Chapter 73 Heartfelt Talk
Sometimes I would go back and forth several times a year. Every time I left, I would take a lot of things with me, including food, clothes, and even some valuable items that my family didn't want to use. If I calculated it carefully, the cost would have long exceeded the few taels of silver."
"You can only say this in front of me. Once you leave this house, don't mention his sister's faults in front of Jia Ze."
Zhao Chunhua said softly, with a hint of warning in her tone, "When you're in a good mood, everything is easy to talk about. Once you're in a bad mood, you can even dig up things from years ago to argue about."
These complaints were made to Zhao Chunhua by her friends in the past.
Although many years have passed, she still remembers those words clearly.
Zhang Baozhu nodded, obviously understanding what was going on.
"The fabrics do feel very good. Wouldn't your sisters-in-law be unhappy if you gave them to them?"
Zhao Chunhua glanced at her and thought to herself: Why are you beating around the bush?
But then again, I don’t hate scheming people, I just hope they won’t come after me.
“I also left some small pieces of fabric for them, enough to make a dress for the children.”
As for what the adults wear, that is not something she, as a mother-in-law, should worry about.
"So you really plan to live with the child alone, without even a helper."
Zhang Baozhu felt sorry for her mother, who had worked so hard to raise several children, but now was left alone with no one to accompany her.
Zhao Chunhua smiled gently and said gently, "You will understand when you have your own children. Which is easier, raising one child or raising three children? Is there any need to think about it?"
"Besides, I don't live entirely on my own. Sister Ying is here to help me."
Zhao Chunhua added, "When Goudan can talk and walk, I will be able to take care of him by myself."
Zhang Baozhu sighed, her face full of sadness: "I always feel that you are at a disadvantage."
People say that raising sons is a way to prepare for old age, but now it seems that they are unreliable before they even reach old age.
"You think too much. If I really support you in your old age and save the money for my own enjoyment, maybe my life will be much more comfortable than it is now."
Zhao Chunhua spoke in a relaxed tone, trying to comfort Zhang Baozhu who was looking worried.
"But there's no point in saying anything now. The children are already this big."
Zhang Baozhu sighed, her eyes revealing a bit of helplessness and fatigue.
When she thought about the time she had spent worrying about her children over the years, she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged. For a moment, she even regretted why she had wanted to have a complete family so eagerly.
"So, just go with the flow. If you feel sleepy, just lie down and take a nap."
Zhao Chunhua saw Zhang Baozhu yawning and suggested gently.
Afterwards, he stopped talking about this sad topic, hoping to make Zhang Baozhu feel a little more relaxed.
In the afternoon, Zhao Chunhua prepared some mushrooms wrapped in oil paper and then knocked on the door of Zhang Kuan's house.
As there was a crisp knock on the door, the sound of approaching footsteps was heard in the room.
The person who came to open the door was Zhang Kuan’s wife, her name was Aunt Hong, and she was very popular among the neighbors.
Because of her husband Zhang
Kuan and her relatives are within five generations, so everyone affectionately calls her Aunt Hong or Sister Hong.
Facing her friend Zhao Chunhua, Hong Jieer showed a friendly smile.
"Hong Jie'er, I hope you can ask Ying Jie'er to come and help me take care of the baby again, and I'll exchange some pickled cabbage with you, okay?"
Zhao Chunhua asked politely and handed over the oil paper bag in her hand.
At this time, Goudan, who was following beside him, had already begun to excitedly reach out to reach those delicious-looking mushrooms.
"Oh, your little one is really smart. Come in and have a rest. I'll go get you some fresh sauerkraut."
Hong Jieer took the things with a smile and showed great affection for Goudan.
Then she turned and walked into the house, loudly calling the name of her daughter, Zhang Sanbao, who was busy.
Helping is certainly a good thing.
They had breakfast at their home early in the morning and arrived just in time for dinner.
Doing so not only saves some food expenses, but also allows the family to enjoy richer and more delicious food, especially since it is rare for a family to have three meals a day like Zhao Chunhua's.
It is said that she has to prepare at least three meals a day for the whole family. For a little girl who is about to get engaged, this is undoubtedly a very tempting arrangement.
Therefore, Zhang Sanbao was very happy to accept this job. After all, compared to staying in her parents' home and waiting for an arranged marriage, this opportunity was obviously better.
However, whenever I think about the issue of rushing to arrange a marriage for Zhang Sanbao and at the same time sending my daughter to help with things, this approach is really unbearable.
If I didn't know that this was for the sake of my child's future, I would probably be so angry that I would want to give him a beating.
In reality, the relationship between the two was not that close at all.
They are only nominal relatives and don't know much about each other. They can even be said to be quite unfamiliar with each other.
What's more, his relative is already very weak, what can Zhang Sanbao get by letting him go there to work?
The result may be that you neither earn any favors nor have to work hard.
She was in poor health to begin with, and this arrangement obviously wouldn't do her much good.
Soon Zhang Sanbao ran out of the house, took Goudan and held him in his arms.
Her movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting the child, but there was a hint of helplessness and fatigue in her eyes.
Zhao Chunhua told her, "I'm going to the fields to do some work later. You can just look after the kid at home. You don't have to hold him all the time. As long as he plays quietly, you can just keep him company with toys. And Sister Baozhu is at home too, so we can chat and relieve our boredom."
Her tone was full of concern and reluctance, because she was always worried about letting a pregnant woman take care of a child at home alone.
After all, pregnant women and children are people who need special care, and she won't feel at ease no matter who gets hurt.
Her concern is not only about the inadequate care for pregnant women, but also about the various risks that may arise in the future.
Zhang Sanbao nodded. Although her expression was calm, she felt mixed emotions inside.
She understood Zhao Chunhua's good intentions, but at the same time she also felt a heavy sense of responsibility.
Although they both have the surname Zhang, she and Zhang Baozhu know each other, but they are not yet close friends.
There was more superficial politeness and simple greetings between them, and there was not much real communication.
Mom said that her marriage would be arranged after the Spring Festival at the latest, and she wanted to find an opportunity to ask Sister Baozhu about what life would be like after marriage.
She was filled with curiosity and a hint of fear about the uncertainty of the future.
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