Chapter 38 Ma Qi’s Army Will Definitely Bring Good News
Ye Xiaomei watched Xiaoya's jumping back with a satisfied smile on her face:
"Wedding candy, Auntie, try some too."
Ye Xiaomei took it out from her pocket and held it in her hand for Wang Minzhi to choose.
Wang Minzhi stared in amazement, such good candy, the packaging was so beautiful, the Ma family was so wealthy that they were willing to use such good candy as wedding candy, it would be good enough for an ordinary family to use sorghum maltose as wedding candy.
She recalled that she had suggested to the matchmaker that the Ma family hire a theatre troupe, and the Ma family agreed without hesitation.
You have to know that the troupe has to perform for three days and three nights, and it will cost at least three or two hundred yuan.
Wang Minzhi, feeling conflicted, picked up a piece of candy with the best wrapper, which happened to be the currently popular "luxury" toffee.
Then he took another piece and said, "This is for your sister Xiaolin."
"Okay, ma'am, please take it." Ye Xiaomei said calmly.
"No, two yuan is enough." The smile on Wang Minzhi's face disappeared instantly as she turned around. Before entering the house, she stopped and looked back at the kitchen.
The mother and daughter's laughter came from inside.
Zhao Mei - Wow, it seems that the Ma family attaches great importance to this marriage. Such expensive candies are given to people to eat as wedding candy.
Ye Xiaomei - I also think it's quite expensive, but Aunt Wang insisted that I bring it here for my family to try, and said that we can choose whichever one we like, and if we like them all, we'll prepare all of them.
Zhao Mei - This is because the Ma family thinks highly of our daughter. If you marry into their family in the future, you must be filial to your parents-in-law.
Wang Minzhi couldn't help but use some force to hold the door frame, and her mind replayed the scene of rushing to Zhang's house early yesterday morning.
She politely bought the canned food and a bag of crispy candies, but when she entered the store, she discovered that Zhang Changjiang's mother had fashionable curly hair, wore bell-bottom pants and high heels, which did not fit in with their attire.
That’s not all. He just said directly, “I don’t know who you are talking to, I don’t know you guys,” and then he hurried off to work.
During the whole process, Zhang's mother's eyes were on the top of her head, which made Wang Minzhi feel as humble as an ant.
"Xiaolin, don't be angry, eat a piece of candy sweetheart." Wang Minzhi closed the door and entered her daughter's bedroom.
Ye Xiaolin was sleeping in a vest and shorts. Wang Minzhi subconsciously pulled the corner of the quilt for her. Although it was hot in the summer, she had to cover her stomach.
Ye Xiaolin impatiently opened her mother's hand and said, "It's so hot, why are you covering it? Why don't you ask that dad to buy a fan? How can you survive like this?"
When Wang Minzhi heard this, she threw the candy in her hand at Ye Xiaolin's head.
"What are you doing!" Ye Xiaolin covered his ears and sat up.
Wang Minzhi was furious: "What's the matter? You're still yelling at me as your mother? Have we gotten used to you? The Zhang family doesn't even know you exist, and you're blaming me for this?
Besides, your father works so hard to make money that he can't even come home for a month. He only makes a little over 100 yuan a month. How much does a fan cost? It must be at least 50 or 60 yuan. If you ask for a fan, half of your father's monthly salary will go to waste. If you have the ability, find someone like Ma Qijun, who can spend money without worrying about it."
Ye Xiaolin was annoyed when she heard this. She jumped off the mat barefoot, pulled open the mosquito net and said:
"Mom, did a donkey kick your head? You still mention him? He's disabled. I'd rather marry a scoundrel like Zhang Changjiang than an impotent cripple."
Ye Xiaomei held the bowl of porridge and ate it in small bites in the yard. After adding some salted vegetables and mixing it, it tasted so delicious.
Then I saw the door of the east room slammed shut.
Ye Xiaolin used her hands instead of a comb to fix her hair as she tied it up and walked quickly out the door.
"Xiaolin, where are you going?" Wang Minzhi shouted from behind.
"Don't worry about me. You just want me to go find the cripple, right? I'll go find Che now..."
Ye Xiaolin's angry words were heard by everyone, even Ye Xiaomei heard it.
Wang Minzhi, on the other hand, looked at her sister-in-law with an especially unpleasant expression. Isn't this embarrassing? She wanted to cry but didn't dare to, fearing that it would attract others, so she quickly closed the door.
"You keep quarreling at home all day, and you still want me, an old woman, to eat?"
In the main room, Li Cuihua was sitting on a stool drinking porridge. She couldn't stand it any longer. Ever since that incident, the family had been in turmoil all day long:
"In my opinion, if the Zhang family refuses to recognize her, then we should find a matchmaker to find her a husband."
Wang Minzhi ignored him and went back to the east room. She still thought that Zhang Changjiang's family had the best conditions, as he lived in a two-story tiled house in the county.
Seeing that her eldest daughter-in-law didn't say anything, Li Cuilan slammed the empty bowl on the corner of the table, stood up and walked out slowly:
"Zhao Mei, put less rice in the porridge tomorrow. Look at how much rice has been consumed in the rice jar after you made porridge for a few days. Recently, the Ma family from Xiao Mei's place came to eat several meals of meat, and all the family savings have been eaten up. Don't you know how to save some rice?"
As she talked and walked, it seemed that grandma was going to the canteen to play cards again.
"I know, mother." Zhao Mei said, and turned to persuade Xiao Mei: "Eat, eat more, today's stew is thicker than yesterday's, I put in a big bowl of rice."
Ye Xiaomei and her mother looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Zhao Mei—Your father will be back on August 6th.
Ye Xiaomei——Is uncle coming back?
Zhao Mei - I don't know. Logically speaking, your marriage is also a happy event for the Ye family, and your uncle must come back. I'm just afraid that your aunt doesn't even bother to send a letter to your uncle.
Ye Xiaomei - It doesn't matter actually. It doesn't matter whether he comes back or not, Mom. I think that uncle used to think so highly of Brother Ma. I'm afraid that Auntie didn't tell Uncle about this incident.
Over the past eighteen years, Ye Xiaomei really didn't like to talk, but that didn't mean she was blind. She just saw it but didn't dare to say anything. What she could say, she felt it had nothing to do with her, so she didn't want to say anything.
Because my uncle was my grandfather's eldest son, he was instilled with the idea of joining the army since he was a child. As a result, he did not join the army when he grew up. But deep down, he was very satisfied with Ma Qijun, his son-in-law who was a soldier.
It was already noon, and Ye Xiaomei knew that Brother Ma must have already gone to the city.
This time the experts will definitely be able to see that Brother Ma is showing signs of improvement. Counting on my fingers, if nothing unexpected happens, Brother Ma should be back tomorrow at the latest.
And, he will definitely come back with good news.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei was happily reading a book in the room.
Ye Xiaomei wrote down some traditional Chinese characters that she didn't recognize in medical books in her notebook.
The wedding still had to be planned. Zhao Mei and her mother-in-law were in the house flipping through the list of people who had attended previous weddings and funerals.
When their son gets married, they go home, so when their daughter gets married, they have to send out invitations. This is reciprocity.
"Mom, it looks like we can set up six tables here."
Li Cuihua was unhappy, so she put her feet under her buttocks and sat down, humming:
"Don't you need to invite your wife's family? In previous years, you never missed any wedding or funeral there. You were the first one to go every time. Don't you need to take back the money you gave as gift?"
Zhao Mei's heart sank: "Mom, my mom passed away, and my brothers and sisters don't interact with each other much anymore. This is not good."
When Ye Xiaomei went to sleep at night, her mind was full of Ma Qijun.
The next day, I calculated the time and went to the lotus pond to catch loaches and eels in the evening. This time, I didn't catch them to sell in the county, but to send them to Aunt Wang.
She thought about it and decided that Brother Ma would be home for dinner tonight at the latest.
Ye Xiaomei said hello to her mother and found an excuse: "Mom, I'm going to Huihui's house to borrow a dictionary. I may not be back for dinner tonight." This was to prevent the aunties from making trouble again.
When they arrived at the Ma family's house, Ye Xiaomei didn't see Aunt Wang through the low wall. She pushed open the gate and shouted towards the old house opposite the new house:
"Is Auntie home?"
The setting sun dyed the August sky red, and smoke rose from every household. However, Ye Xiaomei discovered that there was not a trace of smoke in the Ma family's kitchen.
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