"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Ying knew she was in the wrong, and her gaze towards her was extremely unnatural. She shifted her attention to her younger sister, Shen Wan, and spoke slowly:

"Why did you suddenly come back without telling me?"

Sensing the subtle tension in the atmosphere, Shen Wan glanced cautiously at Jiang Yu and explained:

"The factory recently laid off workers, and I was one of them. They won't let me stay in the dormitory, so I can only go home to check on things first."

Finally, she added:

"Brother, sister-in-law, I'll leave as soon as I find a job."

Upon hearing her son's voice, Zhao Meiyun came out from the inner room, her lips trembling, as if she had something difficult to say. Jiang Yu busied herself preparing the meal, leaving the family time to catch up.

When Shen Ying noticed that something was wrong with her mother, she also felt that there seemed to be some inside story behind this incident. Otherwise, her younger sister had worked there for four or five years, and even if there were layoffs, she wouldn't be among them.

Furthermore, because of her mother and sister's previous issues, she had a falling out with that woman, so in order not to disturb the young couple, Shen Wan sensibly never revealed to anyone that she was Shen Ying's sister. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been bullied.

"Let's eat first."

When Jiang Yu placed a stack of fried dough sticks and vegetables on the table, the mother and daughter seemed a little uncomfortable. Faced with a table full of delicious food, they dared not even reach for their chopsticks.

When the meticulous Shen Niannian handed the chopsticks to Zhao Meiyun, she hurriedly waved her hand:

"Grandma has already eaten, she's not hungry."

"Mom, it's only lunchtime, and you've already eaten. You didn't even come up with a believable reason before lying."

Shen Ying pulled the bowl closer to Zhao Meiyun, indicating that she should finish her meal before discussing anything else. Jiang Yu felt she was obviously being superfluous, but the next second, the man placed two large pieces of braised pork into her bowl.

"Try your daughter-in-law's cooking; her skills are superb. She's made your grandchildren crave her food."

He had barely finished speaking when he put down his chopsticks and stole a glance at the woman. This was the first time they had discussed his relationship with Jiang Yu, and it didn't seem like a polite, distant affair. Of course, he also wanted to apologize for what had just happened.

He's overthinking it.

"Grandma, try Mom's cooking, it's delicious."

Shen Niannian echoed her sentiments. Zhao Meiyun was overjoyed to see that the relationship between the second son and his wife wasn't as bad as she had imagined.

The scallion pancakes were crispy, like rice crust. Shen Wan had never eaten such delicious food before. Her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but take a few more bites.

It has to be said that this was the most satisfying meal she had ever had, and now she is beginning to redefine her relationship with her sister-in-law.

After dinner, the family sat around the table chatting. When Shen Ying learned that it was because a leader in the factory had harassed Shen Wan and failed, so he was giving her a hard time, he was so angry that he wanted to call the leader to ask about it.

Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Zhao Meiyun looked to Jiang Yu for help.

"Do you think making a phone call now will do any good? It'll just result in a scolding of your superiors. Do you really think they'd fire him for Wanwan's sake?"

Although Jiang Yu's words were unpleasant to hear, they were indeed reasonable, and Shen Ying had no choice but to listen. However, she simply couldn't swallow her anger.

His younger sister was obedient and well-behaved from a young age, and later even went to work in the city at a young age to pay off his debts so he could get married. Now that life was finally getting back on track, this disaster struck. He bitterly blamed himself for his incompetence, but could only suffer in silence.

Jiang Yu didn't think that way. For now, her clothing store had already received a lot of orders since it just started, and she couldn't handle it all by herself. Rather than letting her sister-in-law work in the factory earning a pittance, it would be better to have her help out at the store.

However, we still need to sound out Shen Wan's opinion on this matter to see if she is willing.

After calming down, Shen Ying pondered the matter carefully. It was fortunate that Jiang Yu had stopped her just now; otherwise, who knows what would have happened. Besides, she was right; Shen Wan had already left the factory, so doing any follow-up work would be pointless.

When it came to washing the dishes, Shen Wan insisted on doing it. Although she couldn't cook as well as her sister-in-law, washing dishes shouldn't be a difficult task.

This time, Jiang Yu did not refuse. She wiped her hands, said a few words to her sister-in-law, and took out a draft paper to start designing clothes.

If it weren't for that trip with Shen Niannian, her inspiration wouldn't have come so quickly. So, sometimes going out for a walk can bring unexpected rewards.

Zhao Meiyun followed Shen Ying out to see the completed house. The spacious rooms and bright windows were really nice.

"Shen Ying, you must treat your wife well. People always say that neglecting your wife will bring you no wealth, while pampering her will bring you riches and honor. And look at Jiang Yu, she's really changed a lot!"

As someone who's been through it all, she could tell that Jiang Yu had finally settled down and was genuinely committed to living with her son. Her previous actions, after all, were understandable given her youth and immaturity.

"Mom, I understand. But things can't be settled so quickly. Don't worry about the issues between the two of us."

Don't worry about Wanwan's job either. I'll try to find some openings with my connections these next couple of days. The house is newly built, so you don't need to worry about where to live. You can just take care of the kids, chat with the neighbors, and help Jiang Yu with some housework.

She's busy with the clothing store right now, and there are other things she can't handle.

Zhao Meiyun spoke a few heartfelt words to him, and then the window delivery workers arrived. After the windows were installed, he began to plan where he would stay for the night.

It seems fine to let my mother and sister share a room, with the four of them sleeping in one bed. However, the new house is a bit cold, and the elderly can't tolerate the cold, so it would be best for her to stay in the main room.

However, there were no extra kang beds at home, so it was definitely not feasible for him and Jiang Yu to share a room. They could only see if they could stay at someone else's house for the night.

After Jiang Yu finished drawing the pattern, she took the cut fabric to the sewing machine. Shen Wan finished washing the dishes and quietly walked into the inner room, filled with curiosity about the clothes Jiang Yu was cutting.

She was so engrossed in watching that she forgot how afraid she had been of Jiang Yu earlier. When she stopped what she was doing, their eyes met.

"Sister-in-law...Sister-in-law, the clothes you made are so beautiful."

Shen Wan stammered, her speech extremely unnatural. If it were before, she wouldn't have bothered to even say a word to her, let alone show her the work she was doing.

"Want to give it a try?"

Seeing the longing in her eyes, Jiang Yu didn't hesitate. This was a good opportunity to talk to her about work.

Shen Wan was surprised by her sister-in-law's generosity. She was nervous but also a little eager to try. She had seen other people make clothes before, and all they had to do was sit there and operate the sewing machine. It was nothing like her old job in the factory, where she was exhausted and covered in dust all day and didn't earn much money.

"Can...I do it?"

Having gained approval, Shen Wan carefully sat down in the spot where Jiang Yu had just been, and with Jiang Yu's guidance, she quickly got the hang of it.