Chapter 63: There's a slight worry that this is the deathly silence before madness...
Several days have passed, and her aunt hasn't come looking for her again, so everything should be alright for now.
Why do I say it's temporary? It's because with Tang Mingmei's personality and the Li Dazhu family's circumstances, it's no wonder life is never peaceful.
However, for a moment, Tang Mingli couldn't help but ponder what had happened that would cause her aunt to drop her umbrella when she left.
My aunt is the kind of person who would feel the pinch even if a needle fell out.
And after so many days, they haven't even gone back to look for it.
Did you forget where you left it? Or did you simply forget that you brought an umbrella?
Either way, it's enough to prove how distraught my aunt was that day.
What happened?
Tang Mingli shook her head, not wanting to think about it any further. It wasn't something that could be figured out simply by thinking about it.
Perhaps it won't be long before they meet again.
At this moment, Tang Mingli genuinely thought this way; it wasn't anticipation, but rather a sense of understanding.
However, she was wrong this time. It wasn't until the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching that Tang Mingli realized that her aunt's family had inexplicably faded out of her life.
What happened?
This time, Tang Mingli had to think about it carefully.
Little did she know that after Tang Mingmei was misunderstood by her in-laws as having a crush on Fu Ci, her life in the Li family became increasingly difficult.
Her in-laws and sister-in-law, who already had many opinions about her, seemed to have caught her doing something wrong to Li Dazhu, and never gave her a kind look, and were always sarcastic and cynical.
Li Dazhu looked at her with disgust, as if she had done something to offend him.
Tang Mingmei was furious.
She was the one who looked down on Fu Ci in the first place, yet she was falsely accused of liking him. With her proud personality, how could she possibly swallow this insult?
Therefore, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe the Li family's situation during that period as chaotic and disorganized.
In her most desperate moment, Tang Mingmei blurted out the word "divorce".
When those two words came out, not only the Li family members, but even she herself was stunned.
divorce?
It was as if a soul that had been suppressed for two lifetimes suddenly let out a cry.
Does she really want a divorce?
Or rather, does she really dare to get a divorce?
The brown sugar factory hasn't paid wages for two months, and having a job doesn't guarantee a stable life, as she had thought.
Even without that reason, and even if she has a stable job now, can she bear the criticism from others after the divorce?
Tang Mingmei became increasingly frightened as she thought about it, feeling as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her whole body ice-cold.
She looked at Li Dazhu, who was also stunned, afraid to hear the words "let's get a divorce" from his mouth.
Fortunately, she soon saw the same fear on the faces of Li Dazhu and the Li family.
The difference is that she hid, while they couldn't.
After that incident, the Li family became much more restrained.
Although life seemed much more comfortable, it didn't bring Tang Mingmei any relief, because she couldn't deceive herself, she and Li Dazhu couldn't go back to the way things were, and she couldn't ignore the Li family's disdain for her.
After going through many twists and turns, it seemed as if she had returned to her previous life.
Why is this happening?
During countless sleepless nights, Tang Mingmei couldn't help but shed tears and silently question God.
But God could not give her an answer.
Her mother would visit her occasionally, but she wouldn't allow her mother to say anything about Tang Mingli, and she wouldn't even allow her mother to go to the Fu family's house unless necessary.
She was afraid, afraid to hear even a single word about Tang Mingli being happy.
Tang Mingmei felt as if she was trapped in this life again, trapped in a dead end.
Just as she was sinking deeper into despair and anxiety, a change of events finally occurred.
She is pregnant.
It's no exaggeration to say that this good news turned the Li family upside down.
Although they were not satisfied with Tang Mingmei as their daughter-in-law, they never considered getting the two of them divorced.
The previous blind date incident had already caused quite a stir, even affecting Li Baohua's ability to find a partner. If they were to actually get a divorce, the Li family would be ridiculed, and Li Dazhu might not be able to find another partner smoothly.
Since they're not getting a divorce, they naturally hope to have a child soon.
Now their wish has finally come true. The Li family's attitude towards Tang Mingmei has changed completely, just like turning the pages of a book.
Because of this child, Tang Mingmei regained control of the Li family and swept away her previous resentment.
Because of this, and having previously suffered a miscarriage, she was being extra careful with this pregnancy.
Since the brown sugar factory couldn't pay wages anyway, I simply took a long leave to stay home and rest during my pregnancy.
The Li family largely supported her decision. After all, what could be more important than her child?
However, when Tang Mingmei couldn't hear her, she would still make a few critical remarks, saying that she was too delicate and that other pregnant women could continue working until they were about to give birth, while she was resting in bed all day long before her belly even showed.
Despite the criticism, given her previous painful experience with miscarriage, Li's mother really dared not ask Tang Mingmei to do any more work. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she treated her like a goddess.
Not only that, she also restrained her daughter, forbidding her from upsetting Tang Mingmei.
Li Baohua naturally understood why her mother did this. She wasn't the kind of person who didn't know what was important. Tang Mingmei was now pregnant with their Li family's offspring, so she could just bear with it. Anyway, the child would be born eventually.
And so, Tang Mingmei spent the first three months like a queen.
Almost everyone believes that once the first three months of pregnancy are over, the fetus is basically settled.
Tang Mingmei was no exception; she felt a sense of pride and triumph.
Counting on my fingers, Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here again.
She touched her still-flat stomach with a smug look on her face, thinking to herself, "My child is really something, arriving during the most difficult time of my life."
This Mid-Autumn Festival, she can go back to her parents' home without worry.
In previous years, Tang Mingli would send some mooncakes and fruit to their family on Mid-Autumn Festival. She could now go back to her parents' home and wait in peace.
In Tang Mingmei's view, Tang Mingli must have been under a lot of pressure because she hadn't gotten pregnant after so many years of marriage. The fact that she became pregnant less than a year after getting married must have been a huge blow to her.
This delusion gave Tang Mingmei an indescribable sense of victory.
Indeed, Tang Mingmei was right; on Mid-Autumn Festival, Tang Mingli did indeed bring fruit and mooncakes to her uncle's house again.
After months of no contact, it feels like I've gone back to when Tang Mingmei was still in the countryside. Peaceful, beautiful, and serene.
However, she was more proactive in visiting her uncle's house this year than in previous years.
In previous years, she was more constrained by her in-laws' emphasis on etiquette, but this year she herself wanted to go back home.
The sudden calmness of these usually boisterous people made Tang Mingli somewhat worried that it was the deathly stillness before a breakdown. Therefore, she still wanted to go back and check on her uncle and the others.
It's best to be realistic and take things for granted; who doesn't want a peaceful and stable life?
She wasn't overthinking it... so she didn't avoid it, treating it as a spice in her life.
On the way, Tang Mingli saw many people carrying mooncakes wrapped in oil paper, their faces beaming with smiles.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in the first year of reform and opening up was truly the best embodiment of "you are good, I am good, and everyone is good."
Those with skills can make and sell mooncakes to earn money, and those who used to have trouble getting enough mooncake vouchers can now enjoy mooncake freedom this year.
This overflowing happiness is contagious, and Tang Mingli's steps involuntarily became lighter as well.
That's great.
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