"No, Bai Zhou passed the assessment at the factory a few days ago and is now a second-level electrician with a salary of 37 yuan. The factory arranged for him to go on a business trip to the next county these two days. I missed you guys, so I came back to see you~" Song Jiayu blinked.
"Did you make all these on the table?" Song Demin asked in surprise.
Speaking of this, Song Jiayu felt aggrieved. "I came back today and there was no one at home. No one welcomed me..."
Zhao Qiuqin couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted, "Stop nagging me. I've already gone to work. Who would welcome you?"
"Hehe, I know you are tired from work, so I made some meat dishes for you to nourish your bodies." Song Jiayu pointed at the table.
Three dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes, it is definitely a table full of delicious food.
Zhao Qiuqin, who was interrupted by Song Jiayu's few words, didn't say anything, but just asked everyone to wash their hands and faces before coming to eat.
During this time, Old Man Song and Old Lady Song came back. Seeing their second son and his family washing their hands and faces, they didn't notice anything different. Only Wei Meihua from the eldest house came back earlier to cook and found that the kitchen had been used and the smell of meat was still there. She came out of the kitchen and asked directly, "Qiuqin, did your family cook meat today?"
Zhao Qiuqin always showed off to this old rival, and she would confront him whenever she could, without a hint of boasting: "Oh, you smelled something in the kitchen, didn't you? Jiayu felt that Demin and I had worked hard on the summer harvest, so she came back from the county to see us and made some old duck soup to nourish us."
Wei Meihua said grimly, "That's great! Jiayu is such a filial child."
"Yeah, I think so too." Zhao Qiuqin, who had won a great victory, even walked with her legs spread wide.
Wei Meihua, who had returned to the kitchen, was "beating the drums and gongs" and thought to herself, "If Xiulan had married into the county, wouldn't all these things have been hers? How could Zhao Qiuqin have gotten away with it?"
Even if I became a widow later, at least I lived a happy life for a few years!
All I can say is that when people are tired to a certain extent, the darkness in their hearts will deepen to the point where they become unrecognizable.
This time, Zhao Qiuqin personally brought a small bowl of old duck soup to the main hall and gave it to the two elders.
Zhao Qiuqin left only after seeing the two elderly people eating their food.
"The relationship between my two sons has become even more strained." Old Mrs. Song didn't say that she felt sorry for her eldest son's family. After saying this, she took a sip of soup.
"No matter how tense the situation is, we can't do anything about it. Let it be. What happened in the past is a hurdle in the second brother's heart that he can't get over." Old man Song was also eating soup.
"Hey, this soup tastes better than before,"
"Jiayu's cooking skills have improved since she got married."
“…”
The two elders were talking about the same old things again. There was silence in the first room, but the second room was much more cheerful.
"Mom, you weren't here. I beat him up and smashed the windows of the Qian family's house. Now no one in the compound dares to mess with me."
"That's good. You have quite the demeanor of your grandmother."
"Big sister, next time someone bullies you, tell me and I'll beat him up."
"No, I don't think I need you as a burden."
"I... am a burden?"
Song Beiwang stood up. The twelve-year-old boy was as thin as a pole, but tall. He patted his chest and said, "If they are my age, I can beat them!"
"You said it yourself, you're the same age, both little brats. Can you promise me that?" Song Tianshun has been studying since he was a child, but he works in the fields during summer and winter vacations, as well as on Saturdays and Sundays. Not only is he tall, but he also has some muscles. Song Beiwang... "I can't beat you, but I can beat you when I grow up."
“…”
The family chatted and laughed. Lunch time passed. Song Jiayu showed the malted milk and brown sugar to her mother. Although she was nagged, she still reminded her: "You and Dad must make a cup of malted milk every day. I will let Song Beiwang supervise you."
Compared to the obedient second son, the youngest son's rebellious personality meant he wouldn't listen to Zhao Qiuqin and Song Demin on such matters. Although he enjoyed his daughter's filial piety, he still said, "Don't buy it next time. It's expensive. Even if Xiao Jiang is a second-level electrician, he can't keep eating like this."
"Mom, we'll only eat it in July and August, after the summer harvest and autumn plowing."
These two things are the most difficult. Winter here is actually the most comfortable time. The snow is so heavy that it can crush the house. Everyone stays at home and has a period of rest throughout the year.
In the afternoon, Song Jiayu followed Bei Wang to the mountain to get pig feed and earn some work points for the family.
But the news of her return to the village also spread in Lushan Village.
It's a place where there's nothing new happening all year round. Even the return of a young wife who married into the county can become a topic of conversation among the villagers.
Wei Meihua found her eldest daughter, Xiulan, and started talking: "Xiulan, Jiayu brought back old ducks and meat from the county. They are well-fed and white in the county. Look at you, you married into the Sun family, and you have to work in the fields to earn work points. Your face is dark and your hands are covered with calluses. Did you take that dream seriously?"
A lifetime has passed, how can it not be true? Song Xiulan was very tired, but she had to respond: "Of course it is true. Sun Changlei will become a big boss in the future, and Jiang Baizhou died a long time ago. Let's not just look at the present, but also look at the future."
Wei Meihua didn't want to think about the future at the moment, but she couldn't abandon her son-in-law who was a big boss. She said tactfully, "Otherwise, you can ask Chang Lei to go to the mountains and hunt some rabbits for us. Your father, your two younger brothers, and I are exhausted from the summer harvest and need some meat to replenish our bodies."
"I went back and told Chang Lei, 'Mom, if you have some free time, please help me with these. I'm getting really sunburned."
"You shouldn't have listened to your mother-in-law. I raised you and never let you work." Although Wei Meihua complained, she still helped. Xiulan's face was very pale. She hoped she wouldn't get sick from exhaustion.
In the evening, when everyone in the village has finished work, they still stroll around in the shade of the village. The summer days are really long, and it is still bright around six o'clock.
Sun Changlei, who was asked by his wife to do something, took a small path to Lushan.
The sun gradually set and the sky became dark.
The captain's family is still waiting for his youngest son who has not returned.
"What time is it now? Where did Changlei go? Why hasn't he come back yet?" The captain's wife paced back and forth in the main room.
When Song Xiulan heard this, her eyes trembled, and her already unhealthy complexion became even worse.
The captain's wife was very sharp-eyed and immediately asked, "Do you know something? Did you ask Chang Lei to go up the mountain? Oh my God, what sin did I commit to marry a wife like you? Chang Lei hasn't come back yet. If anything happens, I won't forgive you!"
As soon as he finished cursing, someone started talking loudly outside their compound.
"Captain, your Chang Lei is injured!"
Upon hearing this, the entire Sun family rushed out and walked to the gate of the compound. They saw Sun Changlei being supported by the villagers and the bleeding wound on his foot. Before the captain's wife could call out, someone in the Sun family's team fainted.
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