"Old sister, we haven't seen as much as you, but we are harboring evil intentions. Before Duan Lian came into the family, we didn't hear how bad the boy, Chengcai from the Cao family, was. But after she came into the family, the boy from the Cao family has become a notorious bad boy in our Tianshui Lane."
"Stop talking, the old lady from the Cao family is also here with us..."
In an instant, the aunties and old ladies who were gossiping shut their mouths one by one, like ducks being pulled by the neck, quacking.
Old Mrs. Cao was already uncomfortable after hearing a lot of gossip about her daughter-in-law. Now, someone else was choosing her son. Which mother-in-law would feel comfortable?
If I could live a good life after marrying into the family, I wouldn't be angry about this kind of thing. After all, everyone has liked someone when they were young.
The abominable thing is that the first thing she did after marrying in was to lead her good grandson astray.
Old Mrs. Cao had been observing for a month and felt that what her eldest grandson said was a bit alarmist.
After hearing the gossip, she no longer thought so.
Alarmist?
Haha, it was obvious that Duan Lian wanted to wipe out Chengcai completely.
A good daughter-in-law can bring prosperity to three generations, but a bad daughter-in-law will ruin the next generation.
Old Mrs. Cao decided to live with her son for a few years to raise her eldest grandson first, and then return to her hometown to guard her old man's grave.
After Old Mrs. Cao went back with a gloomy face, the neighbors who had been pinching the duck necks were released and started chatting again.
Song Jiayu was immersed in the pieces of melons, big and small, and occasionally gave a handful of melon seeds to the auntie she liked.
Everyone: This Xiao Song is amazing, his cooking smells delicious, but he's also a very nice person! I just don't know if Xiao Song fried these melon seeds himself or bought them, they're really delicious...
The Jiang family’s fireworks are about to bloom.
Jiang Baizhou carried two cylindrical fireworks out to the street outside the courtyard.
An An and Ning Ning sat on their two uncles' shoulders again, looking at their father with their big, bright eyes.
After lighting the fuse with a match, Jiang Baizhou quickly returned to his wife, pretending not to even notice the two children reaching out for a hug.
The fuse burned out and the fireworks bloomed smoothly.
On the black curtain of the sky, a big red firework appeared, followed by yellow, and purple... The two firework tubes were very diligent. You rose into the sky and fired a cannon, and I also rose into the sky and fired a cannon.
Someone is a little annoying.
Not only should hands be held, but fingers should also be interlaced.
Jiang Baizhou, are you a child?
It’s no longer popular among kids to hold hands with their fingers crossed!
But, when I saw that person's stunningly handsome face under the bright lights of the fireworks, and those phoenix eyes that were almost overflowing with tenderness and love...
Okay, let’s hold hands.
But Song Jiayu didn't know that her earlobes were a little red.
Jiang Baizhou, who had been looking at his wife, naturally noticed this.
He chuckled softly, his low and hoarse voice made people feel numb, and Song Jiayu shuddered unnaturally.
After the Jiang family’s fireworks were over, the two little kids wanted to find their parents.
He looked around with big eyes.
Showing a surprised expression.
Where did the parents go when he was so old?
In a corner outside the Jiang family's walled courtyard, close to the street.
When someone is held tightly in one's arms, in a dark and enclosed environment, yet one has to worry about someone coming in and seeing them from time to time, even the slightest spark of enthusiasm is like adding fuel to the fire.
There are only the two of them in this dark world.
A kiss every New Year's Eve.
It is always passionate, lingering, unrestrained, and sweet... It seems that the most beautiful language in the world can be used to describe the mood at this moment.
New Year’s greetings are paid on the first day of the Lunar New Year, visits are made to the mother’s family on the second day, and on the third day... In those days, people seldom visited relatives, and their families could barely eat enough. How could they set up a banquet every day to entertain people during the Lunar New Year? Even if they emptied their own food, it would not be enough.
Generally speaking, when you go to a relative's house, it is difficult to ask for help.
But there are also some people who break the rules.
For example, the Zhu family next door.
The fourth day of the Lunar New Year.
On such a fine day, a group of eight or nine people came to Tianshui Lane. They were wearing patched clothes and holding children. They were men and women, middle-aged and old.
It looked quite ferocious. A child of seven or eight years old inside kept spitting on the ground.
You say that children spit on the ground. There is no environmental awareness these days. Everyone just complains but no one says anything.
But the child deliberately vomited on others.
Who would feel comfortable if there was a spit on the new clothes I bought during the Chinese New Year?
Lin Xue became such an unlucky guy.
"Wait a minute! You're just leaving like that?"
Song Jiayu stood up for her good friend. Her daughter Xiaoxue'er was a beautiful and kind person, but being kind didn't mean being bullied without even an apology.
The woman with the boy was a robust old lady in her fifties. When she heard Song Jiayu say that, she looked at the two young people with a nonchalant attitude and even cursed, "What's the big deal? It's just a spit. You look down on us farmers? You look so alluring, I wonder what kind of person you are! You vixen!"
hey-hey!
There are people who come here specifically to bring bad luck during Chinese New Year!
Song Jiayu always wanted to smile wider and wider, and that was the case at this moment. Her two dimples were visible, but there was no trace of a smile in her smiling eyes.
He tilted his head and snorted, "What kind of person am I?"
The next second, she snatched the spitting child from the old lady's hands, then with both hands, she easily lifted the child above her head, took two light steps, and placed the child on the two-meter-high wall of the yard.
The confused kid was so scared that he hugged the wall and cried loudly.
"That's the kind of person I am!"
Song Jiayu shook her head as she said this.
The old lady's eyes widened. After she came to her senses, she slapped her thigh and started crying: "Oh my! This is so unfair! This young man bullied me, an old woman, and even bullied my little grandson. I don't want to live anymore. Old man, take me and my little grandson away together!"
Those who came with me also joined in the noise: "Don't think that just because you are a city person, you are going too far!"
"That's right, there are hundreds of people in our village, and we are not to be trifled with!"
"Yes, if you know what's best for you, then get the baby off and give us ten dollars in compensation!"
The old lady sitting on the ground immediately followed up with a sentence: "That's compensation for me, not your money. I don't just want ten yuan, I want twenty yuan! If you don't give me twenty yuan, I won't get up!"
"Really?"
Song Jiayu asked a question, and after getting the old lady's nod, she reached out and grabbed the old lady. With such great strength, even if the old lady struggled, she couldn't get out of her hand.
In the same two steps, the old lady was also sent to the top of the two-meter-high wall to keep company with her little grandson.
The old lady, who was also frightened, immediately did the same thing as her grandson and hugged the wall.
The curses he said were very ugly.
"You shameless little bitch, why didn't God kill you?"
"A bunch of Sky Blade killers! They don't even know how to get us down!"
"A softie with no hook!"
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