"Jingyu, our business is none of your concern." Zhao Jingwu clearly had the upper hand and was very unhappy about Zhao Jingyu's interference. He even felt that Zhao Jingyu was helping Zhao Jingwen.
Zhao Jingwu was even angrier.
He didn't do anything wrong, so why did the eldest and third brothers team up against him?
"Your business is indeed none of my concern, but the fact that you fought in my house is my concern." Zhao Jingyu looked at the two of them coldly, grabbing their sleeves so they couldn't move. "I've said it before, if you want to talk things out in my house, then talk properly. If you want to fight, then go outside."
These two people are not his brothers.
He kicked them one by one, and they were already gone.
Taking advantage of the situation, Zhao Jingwen said, "Jingyu, let go, and we'll stop fighting."
When it comes to fighting, he admits he can't beat Zhao Jingwu.
He was no match for Zhao Jingyu.
“After the New Year, there will be more job openings. Just wait patiently.” Zhao Jingyu finally let go of Zhao Jingwu’s hand, looking at him expressionlessly. “Why rush? By the second half of next year at the latest, all the educated youth will have returned to the city. Will you still have to worry about finding a job then?”
“You have a job, of course you don’t have to worry.” Zhao Jingwu sat down again, annoyed. “Don’t try to take advantage of me and then act innocent. Dad favors you the most.”
"Second brother, are you saying that Mom and Dad are abusing you?" Zhao Jingyu looked him over coldly. "You're thirty years old already. Do you still want to live off Mom and Dad's pampering?"
For so many years, my parents have lived with both families, helping them take care of their children, do housework, and even farm work.
It was only this year, because he got married and his wife became pregnant, that Yang Yuelan came to take care of his wife, and he was able to spend more time with his parents.
On this issue, he felt that neither Zhao Jingwen nor Zhao Jingwu were qualified to make any comments.
“Jingwu, get to the point, don’t bring this up,” Zhao Futang said. “If you insist on arguing, then think about it carefully. We helped raise your two families’ children, so it’s only right that we come to help Jingyu now. We have three sons, not just the two of you.”
Zhao Jingwu then fell silent.
Anyway, Zhao Jingyu is living a better life than them now, and his conditions are exceptionally good.
When Zhao Futang came, he saw everything Zhao brought. Zhao had brought almost all his belongings, yet Zhao still said he wasn't biased.
Zhao Jingwen also turned his head to the side and looked out the window.
Whether it was biased or not, the old couple knew it in their hearts.
He had never seen a mother-in-law serve her daughter-in-law like this before, for more than half a year. If nothing unexpected happens, she will also have to help take care of the child after it is born.
In three to five years, they will be living with Zhao Jingyu and his wife.
“Jingwen, no matter what, you were in the wrong first. Even if you wanted to bring Xiufang and the child to live with you, you should have told us instead of doing it secretly.” Seeing that the two had calmed down, Zhao Futang first scolded Zhao Jingwen, “Even if I wasn’t in the village, you could have just told Jingwu.”
"Fine, it's all my fault." Zhao Jingwen was indignant, but he admitted his mistake. "I'll take care of Jingwu's job. Otherwise, I would have become a sinner for all time."
"Jingwu, I'll say it again, we'll keep an eye out for your job, and you can return to the city when you have the chance." Zhao Futang advised Zhao Jingwu again, "Your older brother has already apologized to you, so this matter is over."
“Your family is reunited in the city, of course you’re happy.” Zhao Jingwu didn’t want to listen anymore, picked up his coat, and walked out. “I shouldn’t have any objections. I should stay in the countryside and live my whole life.”
For them, this matter is in the past.
But he didn't go over, and he couldn't.
"Jingwu, that's not what your father meant," Yang Yuelan quickly stopped him. "It's so late, where are you going?"
"Mom, just take good care of them, don't worry about me." Zhao Jingwu walked out without looking back. "It's all my fault, I won't get in your way here."
"Ignore him, let him go!" Zhao Futang was also angry. No matter how much he tried to reason with him, he wouldn't listen. Since he was willing to be angry, let him be.
After all, he was her son. Yang Yuelan chased after him all the way to the alley entrance, trying her best to persuade him to stay: "Jingwu, if you want to leave, leave tomorrow. There are no more cars going back to the village now."
Zhao Jingwu remained unmoved, strode away, and soon disappeared from sight.
Zhao Futang chased after him and pulled Yang Yuelan back: "You know how stubborn he is. Even if you kneel down and beg him, he won't come back."
Zhao Jingwen also pushed his bicycle out.
He didn't want to stay here and continue to be scolded by his parents. He felt he hadn't done anything wrong. He had originally come today to pick up Zhao Chengjun, but since Zhao Chengjun wasn't home, he had to go back by himself.
After the two brothers left, the house suddenly became quiet.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Yang Yuelan had prepared the bedding for Wu Yong yesterday. She originally planned to start crocheting a shawl today, but she spent most of the day helping Zhao Futang wash and pickle vegetables.
It wasn't mealtime yet, so she sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and picked up some yarn to crochet a few stitches. Still worried about Zhao Jingwu, she went to the bridal chamber and said to Zhao Jingyu, "Your second brother is gone just like that. I'm worried. Jingyu, go out and see if you can find him and call him back."
"Okay, I'll go take a look." Zhao Jingyu happened to have something to do and went out wearing his coat.
While the brothers were arguing, Xu Qingning was in the house designing several children's clothes for the kids. She drew the patterns, took out the fabric, and made some cuts.
We can sew it for Yang Yuelan when she has time; there's no rush for her to wear it anyway.
Families with many children are often noisy and chaotic.
As an only child, she found it quite troublesome, but since she married Zhao Jingyu, she had to face his family.
By the time I finished cutting, it was almost dark.
Zhao Jingyu hadn't returned yet. She lay alone in bed, feeling quite bored. There was no phone, no TV, nothing at all.
The only companion she had was the little one inside her belly.
Her due date was getting closer and closer, and she didn't know when he would be born. She had originally planned to exercise more every day to try to deliver the baby sooner.
But it's been quite cold these past two days, so Yang Yuelan won't let her go out for a walk, worried that she'll catch a cold. She says it's fine for her to just walk around inside.
Fortunately, Zhao Jingyu was with her, so she wasn't too lonely.
It was getting darker outside, but Zhao Futang was still busy. He covered the vegetables he had brought with an old cloth and placed them in the kitchen outside. He also found two wooden planks to use as vegetable racks.
Now that the weather is cold, Yang Yuelan cooks on the stove inside the house and heats up the kang (a heated brick bed) at the same time, so she doesn't need the stove outside anymore.
Xu Qingning sat by the window, pulled back the curtains, and looked at the dark courtyard. Suddenly, she missed home, missed it so much.
I think of the lakeside villa she worked so hard to buy over the years, her soft bed, and her spacious study.
Aside from attending company meetings, she spends most of her time working from home, with her study being the place she spends the most time.
In her spare time, her only pastime was reading. She read all kinds of books, including magazines, physical books, and online novels. As she read, she found herself transported into the world of this book.
She often wondered if this was a long dream she hadn't woken up from, and that when she finally did, she would find herself asleep in the study.
The reason she was able to adapt to life in the tenement courtyard so quickly was entirely because her maternal grandmother's family lived in such a tenement courtyard, and she spent her childhood there.
After graduating from university, she stayed in Beijing to work hard and bought her own house, so she rarely went back.
Later, as her grandmother got older, her parents took her in and took care of her, and she moved away from the tenement.
But this courtyard was not the same as the old one; there were no childhood memories or familiar friends here.
Perhaps it's because she's about to become a mother, and her heart has become soft and vulnerable, so she misses home a lot, and even thinks that it would be nice if her grandmother and mother could come and be with her when she gives birth.
I wonder if they've noticed she's missing. If they have, they'll definitely be worried.
Although she rarely saw her parents and their relationship was not as deep as her relationship with her grandmother, at this moment, the person she missed the most was her mother.
Although her mother was a bit strict with her, she would take care of her and stay by her side without taking off her clothes when she was sick; her mother still loved her.
As she thought about it, her nose tingled and tears fell.
Just then, Zhao Jingyu pushed the door open and walked in, tugged on the light cord, and turned on the light: "Why didn't you turn on the light?"
"I'm fine, so I didn't drive." Xu Qingning wiped away her tears, but Zhao Jingyu saw it and quickly asked her, "What's wrong?"
"I miss my mom," Xu Qingning told him without hiding it from him.
"Alright, just think about it." Zhao Jingyu stood in front of the bed, hugged her, and kissed her lips. "Actually, you don't miss your mother, you miss me. You're becoming more and more dependent on me."
"You're just being presumptuous..." Xu Qingning laughed through her tears.
Wang Yaqiang led Zhao Chengjun in from outside. Zhao Chengjun stood at the door of the new house, glanced inside, and said to Wang Yaqiang, "My third uncle and third aunt are kissing in the house again."
Wang Yaqiang: "..."
Is it too late for him to go home now?
He heard nothing and saw nothing.
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