Zhao Jingwu snorted coldly and remained silent.
He felt that Zhao Jingyu was talking without understanding the situation. Zhao Jingyu had a good job, a high salary, lived in government housing, and didn't have to pay rent. He thought Zhao Jingyu's life was as comfortable as it could be.
For so many years, Zhao Jingyu never asked about his hometown or cared about them. He lived a carefree life. After he got married, Yang Yuelan came over to take care of his wife and help him with the housework.
He not only had a problem with Zhao Jingwen, but he also had a problem with Zhao Jingyu. In any case, of the three brothers, he was the one who suffered.
"Jingwu, your older brother is coming tomorrow. You two should have a good chat and not make things unpleasant." Yang Yuelan came over and instructed him, "Anyway, your dad definitely cares about your job, so there's no need to worry about not having a spot in the future."
"Mom, if I were to enter the city first, I would never give the spot to my wife. I would definitely give it to my eldest brother first." Zhao Jingwu now has grievances against everyone, including Yang Yuelan.
He didn't believe that Yang Yuelan was unaware of the situation.
He claims to treat everyone equally, but in reality, he's still biased towards the eldest and third sons. What is he anyway?
Yang Yuelan didn't know what else to say.
If she spoke again, it would be seen as her helping the eldest son and persuading the second son to accept the fact, but since things had come to this point, she had no other choice.
Now that it's the end of the year, many companies are not hiring, so Zhao Jingwu will have to wait until next year to find a job.
Zhao Futang was busy sorting through the vegetables and fruits in the sacks, storing what needed to be stored and pickling what needed to be pickled. He started working as soon as he entered the door.
He knew Zhao Jingwu was still angry, so he ignored him and called Yang Yuelan over to help.
With a heavy heart, Yang Yuelan took a large basin from inside the house and said she wanted to pickle some dried radishes.
"Don't worry, we'll have a good talk with him tonight," Zhao Futang comforted Yang Yuelan. "Jingwen must have made a mistake, and it's understandable that Jingwu is angry. Let's get to work first, and we'll talk about it after we finish."
He was delighted to receive Zhao Jingyu's telegram, so he brought over all the grains and fruits he had grown in his private plot.
There's not much to do in the countryside during winter, and he doesn't like being alone at home. Plus, his family has a big celebration this year, so he'd rather spend the New Year in the city.
A few days ago, he went on a long trip with the production team leader. When he returned, he learned that Zhao Jingwen had quietly brought Wu Xiufang and her son to the city.
He was also very angry.
Zhao Jingwu and his wife were furious.
Zhou Chunyan even cried and made a scene in front of him, saying that he favored the eldest and third sons, that their families were living comfortably in the city, while they were the only ones left in the countryside.
As a father, he naturally wanted to mediate the conflict between his two sons. He originally said he would come to the city first to understand the situation before making any arrangements.
Zhao Jingwu insisted on coming along; he was there to confront Zhao Jingwen face to face, and he couldn't suffer this injustice in silence.
There was no other way, so Zhao Futang brought him along. Even if he hadn't brought him, he could have come by himself.
Zhao Jingyu had no interest in their affairs and didn't want to listen, so he simply went back to his room, closed the door, and asked Xu Qingning, "Have you not washed your hair these past two days? I'll wash your hair for you."
“Okay.” Xu Qingning readily agreed, “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”
Zhao Jingyu went to the yard to fetch a bucket of water, put the kettle on the stove, and walked back and forth in the corner of the wall, occasionally gauging the wall.
"What are you doing?" Xu Qingning asked him.
"You'll find out in a few days," Zhao Jingyu said mysteriously, without telling her. "Anyway, it's a good thing."
Xu Qingning assumed he was just being mysterious and didn't ask any further questions.
After washing her hair, he helped her dry it and then warmly washed her feet. He noticed that her legs were a little swollen and asked in surprise, "What happened?"
"What's the big deal?" Xu Qingning leaned against the bedding and stretched her legs out in front of him. "It's normal to have swelling in late pregnancy. I noticed it before you came back. I asked Mom, and she said it's normal."
"You've worked hard, let me give you a massage." Zhao Jingyu rolled up her trouser leg, gently massaged her, and asked, "Does it feel good?"
"It feels quite comfortable." Xu Qingning squinted her eyes, looking completely relaxed. "Keep going, keep going."
As he massaged her, his hands began to wander restlessly, circling her legs, his tone suggestive: "Believe it or not, I can make you even more comfortable in the future, so you can't live without me every night..."
Xu Qingning felt her face burning and kicked him.
Zhao Futang and Yang Yuelan were tidying up vegetables and fruits in the yard, and Zhao Jingwu and Zhao Chengjun were also there.
They were all worried about finding work.
But here he was, flirting with her...
"Don't move around." Zhao Jingyu placed her legs on his thighs and said seriously, "I'll give you a good massage."
Her legs were fair, tender, and smooth, making him unable to put them down.
I want to touch it again after I've touched it.
"Sit up, let me massage your shoulders." Zhao Jingyu helped her up and sat her in front of him. He massaged her shoulders and said softly, "Right now, you just need to relax and ignore everything else. Let them make a fuss!"
Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes.
He didn't want to get involved in the conflict between his two older brothers; they could resolve it themselves.
Everyone lives their own life.
At present, he cannot arrange work for Zhao Jingwu and Zhou Chunyan, and he should not even ask for help if he cannot help them.
Xu Qingning smiled but didn't say anything.
He doesn't care about their family affairs, so of course she won't ask questions, much less let it affect her mood.
"By the way, I heard from Mom this morning that my older brother acted as a matchmaker for Wu Huihui and Yang Zhibin?" Zhao Jingyu chatted with her in a great mood. "They're not a good match."
"It's because my aunt has taken a liking to my cousin." Xu Qingning was also unaware of the progress of this matter, as they hadn't come back since they left last time.
If Yang Zhibin had agreed, Zhao Lianxiang would have come to inquire about Wu Huihui.
“My cousin is not good enough for my cousin.” Zhao Jingyu shook his head with a smile. “I think Luo Yao and Yang Zhibin are a good match. Why don’t we introduce Luo Yao to him?”
"Their situation is still unresolved, so don't cause any trouble." Xu Qingning didn't think Luo Yao and Yang Zhibin were a good match. Yang Zhibin was indeed a warm man, but Luo Yao might not be interested in him.
“Finding a partner is quite troublesome.” Zhao Jingyu pulled her into his arms and rested his chin on her hair. “I’m so lucky to have you. I don’t have to worry about these things.”
"Didn't you say you were handsome and had to be picky?" Xu Qingning leaned against him. "You didn't even bother to choose properly before marrying me. Don't you feel like you got the short end of the stick?"
“I’ve hit the jackpot, how could I feel like I’ve lost out?” Zhao Jingyu turned to the side and kissed her earlobe. “You are the most beautiful and unique girl I’ve ever met. Whether you are the first or the last person I meet, you can only be my wife.”
Zhao Chengjun leaned against the window and peeked through the gap in the curtains. He immediately said to Zhao Futang and Yang Yuelan, "Grandpa and Grandma, Third Uncle and Third Aunt are kissing inside."
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