Chapter 94 Is Your Face Made of Donkey Skin?

Jiang Yeming laughed and awkwardly touched his nose.

"Mother, please don't make fun of me. I was ignorant before. I thought you would always go along with me and think of me in everything. But I never thought of you and did a lot of hurtful things."

He lowered his head and rubbed the corner of his clothes. "It's my fault for being unfilial and making my mother sad."

"..." Song Chunxue felt a powerful aura rush into her nasal cavity, and the soreness almost brought tears to her eyes.

She subconsciously turned her face away, took a deep breath, and pinched her nose.

"My goodness, I never expected you to have such awareness." Song Chunxue smiled and patted his shoulder, then turned around and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

"Alright, alright, since we've gone this far, how could I not give you face?"

“Go ahead, look after the kids, and keep your mother-in-law company. Otherwise, she’ll say I’m arrogant and you’ll have to beg and plead before she’ll even talk to me.” She sniffed. “I’ll be out in a bit. I can handle entertaining people.”

In the past, in order not to offend anyone, she treated everyone who came into her home as a guest.

Because they lived in a separate house, while other families would visit relatives every day during holidays, the Jiang family's house was deserted.

Therefore, even if she doesn't like someone visiting her home, she still tries to treat them well.

She couldn't let the children think that she, as their mother, didn't get along with anyone and that no one wanted to enter the Jiang family.

Of course, she secretly chased away those who thought she was a widow and wanted to take advantage of her.

The reason why Li Guangzheng didn't take it seriously before was that he was at least somewhat sensible at the beginning.

It's also her fault for being careless. She thought that since Li Guangzheng was so ugly, no one would think she would be interested in that kind of man, right?

In addition, she was usually so busy that she didn't have time to listen to gossip, and she didn't know that Li Guangzheng would talk about her like that behind her back during his occasional visits.

Ha, how much she cared about other people's opinions before, that she actually treated a sleazy guy like Li Guangzheng as a rare guest.

Now, even though not a single insect has entered the Jiang family's gate in the past ten years, she doesn't care.

After composing herself, she brought a plate of yellow rice cakes into the thatched kiln.

"My mother-in-law is here! That's a rare treat."

Song Chunxue placed the plate in front of her. "I have too much work to do in the fields, and my wife is at home. Anyway, your Afeng thinks I'm in the way, so I'm going to do some work."

Watching the ever-changing expressions on Chen Feng's mother's face, Song Chunxue remained calm and composed.

"I just didn't expect that old woman to leave so early. Your Ah Feng is also very promising; she gave birth to a boy."

"Mother-in-law, try my rice and flour buns first. They're not very good, but you can eat them while I'm cooking." Want some of her fried dough sticks? No way!

Chen's mother smiled and said, "Yes, you do all the work in the fields by yourself. Without a man to help you, it's more stressful than for most people."

“A few days ago, my daughter Ah Feng upset her mother-in-law. I hope you won’t take it to heart. She was very wild when she was young, and it’s hard to change her now.”

As she spoke, Chen's mother glanced at the yellow steamed bun with displeasure, "Today, Ah Feng gave birth, so I'll probably have to trouble you to cook. The eldest son's cooking can't compare to his mother-in-law's."

As she spoke, she stood up with a smile, "It's not easy to cook for so many people, let me start the fire for you."

Song Chunxue laughed, "No need, the fourth brother is back from herding sheep, he can light the fire for me. My mother-in-law should just keep her daughter company and chat, it's a rare occasion for her to come all this way."

“Alright,” Chen’s mother turned to look at her daughter. “I heard she was calling out all day yesterday, and she fell asleep as soon as the baby was born this morning. I’m worried she might wake up later.”

"Yes, you just need to look after the child. Cooking is simple. I've been cooking for many years. Although it may not taste very good, it can't be undercooked."

As she spoke, Song Chunxue lifted the curtain and walked out, saying, "Mother-in-law, please wait here. The food will be ready soon."

Without waiting for a reply, Song Chunxue left the thatched kiln.

Jiang Hongying and Lao Si were both standing in the kitchen. When they saw her come in, their expressions were a little strange.

"What are you doing? If you want to help, hurry up. What are you staring at me for?" Song Chunxue said as she continued kneading the dough.

Jiang Hongying suppressed a laugh, "I just felt that, judging from Mother's expression just now, you were very likely to quit and kick people out. I didn't expect that a few words from you would calm Mother down."

Song Chunxue glared at her, "If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles. You're getting bolder and bolder when you talk to me now. Don't go looking for a scolding."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. I'll just make two potato and minced meat soups."

"Where's Xiujuan? Go watch the baby, don't get in the way."

"Xiujuan is playing alone in the north room," the fourth brother said, looking at Jiang Hongying. "Sister, go check on the child. Mother has needles and scissors in her room, so keep an eye on things. It's not like I don't know how to start a fire."

"Then I'll bring the child over, I want to chat."

Song Chunxue was both amused and exasperated, knowing that she was just curious about what the boss had just told her.

Although the noodles with minced meat sauce are delicious, they are also time-consuming and laborious to make.

More than an hour later, the fragrant noodles with meat sauce were ready.

The fourth brother arrived at the entrance of the thatched kiln, lifted the curtain, and said, "Auntie, eldest brother, dinner is ready."

Jiang Yeming was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), looking curiously at the sleeping child.

Being a father for the first time, looking at your own flesh and blood, always brings a strange feeling.

Looking at the silly-looking Jiang Yeming, Chen's mother said irritably, "Go eat, I'm starving. Go to the kitchen and get a bowl of rice for Afeng before you go to sleep."

"Okay." Jiang Yeming moved the child's fingers, a smile on his face, and left reluctantly.

Chen Feng had a cloth wrapped around her forehead and her eyes were closed. She only opened her eyes after they left.

*

With guests present and a large family, Song Chunxue stayed in the kitchen downstairs.

Chen's mother ate with her eldest and fourth sons, as well as Jiang Hongying and her daughter.

Seeing Jiang Hongying's large pregnant belly, Chen's mother's expression was quite complex.

"I heard from Ah Feng that you are two months younger than her. Your husband's family lives so far away. Why aren't you going back? Are you planning to give birth at your parents' home?"

Chen's mother scooped up the long noodles, the red earrings on her ears swaying back and forth. Her eyes couldn't hide anything, and being stared at by those eyes made one very uncomfortable.

"How could that be? I just want to stay home a little longer. My husband will come to pick us up in a few days."

Jiang Hongying cursed inwardly, thinking that this person was far more despicable than Li Dazui.

"That's good. Otherwise, your family would suffer if you gave birth at your parents' home." Chen's mother said while eating. "If your mother takes care of you during your postpartum period, and she doesn't take care of her daughter-in-law during her postpartum period, people will laugh at you."

Just as Jiang Hongying was about to say something, she heard the fourth brother cough twice.

"What's so laughable about it? My sister-in-law was in such a hurry to separate the family before, wasn't it just to sever ties with my mother? Now she wants my mother to take care of her during her postpartum period?"

The fourth brother stood up with his bowl in hand and said irritably, "Besides, my sister-in-law doesn't like my mother either. She never gives her a kind look and even makes my mother take care of her during her postpartum period. My eldest brother isn't comfortable with that either."

Chen's mother became anxious, "We can't let a man take care of her during her postpartum period, can we? He still has to build a house, he can't manage it all."

"Then the concubine can serve the eldest sister-in-law. You are her own mother. Didn't you come here today to serve the eldest sister-in-law during her postpartum period?" The fourth brother stood at the door and laughed loudly. "You wouldn't be instructing my mother to serve your daughter during her postpartum period, would you? Is your face made of donkey skin?"