"The single bed on the second floor is for my sister-in-law to sleep on."
"The third floor has a big bed, which is for my in-laws and my eldest brother and his wife's family to live in."
They first visited Song Chunxiao's room. Although it was a single bed, two people could still sleep in it if they squeezed together.
The bed is the light blue color that Song Chunxiao likes.
"Are these the sheets my second sister-in-law bought specifically for me?" Song Chunxiao asked in surprise.
"She told us to buy this color, saying you like it." An Qionglan said with a smile.
"Wow, my second sister-in-law is so thoughtful."
Seeing this, the others looked forward to their own rooms even more.
"By the way, the study is where Xiao Nuan usually works at home. She doesn't like others entering her study." An Qionglan reminded him before going up to the third floor.
After listening to this, He Xiaomei quickly relayed the original words to Song Qingdai, and after giving her some instructions, she went to the third floor.
There are three rooms on the third floor.
The largest room contains a large bed and a small bed.
The small bed is a pink bed and the big bed is a light green bed.
"This room is where my eldest brother and his wife's family sleep."
Song Qingdai immediately exclaimed "Ah!" and took her mother's hand and said happily, "Mom, I have my own little bed now!"
She is 9 years old and still sleeps with her parents. Sometimes she is embarrassed to tell her classmates.
"Xiao Nuan is so thoughtful." He Xiaomei couldn't help but say. She knew without asking that it was she who had asked someone to make such arrangements.
"Although Xiao Nuan is usually busy, she always remembers who treats her well."
"If you treat her well, she will treat you well."
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
Song Tongzhou always felt that Aunt Su Nuan was speaking specifically to him.
Finally, they came to Song Tongzhou's room. The room was smaller than the one where Song Chuntian's family lived. The bed was light gray. Song Tongzhou was quite satisfied. At least for now, his daughter-in-law did not target him.
"Please clean up yourselves. I'll go downstairs to heat up the food. When you finish your work, just come downstairs to eat."
"Okay, thank you for your help, aunt." Song Chunxiao said.
After An Qionglan went downstairs, everyone started to take out their belongings. Song Chunxiao even went to take a hot bath before coming down.
She remembered that Su Nuan used to take a bath every day at home. Now that she moved in, she must adapt to the local customs and wash herself thoroughly.
After sitting on the train for several days, everyone was hungry. So they didn't care about being polite and just picked up their bowls and started eating.
There were six dishes and one soup, and the meal was quickly finished.
Upon seeing this, Old Lady Ling told An Qionglan to go back to the kitchen and fry two plates of eggs.
Song Chunxiao was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "We have never traveled far, and we didn't know that we would feel so dizzy when sitting in the front of the car."
"We adults vomited several times after getting on the bus, and we didn't have much appetite, so we were so hungry."
What she wanted to explain was that they didn't usually eat so much.
"It's okay, if you think it's not enough, I'll give you more.
When she watched them eat, it was like watching a group of starving ghosts.
I wonder if Su Nuan looked at her family in the same way before?
Before, they were poor and had little fat in their stomachs, so they were easily hungry. But now it is different. Our conditions are better, and they eat more meat, but they feel greasy instead.
After eating and drinking their fill, the Song family members all had round bellies.
So satisfying.
"I've never eaten so many delicious dishes." Song Qingdai said happily.
“The food during Chinese New Year is not as good as this.”
An Qionglan and Old Lady Ling were stunned. To them, these were just home-cooked dishes.
Song Tongzhou's face looked solemn, as if the Song family was having a hard time.
He Xiaomei quickly changed the subject with a smile, "When does Xiaonuan get off work?"
"I have to be back at 5:30 in the evening, sometimes 7-8 o'clock."
"But she should come back early tonight." Song Chunfeng said.
He Xiaomei and Song Chunxiao helped to clean up the dishes while the others were chatting.
Song Tongzhou took out a small red cloth bag from his trouser pocket, took out a small gold lock from it, and put it on Little Durian.
"This is a longevity lock."
When Song Tongzhou asked someone to make longevity locks, he directly made two, one for each of his two granddaughters.
When Qingdai was a child, he couldn’t buy gold. Now the situation is better. If he wants to buy gold, he can buy two without favoritism.
Old Mrs. Ling held the longevity lock in her hand. It was quite heavy and must have been expensive.
"The child is still too young. Keep it for Chunfeng and wait until she is older before wearing it."
"Little Durian, thank you grandpa for the longevity lock that he bought for you."
In the opinion of Old Lady Ling, no matter how bad the relationship between Su Nuan and Song Tongzhou is, it should not affect the relationship between them as grandfather and grandson. As long as Song Tongzhou treats the child well, the child will still have to recognize this grandfather.
On the other side, He Xiaomei finished washing the dishes, wiped her hands, went upstairs and took out a small quilt, "This is a patchwork quilt. I asked everyone for scraps of fabric to make it."
There is no need to explain the meaning of the hundred-family quilt; it represents the love that He Xiaomei, the aunt, has for her children.
"Thank you, aunt." Old Mrs. Ling said while holding the little durian.
Song Chunxiao also prepared a gift for the child, a little pink dress that looked very cute.
She bought a larger size so that her child could wear it when he grew up.
Everyone took a nap in the afternoon, and waited until the evening
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