"Hey, this is an interesting story. Tang Wenya went to the countryside and immediately said she was pregnant. Chen Meili took care of her in every way, and the production team assigned her some light work without scolding her." Zhou Chunyan glanced at Wu Xiufang and answered first, "She relied on her good looks and sweet talk to even win over the village chief's mentally challenged son..."
The reason why the village chief's son is said to be stupid is because everyone knows that Tang Wenya is pregnant.
A grown man is hanging around a pregnant woman, unable to date her or get anything out of her. What's he after?
"Yes, the village chief's son helps Tang Wenya with chores every day, and he even helps her chop firewood and cook," Wu Xiufang added. She had seen all of this with her own eyes. At the time, she thought Tang Wenya was very good at getting along with people, but now that she thinks about it, pshaw!
"After Xiao Tingshen left, everyone in the village knew he was Tang Wenya's boyfriend. The women praised him for being handsome, but the men disliked him, calling him a gigolo and saying that he had gotten the girl pregnant before marriage and was shameless."
Zhou Chunyan got more and more excited as she spoke, spitting as she spoke, "Especially the village chief's son, who didn't like him at all, so he had someone stop him on the road, drag him to the production team's cowshed, beat him up, and locked him in the cowshed for one night."
"Tang Wenya was frantic and said she was going to call the police. In the end, the village chief had to step in and they finally found Xiao Tingshen just before dawn. The village chief had his son apologize to Xiao Tingshen, which prevented the matter from escalating."
“Yes, I heard that because of this, the village chief personally went to the educated youth office and said that Xiao Tingshen and Tang Wenya had already registered their marriage and asked them to arrange for the young couple to return to the city as soon as possible.” Wu Xiufang also joined in the gossip and whispered to Xu Qingning, “Coincidentally, Xiao Tingshen’s father sent someone to pick them up, and you know what happened after that.”
"So that's how it is." Xu Qingning understood.
Tang Wenya claimed to be pregnant in order to avoid doing chores.
Why did he adopt such a brothel-like attitude, trying to get close to the village chief's son?
Tang Wenya is good-looking. If she gives a young man a slight hint, the hot-blooded young man will definitely fall for her!
萧廷深一去，就成了村长儿子的情敌，还被揍了一顿，只能说，萧廷深倒霉。
"I didn't expect such a big mess to happen in the village." Yang Yuelan was quite surprised when she heard this.
She knew the village chief's son; he seemed like a decent young man. How could he do something like this?
"Anyway, this is all Tang Wenya's fault," Zhou Chunyan sneered. "If she had just worked diligently in the fields, none of this would have happened!"
"Yes, it's better to be honest and upright," Yang Yuelan said, continuing her needlework.
After making the bedding for the kang (a heated brick bed), she also had to make small quilts and clothes for her unborn grandson, as well as cotton-padded jackets and trousers for her son and daughter-in-law to wear in winter, all of which had to be prepared in advance.
Although I don't seem to do much work each day, I'm actually quite busy.
After settling the children with Yang Yuelan and Xu Qingning, Wu Xiufang and Zhou Chunyan went to the station to catch a bus. There was only one bus from Jiaodong City to Nanping Township in the morning; if they missed it, they would have to wait until tomorrow.
As soon as their mother left, the two mischievous boys went wild.
After lunch, they ran around in the yard and broke a flowerpot belonging to Wang Cuifen next door. Wang Cuifen was so angry that she dragged the two mischievous boys by the ears to Yang Yuelan's house to complain: "Look at your two little grandsons, they broke my perfectly good flowerpots."
"That flowerpot fell by itself, it's not our fault."
"That's right, we didn't run into them."
The two brothers were not convinced.
"It was you two! I saw it with my own eyes!" Wang Cuifen poked the two boys' heads angrily. "You little kids, all you do is lie! What will you be like when you grow up?"
Yang Yuelan kept apologizing to her: "I'm so sorry, little sister. I'll buy a new flowerpot and send it to you tomorrow. I'll definitely take good care of them from now on."
Even dogs dislike seven- or eight-year-olds.
She couldn't just keep them indoors and prevent them from going out.
"If this happens again, it won't be as simple as just replacing the flowerpots." Wang Cuifen stormed off.
No sooner had Wang Cuifen left than Zhang Guoshi came knocking on the door with a dark face: "Your two brats broke our windows, you have to compensate us."
"Did you break it?" Yang Yuelan asked them angrily.
“It was my brother.” Zhao Qiyuan blinked, pointed at Zhao Chengjun, and whispered, “He shot him with a slingshot.”
Zhao Chengjun lowered his head.
"How much?" Yang Yuelan asked with a forced smile.
"Give me fifty cents!" Zhang Guoshi finally softened her expression. "It's not that we neighbors are being picky, but we've never seen such a naughty child."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Yang Yuelan had no choice but to take out five cents and give it to her.
After Zhang Guoshi left, Yang Yuelan scolded the two boys a few times. Looking at her grandson, who was covered in mud, she put down her needlework, went to the yard to boil a pot of water, and took a large basin for washing clothes so that the two could bathe. She also washed their clothes.
After they finished washing, they discovered that Wu Xiufang and Zhou Chunyan hadn't brought any change of clothes for the two boys. They were only wearing navy blue coarse cloth jackets and pants, without even underwear.
Xu Qingning heard this from inside the house, took out two pieces of cloth and draped them over the two boys: "You two go and wait on the kang (heated brick bed), and don't run around."
The two brothers glanced at Xu Qingning, then obediently wrapped their heads in cloth and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
With no clothes to wear, the two mischievous children were restless, rolling around and playing on the kang (a heated brick bed) with only scraps of cloth covering their bodies.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter. You can wear long sleeves in the morning and evening, and short sleeves at noon.
The white raw fabric she bought last time had been dyed yellow and green, and she hadn't used it all yet, so Xu Qingning combined the two colors and made two new outfits for the two boys: short-sleeved shirts, loose cropped pants, and an overcoat.
Yang Yuelan also knew how to sew, but she didn't know how to sew anything too complicated. She made do with the scraps of fabric and sewed two little vests and underwear for the two boys.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law spent the whole afternoon making clothes for the two little boys, inside and out.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and the two brothers immediately perked up in their new clothes. Their yellow and green jackets were stylish and fashionable, and their matching short-sleeved shirts and pants made their faces look much fairer.
"Oh my, with this makeover, she looks like a city kid all of a sudden!" Yang Yuelan kept praising Xu Qingning's cooking skills, and said to her two grandsons, "Quickly thank your third aunt."
"Thank you, Third Aunt." The two brothers were very happy, looking at themselves in the mirror again and again; they had never worn such nice clothes before.
"As long as you don't cause trouble, I'll let you stay. Otherwise, I'll send you back." Xu Qingning straightened their clothes, her face serious. "Got it?"
"We've got it." The two boys nodded repeatedly.
"Mom, let's take them out to play tomorrow, and buy them each a pair of shoes." Xu Qingning patted the two little boys' heads. Their little shoes were dirty, and the soles were worn out.
There's nothing wrong with Zhao Jingyu, as the uncle, buying a pair of shoes for his nephew.
“No need to buy them, it would cost money.” Yang Yuelan picked up the two children’s small shoes and looked at them. “I can mend them myself. I know how to mend these kinds of sneakers.”
Xu Qingning smiled and then remained silent.
That night, the system relayed Xu Qingning's conversation with her two sisters-in-law to Tang Wenya: "Host, Xu Qingning already knows the truth about Xiao Tingshen's injury. What if she spreads it around?"
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