Chapter 12

From beginning to end, Jiang Huanming's face was livid.

Meng Jinyu was anxious, and when she saw Youyou coming out, she became more impatient. This jinx always made her embarrassed.

"Don't go to grandma's house. The adults have important things to do." She looked cold and didn't even bother to pretend.

The little dumpling’s chubby face puffed up.

Youyou can't be thrown away!

Youyou's mouth corners curled down, and she took small steps and walked carefully to Jiang Huanming.

The child had just woken up, with soft hair drooping on his head, chubby little face, watery eyes full of timidity, and fan-like eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyelids.

She mustered up the courage to act coquettishly: "Dad..."

The milky voice was soft and pleading.

Jiang Huanming lowered his eyes and saw his daughter gently clutching the corner of his clothes.

Her little hand felt uneasy and she hesitated whether to take it back, looking pitiful.

"Then let's go together." Jiang Huanming said.

Meng Jinyu's expression changed, but she didn't show it.

After a while, the couple went out with their little girl.

Along the way, they met many villagers.

To them, Jiang Huanming, who worked in the city, was a rare visitor. Every time he came back, everyone was extremely curious.

Jiang Huanming usually enjoys it, but today, seeing these simple smiling faces, he feels unmotivated.

The villagers were met with a cold shoulder and looked at each other in bewilderment. They looked unhappy when they passed by each other.

What’s so great about that? His nostrils are so high that they reach the sky!

Jiang Huanming walked forward and said in a deep voice, "I don't really need a bicycle. It's impossible for us to save so much money after more than ten years of marriage. But you can't lie to me, right? You can tell any lie to make me happy? What's more, I was only happy for a few days? Now all the workers in the supply and marketing cooperative think I'm a joke, are you so proud?"

"Huanming, that's not what I meant. How could you think of me like that?" Meng Jinyu's speech became much faster.

"Yes, that's not what you meant." Jiang Huanming sneered, "You are just born stupid, ignorant of the overall situation, and have no sense of the overall situation. I was right about you."

Meng Jinyu lowered her eyes.

In this family, no one paid attention to her and thought she was a bad person.

In the village, everyone looked down on her, and the instigator of all this was Youyou.

But fortunately, Jiang Huanming is the person with the most say in this family. As long as she can control him, she has not lost.

"Huanming, what I did before was indeed despised by others, and it's understandable that you don't want to give me a chance. But now, I must prove myself to you. If the money is not in my mother's house, it's not too late for you to blame me, okay?" Meng Jinyu said with red eyes, aggrieved, "I can definitely buy you a new 28-bar."

Youyou was originally not interested in the content of the adults' conversation.

But she couldn't close her ears, and what they said was blown into her little ears by the wind.

Born stupid, ignorant, without a sense of the overall situation, and looked down upon...

The contemptuous tone of dad and stepmother even included insults to Youyou's biological mom!

Little Tuanzi would not allow his own mother to be scolded.

She wants to fight back!

Youyou's face suddenly turned stern, her feet nailed to the ground, and she didn't move.

Jiang Huanming was not a heartless man. Seeing Meng Jinyu's tears in her eyes, his mind moved slightly.

But when he glanced at her, he saw his daughter standing behind him, unwilling to leave.

Under the bright sunshine, the tiny Youyou stood there, like a little warrior who hated evil.

Meng Jinyu was impatient with her, her brows were so furrowed that they could almost kill a fly: "What's wrong with you?"

What are you doing again?

The two adults looked at Youyou's small figure.

The little girl's mouth turned down, and her white and tender arms stretched out: "My feet are tired, hug me."

Meng Jinyu's face suddenly turned dark.

She doesn't want to bother with this child. He is not a city kid, so why should he be so pampered?

However, this child was so tactless that she actually asked her father for a hug.

"Daddy, I want a hug..."

Meng Jinyu looked at the straight Dacron shirt on Jiang Huanming.

What if the baby gets crumpled while being held?

"Mom will hold you--" Meng Jinyu looked at Jiang Huanming nervously and quickly picked up Youyou.

You don’t know how heavy this child is until you hold him.

When she stood up, she was almost crushed.

Meng Jinyu's parents' home is in Xiangyu Village, not far from Fenglin Village, but it is still several kilometers away on foot and involves a rugged mountain road.

Jiang Huanming walked in front with an expressionless face, like a big boss.

Meng Jinyu was carrying a baby and was panting every time she took a step forward.

The chubby baby hung his hands on Meng Jinyu's shoulders and swung his little feet leisurely.

This made her body's center of gravity even more unstable as she walked.

Meng Jinyu couldn't help but glare at her and lowered her voice: "If you continue like this, get out of here and walk by yourself!"

Unexpectedly, Youyou opened her eyes wide, looked at her aggrievedly, and was about to cry out loud.

Meng Jinyu quickly glanced at Jiang Huanming's back and hurriedly covered her mouth: "Hold me, hold me, hold me, I beg you, don't cry."

Half a minute later, the little girl's tears stopped and her little feet swung even more happily.

Meng Jinyu no longer dared to complain. She just wanted to serve this little ancestor quickly, so she took a step and walked forward quickly.

She was out of breath and her lower back ached terribly, she was so miserable that she almost couldn't even cry.

By the time I finally arrived at her parents' home, I was almost half dead!

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Meng Jinyu's parents' home is at the end of Xiangyu Village.

Jiang Huanming stood outside the door, with his hands behind his back in disdain, like a rich son-in-law who couldn't afford to come to such a poor place. He was unwilling to even reach out and knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock--" Meng Jinyu caught her breath and raised her hand to knock on the door.

Youyou raised her little face and observed this place.

She didn't go to her grandma's house very often, but every time she went, her uncle was never at home and her grandma was alone and lonely.

"Who is it?" Accompanied by the sound of "click, click" footsteps, the door was opened with a "swish".

The room was pitch black and smelled musty. Old Mrs. Li was hunched over, looking at them with difficulty against the light.

When she saw this, she was stunned.

"Mom." Meng Jinyu shouted.

"Why are you here?" Mrs. Li came back to her senses and said to Jiang Huanming, "Come in and sit down quickly."

Little Dumpling took a deep breath, rubbed his hands and went into the house.

The room was quiet.

With yellow mud walls and torn straw curtains, the condition of my grandmother's house has always been not very good and it is notoriously poor in the village.

Jiang Huanming didn't say anything and went straight into the house.

He has always looked down on this family.

Meng Jinyu's family was not easy to deal with. The two of them had agreed on a time to get their marriage certificate, but they suddenly asked a matchmaker to increase the betrothal gift.

Jiang Huanming has had no contact with their family over the years. If it weren't for the money to buy a bicycle, he wouldn't have come to this place.

But, can this money really be got back?

I'm afraid Meng Jinyu took it to her parents' home and never came back.

Jiang Huanming found a wooden stool and sat down. Immediately afterwards, Xiaotuanzi also dragged over the small stool and sat down beside him obediently.

"Is there something you guys here for?" Grandma sat in front of Jiang Huanming with a flattering smile, but her hands were tightly clasped and she looked embarrassed.

Jiang Huanming gave her a cold look.

Meng Jinyu hurriedly said, "Mom, let's go in and talk."

When the stepmother pulled grandma into the inner room, Youyou quickly pricked up her ears to listen.

The sound coming from the room was very small, just rustling. It was obvious that they were speaking in low voices, and no one knew what they were discussing.

She wanted to go over and take a look, but met Jiang Huanming's eyes.

Little Dumpling sighed silently, not knowing what his father was capable of.

At this time, the sound coming from the inner room became louder and louder.

There seemed to be an argument.

Youyou blinked her bright eyes.

As the person who gave birth to and raised the stepmother, grandma should be able to tell at a glance that the stepmother is a fake, right?

Youyou is really looking forward to her grandma exposing her true face.