Chapter 9

Meng Jinyu and Jiang Huanming walked outside the supply and marketing cooperative and talked for a while.

"Why are you here?"

"You've been at work for quite some time. The children miss you, and I miss you too."

Jiang Huanming's heart seemed to be hit hard.

"Huanming, let's live a good life from now on, okay?"

In the future, her husband would go into business in the golden 1980s and become the first supermarket owner in the city.

After that, the supermarkets became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more chain stores, reaching the peak of his life.

Those children who had no blood relationship with her made many contributions to the family, while the children she gave birth to had no worries about food and clothing throughout their lives.

In later generations, she took good care of herself, had a happy and harmonious family life, and was rich and had status. Who would not envy her when seeing her?

For all this, no matter how hard it tries, it's worth it.

Before leaving, Meng Jinyu said hello to Jiang Huanming's co-workers.

Everyone cheered and asked Jiang Huanming to buy her some delicious food and clothes at the counter.

Meng Jinyu smiled and said, "Let's buy a can of malted milk and take it back for the children to drink. There's no need for skirts. Huanming always buys me skirts whenever he has tickets. I have too many to wear."

After a long time, Jiang Huanming couldn't help feeling guilty as he looked at Meng Jinyu's slender figure as she turned and left.

In the past, he would buy Dacron for himself without blinking an eye, but he never thought of buying nice clothes for her, and even thought it was a waste to buy them for her.

But it turned out that she knew everything in her heart, and she still chose to be tolerant and save his face.

She has given so much for her children and for him.

At this moment, Jiang Huanming remembered the news that his leader had told him during the meeting.

The leader said that the commune had opened a new supply and marketing cooperative and needed manpower.

If I am transferred back, I will be able to go home more often in the future.

…

As soon as Meng Jinyu returned home with the malted milk, she immediately pulled Shanshan into the inner room and closed the door tightly: "How is Shanshan's practice going? Can you speak now?"

She remembered that Shanshan could speak when she grew up.

And in the future, this child will show amazing talents in all aspects and will be very smart.

“Ah—ah—” Shanshan sat upright and pronounced the words seriously.

Meng Jinyu was very patient, speaking each word by word: "Youyou-you-you-you-"

Shanshan swallowed his saliva and continued practicing for a long time. When Meng Jinyu was about to doze off, he accidentally pronounced the word "柚".

"You learned it! Shanshan can speak now!" Meng Jinyu hugged Shanshan tightly with surprise, "You really can speak!"

Shanshan was completely confused.

He actually uttered this syllable!

Meng Jinyu knew that it would succeed, but she didn't expect that this moment would come so soon. She was overjoyed and praised Jiang Shan a lot, saying that he was the smartest child.

"Mom will reward you with malted milk!"

Malted milk was sweet and mellow. Jiang Shan took a sip and licked his lips.

So delicious.

Meng Jinyu rubbed his head: "Shanshan, practice well, you will get better and better. When the time comes, when mom calls you to speak, you can call the third sister's name and give her a surprise, okay?"

She had never given birth to a child, so she didn't know whether a child of this age could understand what she said, so she had to emphasize it repeatedly and try more.

In the end, Meng Jinyu was completely relieved when she realized that the little one would speak obediently as long as she nodded.

Next, just wait for an opportunity.

…

In the next few days, Meng Jinyu kept teaching Jiang Shan to speak, but she only taught him Youyou's name.

The children were given a lot of malted milk to drink, but Youyou didn’t get any.

Fortunately, Youyou is doing well because she can eat an egg early every morning.

At this moment, Youyou used a spoon to cut half of the steamed egg, ate a small half, and said, "Save it for my older brothers and sisters and my younger brother."

"But it's not enough. This is what I saved for you." Meng Jinyu took the spoon and fed it to Youyou. "Youyou, I know I have neglected you during this period, but I have always loved you, do you know that?"

The slippery steamed egg is a delicacy. Youyou ate it while staring at her stepmother.

Don’t give me that!

…

That night, the main room was filled with laughter again.

Youyou was lying on the kang in the room, her head resting on her arms, her feet raised high, thinking silently about life.

In the past, my mother always worked very hard.

It was hard, but she couldn't make her brothers and sisters respect her. It was hard, but she couldn't make her grandmother and other family members like her.

But now, the stepmother has done all of this without any effort.

Youyou tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. After a long time, her brother and sister brought Shanshan back to the room.

Jiang Guo lay on the kang, stretched out his hand to hook Youyou's chin to tease her, and asked: "Why don't you come to the main room to play with us?"

The younger sister's chin was soft and elastic. Jiang Guo became more and more excited as she played, shaking her legs and giggling.

"Sister, she's not right. She's not mom." Youyou said in a muffled voice.

Jiang Guo tapped Youyou's head gently: "You are talking nonsense. Mom is so kind. She altered my skirt for me. She is so gentle. I like Mom more and more."

Youyou shook her head vigorously: "My mother wasn't like this before."

"But isn't it better to have a mother like this now?" Jiang Guo said seriously.

Youyou's eyes widened: "She's pretending!"

"There is only one mom, Youyou, don't say stupid things." Jiang Cheng went to put out the kerosene lamp: "Mom loves you very much. In the morning, we were too loud and she was afraid of waking you up. Mom has worked hard to take care of us, so be more sensible, okay?"

Youyou couldn't convince them.

She looked at her brother again. He seemed to be thinking about something, and no emotion could be seen in his clear eyes.

The lights were turned off.

In the darkness, the little girl suddenly wondered if she was the only one who remembered her mother.

…

The next morning, Youyou rubbed her eyes.

When she came out, she walked naturally to the eight-immortals table.

Sure enough, there was an egg under the basket.

However, just as she was about to hold the egg in her little hand, an angry shout rang in her ears.

"Great! I was wondering why our house was robbed!" Jiang Ersao jumped out from the inner room, holding Old Lady Jiang with one hand, and said, "Mom, your grandchildren have nothing to eat from the eggs at home. When will it be the turn of this little girl to eat them?"

Mrs. Jiang was also distressed. Her two sons were also growing up: "Youyou, you can't eat eggs randomly..."

"Why are you saying such nice things? She is just stealing!" Jiang Ersao cursed.

Youyou was confused and shrank back.

Everyone looked at them eagerly, even grandma had a grim look on her face.

Why are you so fierce?

Meng Jinyu came out quickly and anxiously protected Youyou: "Mom, sister-in-law and second sister-in-law, don't be angry first. Youyou is just hungry, it's not intentional."

"How dare you say that!" Jiang Ersao was so angry that her neck stiffened. She shouted, "I checked the cupboard this morning and found that several eggs were missing! These days, I thought that mother ate all the eggs, and mother thought that I didn't do anything, so this kid got the advantage."

Meng Jinyu's eyes were red. "My girl, you stole it, didn't you? If you admit it, no one will criticize you anymore."

Youyou understood and stared at her stepmother angrily.

In fact, once Youyou admits it, everyone will think that she has bad intentions and will blame her whenever something is missing from the house.

This is the trap that her stepmother dug for her in the original plot.

When the beloved Youyou becomes hated by everyone, the stepmother’s goal is achieved.

Youyou bit her lips, didn't move, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Old Mrs. Jiang looked at Youyou's stubborn look and said hesitantly, "Did you steal it?"

"My mother gave it to me." said Youyou.

"That's for your milk to supplement your nutrition. How could I let you eat it? You, kid, stop lying!" Meng Jinyu said with tears in her eyes, feeling heartbroken.

"I didn't!" Youyou pushed her stepmother away with a fierce face.

Meng Jinyu's focus was unstable and she almost stumbled. She said, "Shanshan always likes to follow her sister. Such a young child won't lie. If Youyou ate something secretly, Shanshan would tell her."

"Shanshan can't speak again." Mrs. Jiang frowned.

Meng Jinyu squatted down and held Jiang Shan's shoulders with both hands: "Shan Shan, do you know who stole the eggs?"

Shanshan is only three years old, and is too young to understand things, so she can naturally be taken advantage of by her.

Meng Jinyu was confident.

She nodded, and as usual, gave Shanshan instructions with her eyes.

Shanshan looked at Meng Jinyu quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally spoke.

"Yuzu-yuzu-yu-"

Everyone present held their breath in surprise.

Youyou was completely stunned and looked at her brother who suddenly could speak.

"Mom, it's my fault that I didn't teach my child well." Meng Jinyu wiped away her tears.

She made a sad face and picked up the feather duster.

This child has made her feel frustrated countless times.

This time, she can finally have a good time!

"You can tell a person's future from the time he was three years old. How could you be so bad? I will beat you to death today!"

Seeing the feather duster about to fall, Youyou panicked. She had no time to think about her brother and only wanted to protect her little butt.

The stepmother's face became more and more ferocious, the feather duster moved closer and closer, and the air seemed to condense in an instant.

Youyou wanted to run, but her stepmother grabbed her arm.

Does it hurt to be beaten?

Youyou was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

With a "swish" sound, the feather duster was lifted into the air, which was the preparation before exerting force.

Youyou’s little face wrinkled, the corners of her mouth turned down, and she didn’t dare to open her eyes.

One second passed, two seconds passed...

However, what came earlier than the pain was the sound of my brother struggling.

"No—no—no!"

"Yuzu-Yuzu doesn't have one!"

With a "swish", Meng Jinyu turned around in disbelief.

At the same time, she saw Shanshan's little hand pointing at her.

"Mom, Mom, give me—"

Meng Jinyu gasped and looked at Shanshan as if she had seen a ghost.

Then, she caught sight of two figures out of the corner of her eye.

The village party secretary and the director of the Women's Federation have arrived.

Little Dumpling quietly opened his eyes and looked at his brother's persistent expression. He felt like crying, but his heart was warm.

She understood that what was going to happen next should have been exactly the same as the original plot.

But this time, she had her brother's protection.

So, Youyou has to become braver.