sister in law

The central theme of the period drama "Reunion Year" follows Sun Miao, so Qian Liju's scenes at the sugar factory are not numerous.

Most of the time, it was revealed verbally at the dinner table when she came back, and it was nothing more than arguing with someone, fighting with someone, and how the leaders sided with others instead of her.

The people at the table were all her juniors, so they naturally trusted her and didn't have a very good impression of the factory.

Because Qian Lijuan was actually a very easy person to get along with in front of outsiders, it was only later that everyone realized that she was just paving the way for giving the job to someone else.

For this reason, Qian Lijuan was even willing to ruin her own reputation.

Later, after the farcical struggle for the job in the story ended, the former sister-in-law joined the company.

After moving to the county town and obtaining a household registration, he didn't talk much about his time in the factory; he spent most of his time going on blind dates.

Therefore, almost everyone Wang Shuitao encountered after entering the sugar factory was a stranger.

Having stayed there for so long, I've almost forgotten how chaotic and unreasonable the original storyline was.

Each main character seems to have their own pitiful aspects. Just when you're about to feel sympathy, their hateful aspects suddenly surface, glaringly obvious and piercing your eyes.

Until today, when I saw these two children.

Wang Shuitao suddenly remembered that although her sister-in-law Sun Miao had run away from her family out of fear of being sold to an old man, this was only because she had been pushed to the limit.

Essentially, she didn't care about selling her sister to get a dowry for her brother; it was just that the dowry was an old man, which was outside her acceptable range.

Therefore, Sun Miao herself did not escape this cycle of male chauvinism.

Presumably, she reserved more breast milk or rice cereal for her nephew at home.

Based on her personal experience of spending time with Sun Miao, Wang Shuitao believes that Sun Miao is extremely dedicated to her family.

They were incredibly obedient.

And because of her own gentle nature, Wang Shuitao rarely offered advice in such a soft and gentle voice when she encountered things she disliked.

They simply said that we have now entered a new society and should discard feudal dregs, and painted red on the outside walls that having a boy or a girl is the same.

It tells the story of a girl who grew up in a biased family, and how she will grow up to be rebellious and easily deceived.

They asked Sun Miao if she could bear to see her daughter become like that.

This leads to the grievances she suffered at home, so the next generation should not repeat the same mistakes.

Wang Shuitao talked a lot with Sun Miao, but she had never been a psychology teacher and didn't even know if her sister-in-law had listened to what she was saying.

It was also the first time I experienced the helplessness of a teacher. If a student doesn't say anything and just stares with wide eyes, does the knowledge actually enter her brain?

Until I saw Sun Miao cover her face with her hands, tears overflowing from between her fingers.

The speech was then interrupted.

Crying signifies acknowledging one's mistake, and acknowledging one's mistake leads to repentance.

Moreover, the sister-in-law listens to her sister-in-law very much, so the matter was settled.

Wang Shuitao was resolute.

Sun Miaoxiu didn't recover well. She ate very little recently, and her breast milk supply was also low. She had to cook some rice cereal to feed her two children every day.

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Shuitao planned to visit her grandparents.

No matter which world she's in, she's young and wouldn't dare to offer any opinions on the process of raising a child.

I just thought that since the character grew up healthy in the end, it meant that the feeding method was quite scientific.

She remained silent in areas outside her expertise, but she still noticed the awkward situation her sister-in-law and two children were in when she first entered the house.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the busy farming season is basically coming to an end. The work in the fields will soon be over, and the time to finish working in the fields each day is getting earlier and earlier.

When Wang Shuitao arrived at her grandparents' house, there were already other people scattered along the way heading home.

Upon arriving at the door, I was immediately greeted with an unprecedentedly warm welcome from my aunt.

Because for every wooden box that my uncle Wang Dayin made, my aunt would keep a record of one cent.

She would write down one cent for every wooden box she made. Little by little, she accumulated several dollars. So, seeing Wang Shuitao was like seeing a money-giving boy.

The only problem is that my niece is now a city dweller, and the sweet soup she serves to guests is still the same sweet soup that Wang Shuitao gave her before.

So the aunt decided to cook an egg separately for her beloved niece.

Wang Shuitao doesn't plan to eat lunch here today; she'll let their relationship develop slowly in the future.

Please ask your aunt to pass on a message to your uncle, asking him to make a wooden rocking horse.

It should be big enough to fit two children, with a partition in the middle.

She also agreed that she would give her uncle 10 yuan every month after receiving her salary, based on market price, for five consecutive months.

This job was obtained through her older brother, Wang Jinbu, and Wang Shuitao could not stand idly by in the face of his family's difficulties.

My aunt originally only needed three months' rent, which was thirty yuan, basically just enough to earn the cost of the wood.

Seeing that Wang Shuitao still disagreed, after much persuasion, the price was raised to 35 yuan, and she refused to ask for more.

She even said that if she asked for too much money, her mother-in-law would be unhappy and she would be scolded.

Wang Shuitao knew perfectly well that this was just an excuse, but she could sense the goodwill, and her eyes couldn't help but smile into two crescent moons.

She said sweetly, "Thank you, Auntie. I'll take advantage of Uncle. When I come back later, I'll buy some pork to take home."

Auntie quickly waved her hands in front of her face, saying, "No, no, look, you need coupons for meat, so it's better to just take your money. Besides, you brought back the stewed potatoes and meat last time."

"Oh, then I'll pay you back."

A slightly sly smile appeared on Wang Shuitao's face.

The aunt choked for a moment before realizing that her niece was joking. She gently patted her back and scolded, "You silly child."

"hey-hey."

Wang Shuitao smiled sheepishly again. Regardless of whether they were relatives or not, she wasn't quite used to being treated as a benefactor by a woman in her fifties.

Before leaving, he said, "Take the wooden box that your uncle made with me."

After his aunt took it out, he waved and really left.

When I got home, the food was already laid out on the table.

Before Sun Miao even picked up her chopsticks, Qian Liju had already eaten half of her food.

As long as her mother didn't rush to offer comfort to her father and the widow's family, Wang Shuitao was willing to be a gentle and good daughter.

However, Qian Liju clearly had a heavy burden on her mind. Not only did she refuse to wait for her daughter to eat, but she also refused to speak the entire time, leaving Wang Shuitao with no choice but to give up.

After finishing our meal, we rushed back to the county town before dark.

She didn't walk back this time either, because Wangjiazhuang had just finished making another batch of wooden boxes, and she wanted to take them back with her. The brigade leader decided to use the village's oxcart to transport everything, including her, to the sugar factory.

On the way back, we passed the Zhunu River. The oxcart traveled along the riverbank for a long time because the oxen pulling the cart would nibble on some grass whenever and wherever they felt like it.

Besides the old man rushing to catch the bus, there were two other elderly women on the bus who had jumped on first.

They're chatting and gossiping.

Wang Shuitao listened with great interest.

They were naturally talking about the rumors of the Pearl River.

It's pretty much the same, with slight variations from village to village, but not by much.

One of the older women had married into the family from the upper reaches of the Zhunü River, and in their hometown, they didn't even call the river the Zhunü River.

However, she has been here for decades, and having adapted to local customs, she has long since changed the way she is addressed.

She didn't have much else to say, but she was very knowledgeable about floods and pearls made from oyster shells.

She has a completely different view on this.

Such peaceful and leisurely moments are rare, and so are opportunities to listen to stories.

Wang Shuitao changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and casually picked a few reeds in her hand, swinging them back and forth as she listened to the old lady tell stories.