Chapter 133 The baby in my aunt's belly is about to be stolen!
Deng Qiu pursed her lips shyly and lowered her head, "This... I really didn't know, I've been busy with the students' final exams lately."
When she got home from get off work, Lao Jiang told her about what happened at the hospital that day.
It is said that the one who punished Han Yubin was Zhizhi's second uncle.
The chief of staff from the capital was far superior to Han Yubin in rank, but Han Yubin's actions certainly deserved his retribution, and he was well-deserving of it.
If it weren't for Zhizhi's quick thinking in bringing the spiritual spring water to Zhengyang to drink,
He might not even live to see the penicillin.
Han Yubin was harboring resentment at the time, thinking that Jiang Anchao was so anxious to ask him for medicine because it must be about the child, so he was deliberately being difficult.
Thinking about this incident makes her feel disgusted with Han Yubin's family.
We're all adults here, everyone knows each other, right?
If she goes on like this, she'll lose all goodwill with her neighbors. She had been wondering how such a sensible child like Sui Sui could have no friends in the textile factory's residential compound.
Now I understand.
This has nothing to do with Sui Sui. It's clearly Han Yubin who couldn't make it at the textile factory, so he's moved here to change houses.
They initially presented a wonderful image: doting on their daughter and a harmonious and loving family.
Now that their public image has collapsed, everyone knows what kind of people they really are, so it's even less likely that people will continue to maintain a close relationship with them.
Just wait and see, Han Yubin's retribution is yet to come.
Upon hearing Deng Qiu's words, Qian Milan immediately became interested and began to gossip.
"Han Yubin neglected his post and refused to sign for or deliver the medicine, almost delaying Zhengyang's emergency treatment. Now it's even more impossible for their two families to get along. If you ask me, Han Yubin is lucky to be in the army. But... his family won't be able to be so smug for long."
Deng Qiu raised an eyebrow slightly. "What do you mean?"
"The textile factory is going to lay off workers. After this year, we will officially enter the 1980s. The country is encouraging citizens to go into business. These iron rice bowls are going to be reduced as much as possible. Fengmei and I work in the same workshop. Our leader told us that there are quite a few people being laid off this time. She is on the list."
Layoffs...
Deng Qiu repeated the keyword in a low voice, clearly not surprised by the matter.
Reform and opening up is the most important step for the country to enter modernization. If the planned economy is the foundation of the entire great nation, then reform and opening up is like boarding a powerful train of economic reform.
In the long run, public-private partnerships and encouragement of business mean that layoffs cannot be considered a bad thing.
However, Fengmei and Han Yubin, the couple, did not have such a long-term vision; for them, it was like the sky had fallen.
Deng Qiu responded with a few more perfunctory words.
The family went home together after the wedding banquet ended.
As soon as I reached the alley entrance, I was surprised to see a black SUV parked in front of it.
"This is... ...?"
Deng Qiu stopped and turned to look at Jiang Anchao with a puzzled expression.
Why did she have a bad feeling?
At this moment, Jiang Anchao had no idea what a threat was, and was still grinning foolishly as he gestured to his wife with his chin, indicating that she should go and look.
"Weren't you guys discussing Han Yubin pulling the rickshaw while you were eating? It's this one."
His smile had a silly air about it, just like Zhenwei's. They were father and son, after all. He leaned close to his wife and said mysteriously, "You made me read a book before, the one about Camel Xiangzi. I didn't understand why Xiangzi was so miserable before, but now I finally understand. Even if I had to pull such a big rickshaw, my life would be miserable too."
Deng Qiu: "...Is this how you interpret classic masterpieces?"
In the novel "Camel Xiangzi," Xiangzi pulls a rickshaw, and the author wanted to express the struggles of ordinary people at the bottom of society in that era.
This is completely different from Han Yubin being punished by pulling a cart, okay?
She suddenly came to her senses. "You mean... this is the chief of staff's car? He wouldn't be here to pick up Zhizhi, would he?"
When Xiao Zhizhi heard her mother mention her, she immediately raised her little head.
"Uncle?"
She has already discussed it with her uncle and will not leave her parents to live with him.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Anchao instantly sobered up considerably and began to panic completely.
"What should we do, honey? My daughter is so big. Last time he said he wanted to take Zhizhi away, and he kept talking about Ji Zhizhi. Ji? That sounds awful. Jiang Zhixian sounds much better!"
Deng Qiu frowned. "Don't panic. Since the guests are here, let's treat them to the best food and drink and see what their purpose is."
In this home, the riverbank seems to provide shelter from the wind and rain.
But when it really comes to big things, Deng Qiu is still the backbone of the family and keeps the rhythm of things.
Jiang Anchao could only cheer from the sidelines. He always complained that Zhenwei was silly and cute, but little did he know that he was also a tiger.
He's comparable to that brave warrior who dared to go up the mountain to fight a tiger after drinking three bowls of wine.
As soon as Deng Qiu entered the family compound, he saw Ji Yanjing, dressed in military uniform, standing at the door waiting for him. Beside him was a very beautiful young lady in a red dress.
"Have you been waiting long?" Deng Qiu's smile was just right. She calmly stepped forward and opened the door. "Come in and talk. It's cold outside."
A hint of surprise flashed across Ji Yanjing's cold, hard face.
She invited me in without even asking who I was; this woman is quite shrewd.
He turned his head. "Xuetong, let's go."
"Mmm!" Xue Tong, with a bright smile on her innocent face, affectionately took her husband's arm and followed him in.
"Wow! You even have a vegetable garden at home? You've planted so many different kinds of vegetables! Ah Jing, let's plant them like that in our courtyard house when we go back to Beijing!"
As soon as Xue Tong entered, she remarked that although the courtyard was not large, it looked very elegant.
She was used to living in a courtyard house in Beijing, and this was the first time she had seen the layout of the military family compound in Suzhou. Although it was small, it didn't seem as dusty as the ones in Beijing, and it was quite elegant.
As soon as she entered the living room, the warm temperature made Xue Tong's face turn red.
She reached out and warmed herself by the stove. "In Beijing's courtyard houses, they also use stoves, but there's always a smoky smell. If I'm not careful, it always makes my eyes water. Sister, your house is so clean, and it smells so nice, not smoky at all!"
Deng Qiu originally thought the atmosphere would be a bit tense, after all, they were strangers to each other.
But what this young lady named Xuetong said immediately broke the awkward atmosphere.
She smiled and said, "There are young children in the family, so the stove is usually left on. It's also easy to remove the smell. We burn the charcoal outside and then bring it inside, so we won't feel choked when we add more coal later."
"Then why is there a faint fragrance?"
"Zhizhi likes to try new things, so she sometimes sets up a wire mesh on the stove to roast peanuts, sweet potatoes, and chestnuts. Oh... the aroma you smell might be from three oranges she roasted this morning, which she then tossed in after they got burnt."
Xue Tong nodded, her dimples appearing and disappearing on her cheeks, making her look even more playful and cute.
She removed the white fox fur scarf from her neck, her gaze lingering between the three children before finally settling on the cutest little dumpling.
"You must be Zhizhi. I'm your second aunt. My name is Xuetong. It's nice to meet you."
Zhizhi blinked her big eyes and stared at her second aunt for a long time before she finally reacted.
"Auntie, you're so beautiful... How did you fall for my uncle?"
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