The third sister-in-law sneered at this time: "This is because my parents and brother tolerate you. If you were in my family, if you didn't get married at this age, you would have been kicked out long ago!"
Looking at Old Mrs. Qian who remained silent without any rebuttal, Zhou Baozhen was in disbelief.
"I grew up in this family, but I'm not as good as the sister-in-law who married in later!"
Old Man Zhou frowned and said, "You're a woman, and you'll belong to your husband's family sooner or later. You should be grateful to your family for raising you until you get married! Your sister-in-law married into the family, so how can you compare with her?"
Old Mrs. Qian finally softened her heart and sighed, "Your parents won't be able to keep you forever! We can still protect you while we're here, but from now on, this house belongs to your brother and sister-in-law. If you don't get married, where are you going to go?"
Zhou Baozhen was filled with resentment, but she didn't dare to tell him her plan, because if she did, she would just be laughed at for being wishful thinking and daydreaming.
No one believes that women can achieve anything in their careers. A woman’s destiny is to get married and have children!
She gritted her teeth and decided to take a gamble.
"I went to my eldest sister's house today to meet her fourth child!"
"Is that really the case?"
Old Mrs. Qian's expression suddenly became earnest, and she leaned forward:
"Didn't he like you? You went to talk to him again? What happened? Did he agree?"
Zhou Baozhen gritted her teeth, her breathing trembling with anger, but she could only make up stories to fool her parents.
"He's already had some thoughts about it, but he hasn't said it explicitly. I plan to go again tomorrow, and with my eldest sister helping us, there shouldn't be any problems."
When Old Lady Qian heard Zhou Yujiao, she looked at her with disdain and suspicion, "What's the use of her? Didn't she ask you to take down her uncle a few years ago?"
Father Zhou, on the other hand, looked a little more relaxed. "His family has had granddaughters for the past few years, so they must be looking forward to the fourth child getting married and having a grandson! At his age, can he find someone more suitable than Baozhen? I think it will work this time!"
For now, the matter was temporarily put off, and Zhou Baozhen was able to return to her room and sleep peacefully.
But she tossed and turned, knowing that this was not a long-term solution and would be exposed sooner or later.
After thinking about it all night, she decided to communicate with them.
Aunt Wan is an open-minded person, her eldest sister's words carry weight at home, and Hua Jingmin also seems to be a reasonable person. If it really doesn't work out, I might as well marry him and help him give birth to a son.
Although this is the worst-case scenario, it is much better than her marrying into another family.
The last time I saw Hua Jingmin, he didn't seem to want to get married and have children. Now he suddenly has no plans anymore. Maybe something has happened.
Zhou Baozhen thought about it and could only think that maybe the other party had someone he liked, but because she was married or for some other reason she couldn't be with him, which hit him hard and he temporarily lost the idea of getting married.
If that's the case, that's perfect.
There is no love between them. She helps him give birth to a child, so he doesn't have to feel any psychological burden. He helps her deal with the pressure from her family to get married, so she doesn't have to worry about him losing anything.
We will live our own lives from now on and go our separate ways when the time comes.
As for the child, she doesn't have to have one. Given the conditions of Lao Hua's family, it is not easy to raise a child.
Zhou Baozhen knew that Hua Jingmin had to go to work early in the morning, and it would be awkward to go to his house too early and catch him just waking up.
So I decided to go in the afternoon and tell Hua Jingmin when he got home in the evening.
In the morning, Old Mrs. Qian picked a basket of big yellow oranges.
Just after lunch, Old Mrs. Qian couldn't wait to ask Zhou Baozhen to take some oranges to Old Hua's house.
"Take this basket of oranges with you. Be diligent and have a sweet mouth, okay?"
…
“Ohhhh—”
The roosters began to crow.
Early in the morning, Hua Wanchi got up excitedly and wanted to sneak out to sign in.
Zhou Yujiao had already gotten up and was busy at the stove, and Hua Xuguo had also gone to fetch water.
Seeing Hua Wanchi getting up so early, the old man smiled and said, "It's only half past five now, Chi Bao, why are you up so early? It's still dark outside, go back to sleep."
Hua Wanchi just wanted to sign in at this moment. He smiled and asked, "Grandpa, where is my mom?"
The old man pointed to the kitchen and said, "Here, in the kitchen. Are you going to look for your mother?"
Hua Wanchi slipped towards the kitchen. As soon as she entered the kitchen, she turned around and slipped out the door without waiting for her mother to see her.
The night had not yet completely dissipated and the sky was still dim. She ran to Dujuan Hill on the crackling frost and signed in.
"Successful sign-in, item obtained: Mutated Sugarcane."
[Mutated sugarcane: Planting a single strand of mutant sugarcane yields a bundle of thick, crisp, and sweet sugarcane, suitable for both sugar production and consumption. It is water- and drought-resistant, with a high yield and sugar production. This trait can be passed down from generation to generation.]
"use!"
"All sugarcane in Dafang Village has been updated, and the mutation characteristics will take effect on the new generation of sugarcane."
Hua Wanchi then strolled back home contentedly, holding a bunch of blueberry bushes in his hand. They looked like they had just been pulled out of the soil, but in fact they were taken out from the space.
Although most of the grass and trees are yellow and bare in winter, there are always some places that are still green.
She casually planted the shrubs outside the courtyard wall and then strolled into the house.
There was a fire in the kitchen, so it was warm.
The sound of water pouring and the gurgling sound in the pot came one after another, and steam rose from the stove.
She looked up at the tall stove and asked her mother, "Mom, what are we having for breakfast this morning?"
Zhou Yujiao turned around and saw that her hands were covered in mud again. She said angrily, "The ground is frozen like this, but it can't stop you from playing in the mud! Go wash your hands quickly and ask your dad to pour you some hot water!"
"What to eat? What other delicacies do you want? Rice porridge is good enough! And salted duck eggs, dried pumpkin, dried eggplant, dried peaches, and moldy tofu to go with the porridge. Isn't that great?"
Hua Wanchi turned around and retorted, "The dried pumpkin and eggplant are so hard, I can't eat them!"
"So what do you want to eat?"
Hua Wanchi's mouth was watering and she began to fantasize boldly.
"I want to eat xiaolongbao, soy milk, and rice noodles!"
She wasn't worried about being caught talking about this. When her aunt gave birth in May, her father took her to a state-owned restaurant to eat these.
Since you have eaten it, it is not surprising that you can say these things.
Zhou Yujiao put her hands on her hips and said, "Do you think you're a landlord's daughter? You want xiaolongbao, soy milk, and noodles! You have so many different options!"
Hua Wanchi licked his lips and rolled his eyes.
At noon, two men carried a small mill and placed it at the door, wiped the sweat off their face, and left.
Hua Xuguo was puzzled: "What is this for?"
Wan Qingliu came out and said, "Didn't Chi Bao say he wanted to drink soy milk? I asked someone to buy a stone mill so I can grind soy milk for you later."
In fact, Hua Wanchi took it out himself and asked the little clay figurine to carry it home.
Grandma took the blame for her again.
Hua Xuguo was stunned with astonishment: "This, this, you bought a millstone just now?"
Although he doted on his own daughter, he was shocked at the extent to which his own mother doted on his granddaughter.
What else can he say?
I could only move the millstone in silently.
Not to mention, it's not big, but it's quite heavy to carry.
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