"Third brother, who bought you this scarf?" Brother Zhou felt that his younger brother was a bit wasteful. If he wanted a scarf, there must be someone in his family who could knit it. His wife, second brother and sister-in-law, and his parents all knew how to knit it.
Zhou Songbai subconsciously touched the scarf, then let go under the gaze of his family, "No, Zhiyu gave it to me."
No one except Zhou's father and mother knew about his relationship with Meng Zhiyu. They were stunned when he said that. Mrs. Zhou reacted the fastest. She covered her mouth and laughed, "Third brother, when did you start dating Zhiyu? Why didn't you tell our family?"
Mrs. Zhou was not surprised by this. What surprised her was that the two of them had become together without her noticing. As someone who had experienced this, she had already noticed that her brother-in-law was interested in her.
Zhou's mother had been holding this matter in her heart for several days and had wanted to tell it a long time ago, but her third son said that they had just confirmed their relationship and wanted to wait until their relationship was stable before telling it.
As a mother, she naturally has to help her son. What if she tells others about it too early and scares away her future daughter-in-law?
She raised her head proudly and said, "Humph, it doesn't matter whether I tell you earlier or later. Even if I tell you, I can't let them get married right away."
Father Zhou pulled her clothes and said, "What are you talking about? Zhiyu is still young and definitely doesn't want to get married too early. What if it gets out and people misunderstand her?"
He tried to smooth things over, "Your mother meant that the girl is shy and they just got together and don't want so many people to know."
Zhou Ersao thought she understood and assured her, "Dad and Mom, don't worry, I won't let outsiders gossip about Zhiyu."
As long as there is any little movement between a man and a woman in the village, people will gossip about them. Even if there is no connection, they will try to find some connection between you. Even if there is a connection, they will try to make trouble for you even if there is nothing wrong.
Mrs. Zhou had experienced this situation before when she was looking for a marriage partner, and she also agreed, "Second sister-in-law is right."
After dinner, the snowflakes did not stop falling, and seemed to be getting heavier. Zhou Songbai gave up his plan to go to the county town. Thinking that he came back too late yesterday and didn't get to see his girlfriend, he said goodbye to his father and mother, took the food he bought for Zhiyu, put a coat on his head and went out.
Meng Zhiyu had also finished her breakfast and was sitting under the eaves with Li Tingman and the others, playing in the snow. She saw someone coming in the heavy snow and quickly asked him to come in. "Why are you here at this hour? Come in quickly."
"No need, I'll just stand here." Zhou Songbai shook off his clothes covered with a layer of snow, held them in his hands, and handed the snacks to her.
Although they are dating now, they are not married yet, so it is not good for them to be alone in the same room.
Seeing that he was unwilling, Meng Zhiyu did not force him. She knew what he was worried about and felt sweet in her heart for his attentiveness. She asked him to sit down first while she took the snacks and went back to the house to pour some water.
Zhou Songbai greeted Mu Ziwei and the others who were staring at him. He had a good impression of these people and wanted to have a good relationship with them.
If they get married in the future, Zhiyu's family will definitely not be able to come, just like when Song Zhiqing got married before, they will definitely have to be Zhiyu's family members.
"Why doesn't Songbai rest at home? It's snowing so heavily today. What if he catches a cold? Does your mother know you are here?" Mu Ziwei leaned against his door and looked at him with concern.
Jiang Zengzhi, who came to the backyard to play out of boredom, saw ill intentions in Mu Ziwei's expression. Although he didn't hear anything wrong in his words, he had a hunch that there must be something fishy going on.
Zhou Songbai patted the snowflakes on his trouser legs and said, "I was too busy yesterday and came back late, so I didn't come to see Zhiyu. It happened to be snowing so heavily today, so I came to see if I could help."
As for Zhou's mother, "I must say hello to my family before I go out. My mother naturally knows."
Meng Zhiyu handed him the brown sugar water, then moved a stool and sat next to him to listen to their conversation.
Mu Ziwei smiled and nodded, "Did you find a job in the county?"
He only knew that Zhou Songbai went to the county town almost every day, but he didn't know what he was busy with. He saw him buying snacks for Zhiyu from time to time. Thinking of the situation of the Zhou family, he was sure that this was the money he earned himself.
"I guess so." Zhou Songbai certainly couldn't say I don't have a job. I'm a middleman in the black market, buying and selling. "My two brothers and I do some Curry work together."
Running around every day can be considered as hard labor.
Jiang Zengzhi sighed, "You are really hardworking. You work in the fields to earn work points during the busy farming season, and do hard labor to earn money during the slack season. I can't do that."
In contrast, what should I do if I suddenly feel lazy?
Li Qingqing also nodded in agreement. Seeing how dark he looked, she felt that he must be tired from working all day.
Mu Ziwei couldn't help rolling his eyes. He really let down his people. He didn't believe that he was such a pitiful person who did hard labor. He was 80% sure that the work he did was related to the black market.
Meng Zhiyu remained silent the entire time, silently eating melon seeds and letting the two of them chat and laugh with each other. As long as they didn't fight, it was fine.
After all, one is my wife's family and the other is my boyfriend. It would be bad to be in the middle and take sides with either side.
The time spent playing passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was time for lunch. The snowflakes in the sky gradually became smaller, but there was no sign of stopping.
"Brother Zhou, don't leave. Stay here and eat." Mu Ziwei invited him to stay for dinner.
Zhou Songbai politely declined, and after giving Zhiyu a few gentle instructions, he walked towards the backyard gate with his clothes on.
Meng Zhiyu watched him walk away, and then went back to the house to make lunch after hearing his friends' "eh".
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