Wen Xiumei stopped Yang Chunhua, who was about to go back to her room to sleep, and said in a serious tone, "Mom, this is terrible! After Xie Zhiqing finished taking a bath, he and his brother-in-law were doing something in the room."
Hearing her second daughter-in-law's thoughtless words, Yang Chunhua felt utterly helpless. She turned to her anxious daughter-in-law and said, "What they do is none of your business! They're not your men, why are you so anxious!"
"......"
Wen Xiumei choked for a moment, then nervously smiled apologetically: "Mom, you can't say that! This man is unmarried and the woman is single, they're like dry wood meeting a flame, how can they live together in the same room? It won't sound good if word gets out!"
“This is our own home, how could it get out to outsiders? If there are any rumors going around, it must be you who said them!” Yang Chunhua glanced at her and warned coldly, “Wen Xiumei, let me tell you, don’t go around talking about family matters outside, or I’ll tear your mouth apart.”
"......" Why can't I say anything right?
Wen Xiumei thought of another idea and said to her mother-in-law with great concern, "Mom, my brother-in-law has never dated a girl before. What if he gets deceived by that educated youth Xie? This educated youth Xie keeps him in the room. I don't know what bad things he's going to do. It's really worrying me!"
Yang Chunhua stared in disbelief at her daughter-in-law, who was speaking so earnestly. She didn't want to admit that she had chosen such a foolish person for her second son. How could she have made such a mistake?
Wen Xiumei, who was paying close attention to her mother-in-law's expression, was secretly pleased when she saw her mother-in-law's expression turn serious: Haha, she's going inside to settle accounts now!
Suddenly, the mother-in-law turned around without saying a word and walked towards her main room.
Seeing that she was going the wrong way, Wen Xiumei hurriedly called out, "Mom, you've gone to the wrong place! They're in my sister-in-law's room!"
"......"
Yang Chunhua stopped and slowly turned around, speaking softly to her impatient daughter-in-law: "In your opinion, if something really happens between them, who will suffer more?"
"..." Okay, it seems to be a young lady.
Seeing her mother-in-law return to the main room after speaking and completely ignore the situation, Wen Xiumei muttered indignantly, "It's not your son who's suffering, so you just abandon him and don't care. How can you be so cold-hearted!"
She returned to her room, feeling frustrated and resentful, thinking as she walked: This Xie educated youth won over her brother-in-law in just one day, and it seems her mother-in-law is also favoring her. If she were to marry into the family, where would she find a place?
No! We must break up their relationship and let Hye-soo marry into the family.
Wen Xiumei lowered her head and pondered as she entered the house. As soon as she entered, she saw Zhao Honglin lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) leisurely enjoying himself, and anger immediately welled up in her heart.
Although she felt guilty and insecure in this family for not having a son, and was hesitant to act in front of her mother-in-law's authority, she still felt somewhat confident in the man she slept in the same bed with every day.
"You're like a piece of mud that can't be plastered on a wall. All you do all day is lie on the kang (heated brick bed) and never go out to do any work or earn any more money. Do you think your parents can support you for the rest of your life?!"
Wen Xiumei glared at her man, looking down on his clueless behavior.
Zhao Honglin was furious at being scolded for no reason. Unlike Wen Xiumei, who knew to control her voice so others wouldn't hear, he started yelling back:
"Pah! You lazy old woman, how dare you say that? You just laze around at home all day without working, who's really supporting you? If it weren't for your father, would you be living this comfortable life?"
"I do all the housework at home, including laundry and cooking. Without me, would you have food to eat or clothes to wear?" Wen Xiumei was as angry as a pufferfish.
Zhao Honglin scoffed, "Come on, the food you made was awful, how dare you say that?"
"You!" Wen Xiumei was struck where it hurt, and in her anger, she rushed at Zhao Honglin, crying and yelling, "If it tastes bad, then don't eat it! Don't you have any conscience...?"
Zhao Honglin's face was scratched several times, and he ran out of the house in a disheveled state, just in time to meet Zhao Honghui coming out of Xie Yuyao's room.
"You've got guts!"
“I…she…” Zhao Honglin heard his older brother’s mocking rebuke, pointing at him one moment and then at the house the next. He watched helplessly as his older brother went straight to the kitchen to fetch water for a bath. He squatted in the corner, feeling frustrated.
The next morning, Xie Yuyao was awakened by the noise outside. In rural life, people go to bed early and get up early, and few people sleep in.
She got up and changed into the new dress she had bought yesterday—a long, knee-length skirt paired with leggings—and then put on a khaki trench coat.
As soon as the door was opened, it attracted a lot of attention.
Zhao Honghui got up early, and the moment he saw her, a deep light shone in his eyes.
He attentively helped her fetch water to wash up, asking with concern, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"I slept soundly until dawn," Xie Yuyao said with a smile.
Yang Chunhua came out of the kitchen and said warmly, "Yaoyao, you're up! We're having white rice porridge this morning. I haven't thanked you for giving us so much rice yet!"
"You're too kind." Xie Yuyao smiled, but secretly she was worried. The rice from yesterday was filthy, and she didn't know if it could be washed clean.
Seeing through her subtle expressions, Zhao Honghui immediately whispered, "If you're not hungry, let's go to town to eat. We agreed on that last night."
"I'm not hungry!" Xie Yuyao quickly shook her head.
Zhao Honghui smiled indulgently and turned to say, "Mom, Yao Yao and I are going to town, so we won't be eating at home."
Yang Chunhua was a little unhappy. Eating out is free! This porridge is already prepared, and it's made with refined grains. How can you complain?
No, she has to keep a tighter grip on Honghui's money. With their extravagant spending habits, they're not good at managing money.
Therefore, when Xie Yuyao went back to her room to pack her clothes and take them to wash, Zhao Honghui was dragged into the room by his mother.
"Mom, what is it now?" Zhao Honghui, eager to help Yao Yao, was a little impatient.
Yang Chunhua asked sternly, "Honghui, how much money do you have left?"
"Does the family need money?" Zhao Honghui quickly went through recent events in his mind. Could it be that one of his relatives' houses had also collapsed?
"No, Mom sees you spend money so extravagantly and wants to help you save money for your wedding."
Zhao Honghui said with dissatisfaction, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore, I can make my own arrangements."
"But don't you want to save more money to give Yao Yao a grand wedding?" Yang Chunhua struck at his weak spot, immediately finding his Achilles' heel.
Zhao Honghui was silent for a moment, agreeing with his mother's intention to save money, but said, "Mom, I will save it myself."
“But you go out every day and spend money like water, how can you save any money?” Yang Chunhua didn’t believe him.
In the past, he would often buy things and bring them home as if they were free; now that he has a girlfriend, it goes without saying.
If I hadn't been in charge of most of his salary, how could I have afforded so many precious medicinal herbs during his recovery period, allowing him to recover so quickly!
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