soon."

Lu Dongxiangzhi could think of Miao Guifeng and ask her to say less, because not only they needed to rest, but the neighbors around them also needed to rest.

The people who rented the Jiang family's house had heard Miao Guifeng say those unpleasant things many times, but they didn't care much. As long as Miao Guifeng didn't bother them to rest, it was fine. If Miao Guifeng disturbed them to rest, they would say a few words, but their words were useless. Miao Guifeng would only say: If you have the ability, don't live here and rent another house.

Miao Guifeng would look down on these people from the bottom of her heart, thinking that they were renting a house. If they were renting a house, they should just keep quiet and spend more money to rent a better house.

This also led to Miao Guifeng's bad relationship with those who came to rent the house. There were too few people who had a good relationship with Miao Guifeng. Miao Guifeng didn't care whether others had a good relationship with her or not. She didn't think she needed those people, and those people couldn't help her. She still had to work harder on her own.

Two days later, Niu Cuihua and her husband learned that Jiang Moli was pregnant. They immediately caught two chickens from their own family and sent them to Jiang Moli to eat. Niu Cuihua and her husband did not bring their child with them; they went there alone. The child was quite naughty, and Niu Cuihua was worried that the child would not be able to handle the situation properly.

"It was hot a while ago, but it's been cooler these days." Niu Cuihua looked at Jiang Moli, whose face was still rosy. "Moli, you still have to keep warm and don't catch a cold. We don't have anything good to give you, so we'll just give you two chickens that we raised ourselves."

"The chickens you raise are good and very big." Jiang Moli said.

"We originally wanted to send them one by one, but it takes time to get here, and we have other things to do, so we just caught both chickens." Niu Cuihua said, "You can put the chickens in the chicken coop and feed them for two days."

"Thank you very much." Jiang Moli gestured to Niu Cuihua to eat the fruit.

"We should be the ones thanking you. You lent us so much money. The interest on that money is enough for you to buy chickens. We are the ones who got the better deal." Niu Cuihua always remembered this and could not forget the kindness of Jiang Moli and her husband.

When Niu Cuihua and her husband returned, Jiang's mother picked some vegetables for them to take home. Besides Niu Cuihua and her husband, Second Sister Sheng and her friends also came to see Jiang Moli. Jiang Moli figured she was just pregnant, and it wasn't a big deal. It didn't matter if they came to see her or not, or even if they waited until she gave birth before coming.

After Jiang Moli became pregnant, she still had to go to work, but she estimated that she would spend less time there. Only after she gave birth would Jiang Moli be able to spend more time at work.

After the news of Jiang Moli's pregnancy spread, some people were surprised, while others felt that it was almost time.

When Ma Yuwen, who was far away in the local theater troupe, heard the news of Jiang Moli's pregnancy, she was surprised for a moment, but then she thought Jiang Moli was really brave enough to get pregnant and have a child at this time. You have to know that Jiang Moli's career is booming. If it were Ma Yuwen, she would not choose to have a child at this time and would wait a year or two. After a year or two, her career would be more stable, and Jiang Moli could have a child at that time. Jiang Moli is not old.

Ma Yuwen was older than Jiang Moli and hadn't even married or had children yet. After being transferred back to the local theater troupe, she didn't consider marriage and childbirth soon. She only wanted to play major roles and perform on stage. Ma Yuwen's family urged her to do this, but she braved the pressure to prioritize her career.

Many people did not understand what Ma Yuwen did, and they felt that there was no need for her to be so persistent.

"Are you really not going on a blind date?" a colleague asked Ma Yuwen. "You're not young anymore, it's time to find a partner. If you continue to sing opera, it's just that, just singing in our local drama troupe. You're not even a provincial flower anymore."