Chapter 12 Sister-in-law
As soon as the voice sounded, Pei Xingzhi and Dong Hanyun lowered their heads tacitly, and when they raised them again, they became familiar faces.
Meng Yanchun was wearing a coarse linen shirt with buttons on his hands, and he looked at the two men suspiciously.
"Nothing. I told Xingzhi about how Xiaowan picked me up."
Dong Hanyun didn't even look at Meng Yanchun and just added firewood on her own.
"Yes, I heard my sister-in-law talk about Xiaowan's childhood." Pei Xingzhi smiled at Meng Yanchun.
Meng Yanchun looked at this and that, and the atmosphere became a little quiet.
Pei Xingzhi: ...
Dong Hanyun put a few more pieces of firewood, and the fire in the stove was so big that it was about to burn out.
"Hey, if you guys are talking about this, ask me. I know more than you do."
Meng Yanchun suddenly grinned and began to chatter about Meng Wanqiu's childhood.
The two people next to him did not interrupt him.
When Meng Wanqiu was six years old, Meng Fengdong was still young and needed to be taken care of by Grandma Meng, and Meng Yanchun had already started helping with housework, so only Meng Mingxia took care of Meng Wanqiu.
Meng Mingxia felt sorry for her sister staying at home every day, so she took Meng Wanqiu out without telling Grandma Meng.
But as children, when they saw other children playing, they couldn't help but join in and play, and they forgot about Meng Wanqiu.
Meng Wanqiu wandered around by herself and came to the village entrance, where she met Dong Hanyun, who was dressed in rags and was dirty.
During those years of severe drought, countless people were forced to leave their homes just to beg for food and survive.
For families with many children, it is even more difficult to support the whole family, so many people did this: every time they arrived at a village, they would throw a child at the entrance of the village. As for whether the child could survive, it depended on God's will.
This is how Dong Hanyun was abandoned by her parents in Qinghe Village. When she woke up, all her family members were gone. She was alone and crying at the gate of Qinghe Village.
This attracted a lot of villagers. Everyone knew what was going on, but no one's family was well off. They couldn't even get enough food at home, so how could they possibly pick up another child and take him back?
One day, two days, three days.
Dong Hanyun wandered around the village entrance for three days and fainted from hunger. When she woke up again in a daze, she saw Meng Wanqiu squatting beside her. She had two pigtails and looked like a lucky doll from a New Year picture.
At that moment, Dong Hanyun thought she was dead, but she met the little fairy. With her dying breath, she said, "Little fairy, I'm so hungry."
Little Fuwa tilted his head, took out a small brocade bag from the small pocket on the front of his clothes, took out a small piece of mung bean cake, and put it into Dong Hanyun's mouth tremblingly.
She didn’t know how much time had passed during the whole process, but in Dong Hanyun’s heart, this beautiful little fairy was deeply imprinted in her memory.
There wasn't much mung bean cake in the small sachet, not enough to fill Dong Hanyun's stomach.
Finally, Meng Wanqiu's small hand, as white as a steamed bun, held Dong Hanyun's dirty and black hand, and walked home with them.
On the way, he met Meng Yanchun who came to look for his sister. He also felt sorry for the little beggar, but he didn't dare to take him home for fear of being scolded by his family.
But little Meng Wanqiu refused to let go, and the little beggar also refused to let go. Finally, Meng Yanchun gritted his teeth and took them both back.
Poor Meng Mingxia, who was standing behind, realized that his sister was missing. He searched the whole village anxiously, but couldn't find her. In the end, he was so scared that he cried and didn't dare to go home.
Finally, Meng's father and mother went out and found him, saying that his sister was at home. After giving him a mixed doubles beating, Meng Mingxia was taken back home.
Dong Hanyun was hidden at home by the brother and sister for a whole week before she was discovered by Grandma Meng.
In the end, Dong Hanyun was adopted by the Meng family. When she grew up, she married Meng Yanchun and gave birth to a son, Meng Zhuangzhuang.
Pei Xingzhi wasn't very interested at first, but as he listened, he took it to heart and even imagined what Meng Wanqiu looked like when she was a child. She must have been a chubby little girl.
It seems that he has been very bold since he was a child. When he was a child, he dared to pick up people at home. When he grew up, he dared to propose marriage to a stranger when he met him. It seemed that it was not a strange thing.
"Hahaha, the funniest thing is you, my wife. You've been living here for a year and you still think Xiao Wan is a little fairy. You even burn incense and kowtow to her while she's sleeping. Haha - ow"
Dong Hanyun slapped Meng Yanchun on the back, instantly stopping his laughter.
"Pfft—sorry, I'll go out first." Pei Xingzhi was amused by what Meng Yanchun said.
Think about that picture: a chubby little girl is sleeping on the bed, and there is a child of about the same age under the bed. There is an incense burner on the ground with three lit incense sticks in it. The smoke is floating upwards, and the child under the bed is bowing with a pious look on his face. Just thinking about this picture makes people want to laugh.
After Pei Xingzhi left, Dong Hanyun blushed and hit Meng Yanchun again, angrily saying, "I told you to speak, I told you to speak, but you kept saying everything—hmm."
Meng Yanchun held his wife's waist and stood obediently, letting her hit him, apologizing: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, please don't hit me, I'm thick-skinned, don't hurt my hands."
But his wife was disobedient. If he hurt her with his hands, he would be the one who felt bad. Meng Yanchun decided to sacrifice himself and lowered his head to kiss the little mouth that kept chattering.
At half past six, the people of Qinghe Village started to go to work, beginning a busy and tiring day.
Jiang Xiuxiu, who had been detained for two days, was finally released.
After Jiang's mother opened the door, Jiang Xiuxiu, with disheveled hair and dirty face, walked out of the room. Seeing her daughter like this, Jiang's mother felt a little distressed and wanted to touch her head, but Jiang Xiuxiu dodged her.
Jiang's mother paused, her eyes reddening. "Are you blaming me? I've told you countless times not to go looking for Pei Zhiqing. He doesn't have you in his heart. It's useless no matter how many times you go. He'll only get more and more annoyed by you. If you ruin your reputation, who will be hurt and heartbroken?"
Jiang Xiuxiu didn't care what Jiang's mother said. From the moment Jiang's mother locked her up two days ago, she no longer considered her her mother.
Now this person is just a stumbling block blocking her progress. "I know, Mom. Make me a bowl of noodles. I'm hungry." Jiang Xiuxiu shook her mother's hand and said softly and coquettishly.
Jiang's mother wiped her tears and said, "Go wash your face first. I'll make it for you."
Looking at Jiang's mother's busy back, Jiang Xiuxiu's eyes were full of indifference, and there was no trace of the cute look she had just now.
She can't leave now. She has to act pleasing in front of Jiang's mother, otherwise she will really go crazy if she is locked up for another two days.
But these two days were not wasted. Jiang Xiuxiu thought about a lot of things and decided to give up Pei Xingzhi. This guy had fooled her so many times and lied to her about information.
If she gets the chance, she will definitely take revenge on Pei Xingzhi.
As for Meng Wanqiu, Jiang Xiuxiu planned to find an opportunity to test the place, but she couldn't expose herself, otherwise she would lose a lot of advantages.
Think about it, Jiang Xiuxiu came back from the future, and what she knows is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Why should she rely on men? She can also make a name for herself on her own.
Now, the most important thing is to get some money and then leave this dirty countryside.
Looking at her young face in the basin, Jiang Xiuxiu's eyes darkened and a plan silently emerged in her mind.
At noon, Jiang Wu, who had finished his work, walked side by side with his father Jiang He, complaining that Pei Xingzhi did not give their Jiang family face.
"Dad, shouldn't you think of a way to punish that brat Pei Xingzhi? He really doesn't take our family seriously."
"I asked him to come to our house for dinner this morning, but this guy went to the Meng family this afternoon. Isn't this a complete slap in our face?"
Jiang He looked straight ahead, his hoe on his shoulder. "I've told you many times not to act on impulse. Use your brain when speaking, and say what you want to say to the right person. Pei Xingzhi is an educated youth from the city, and he's always been aloof. You can't use force on him."
"But Dad, he was the one who didn't give me face first. I was very nice before..."
"Bullshit, I don't know you. Pei Zhiqing doesn't like your sister in the first place. No matter how nice your tone is, he won't give you face. Besides, with your temper, it's good enough that you don't hit anyone, humph."
Jiang Wu scratched his head and realized his mistake, but he still couldn't swallow his anger.
"What should we do, Dad? You can't just do nothing. Don't we know the boy's background? Do you want to..." Jiang Wu made a writing gesture, which meant to report.
Jiang He kicked Jiang Wu in anger, "You useless thing, can you please use your brain more? So many leaders in the county know Pei Xingzhi's background, but nothing has happened. And you asked me, a production team leader, to report him. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"
Pei Xingzhi's background is mysterious. The leaders of the commune seem to be still waiting and watching. His eldest brother also told them not to care. If they rushed forward at this time, his team leader would not want to do it anymore.
Looking at this impulsive and reckless second son, Jiang He secretly shook his head. He was still not as good as Xiao Wen, but that was enough. For a family to have a promising son was already a great honor.
Now he just needs to keep an eye on Jiang Wu and prevent him from causing trouble for his eldest son Jiang Wen.
"So are we really going to do nothing?" Jiang Wu asked unwillingly.
Jiang He looked at Jiang Wu, his mouth stretched to his cheeks, revealing a strange smile: "Not dealing with Pei Xingzhi doesn't mean you can't deal with others. Who do you think Pei Xingzhi cares about now?"
Jiang Wu rested his chin on his hand and thought, "That guy Pei Xingzhi would care who it is, getting married, getting married." Jiang Wu clapped his hands excitedly and said loudly, "Getting married, then that guy Pei Xingzhi must care about his wife, that fool from the Meng family."
Jiang He slapped him on the head, "Idiot, we haven't even reached home yet, keep your voice down, do you want the whole village to hear us, the Jiang family, bullying that little fool?"
"Oh, I know I was wrong." Jiang Wu didn't care about the pain in his head and asked impatiently, "Dad, how are you going to deal with that little fool?"
Jiang He smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes."
When Jiang's mother returned home and saw Jiang He, she immediately handed him some water and asked Jiang Xiuxiu to fetch some water for her father to wash his face.
As the head of the family, Jiang Xiuxiu was naturally very attentive to her father. After fetching water, she also massaged Jiang He's shoulders attentively. She had learned this skill from a massage master in her previous life in order to serve people better.
Sure enough, Jiang He felt very comfortable with her massage, and his tone of voice softened. You know, he had ignored Jiang Xiuxiu for the past two days.
"Xiu Xiu has grown up." Jiang He sighed.
"Dad, I was ignorant before. Don't worry, I don't like Pei Xingzhi anymore and I won't embarrass you again."
Jiang He patted Jiang Xiuxiu's hand, "Just know my mother and I have good intentions. Pei Xingzhi is not suitable for you. When the time comes, I will find someone better. I guarantee that even eight horses will not be able to catch up with Pei Xingzhi."
Jiang Xiuxiu nodded with emotion, but she didn't take it seriously. What kind of promising people could her father know? They were either from this village or that village, or the sons of county leaders.
To be honest, Jiang Xiuxiu, who had a new life, had higher standards. In her heart, apart from the future richest man like Pei Xingzhi, only the son of the governor was worthy of him.
"By the way, Xiuxiu, didn't your teacher teach you how to use the abacus when you were in school? Now you can practice it again."
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