Xie Yan knew exactly what these people were thinking.
They just think they're from the countryside and want to see them make a fool of themselves!
Hmph! Xie Yan won't give them that chance.
Whether it was Yu Yuehui or Chaochao, their attire was very appropriate.
Especially Yu Yuehui, who is a martial artist, has a tall and straight posture and walks with a dashing and heroic air. Not to mention, she specially asked Zhang Shiyu to make new exhibits for this trip back to the capital.
Wearing her new battle robes and showered with praise at the banquet, Yu Yuehui walked with an aura of radiance.
The group watched expectantly, but instead of seeing the "joke" they had anticipated from the rural people, they could only laugh awkwardly and leave sheepishly.
Zhang Linghui was already waiting when she arrived at the Gu family home.
As soon as Yu Yuehui entered the door, she hurriedly went up to her, took Yu Yuehui's arm affectionately, and led her into the house, afraid that Yu Yuehui would feel uncomfortable in the unfamiliar environment.
When Gu's mother saw the large bags and packages Yu Yue was carrying, a smile appeared on her face, but she scolded, "Why did you bring so much stuff?"
"Given the relationship between our two families, if we're being so formal over a meal and bringing so much stuff, it just makes us seem distant!"
Yu Yue smiled and explained, "Auntie, you've misunderstood. These are all mountain products. Last year, after returning from the Xie Banquet, I mentioned that you like mountain products. Since there are many of us here this time, I brought some for you."
When Gu's mother heard that it was mountain produce, her eyes lit up immediately. To be honest, she was genuinely happy.
After all, it's winter now, and there aren't many fresh vegetables available in the market. If you don't have any cabbage stored at home, then there won't be any fresh vegetables on the table.
These mountain goods have arrived at just the right time.
The Gu family was very thoughtful, knowing that Xie Yan's family had a daughter named Chaochao who was about the same age as Tongtong.
When making a children's stool for Tongtong, I also made one for Chaochao.
When Mr. Gu took out two exquisite little stools, Xie Yan raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with surprise. Looking at the finely crafted children's chairs, he couldn't help but look at Mr. Gu curiously: "Uncle, where were these stools made?"
Mr. Gu first helped the two children, who were eager to sit together, to sit down, before answering with a smile, "It was made by Mr. Li, the same craftsman who made the recliners for you."
"What, you want to make one for Chaochao too?"
Xie Yan nodded hurriedly: "That's the idea."
He thought to himself that he should make one for both Chaochao and Tongtong as well, why hadn't he thought of that before?
Yu Yue glanced at the chair, a thoughtful look flashing across her eyes.
After dinner at the Gu family's house, it was still early, and the afterglow of the setting sun gently bathed the earth.
Xie Yan had originally planned to take this opportunity to help Yu Yuehui familiarize herself with the surrounding environment, since she was new here and getting to know the environment would help her integrate into the place more quickly.
Yu Yuehui didn't really want to go out. She was full of curiosity about the house. Before, she had only glanced at it briefly because of time constraints. This time, she wanted to take a good look at it carefully.
Xie Yan always listened to his wife, so when he saw that she had this idea, he naturally had no objection. So, he took his wife and Chaochao on a heartwarming "family exploration trip," slowly exploring each room.
During their exploration, Yu Yuehui and Chaochao silently decided on the house that Qian Hong and Maodan, who lived far away in Xiliu Village, would stay in after they came to Beijing.
Chaochao took it very seriously and chose a side room opposite her own house for Maodan well in advance.
Yu Yuehui then turned her attention to the wing room opposite the house where Xie Yan and the others were currently staying, intending to give her mother, Qian Hong, a place to stay.
She thought that it would be best if her father, Yu Shan, could come along. If he couldn't, she would bring Mao Dan and her mother with her.
As for Yu Yuehua and Liu Lanlan, it depends on their own wishes.
If they want to come, there's a side room next to Qian Hong's house that they can stay in; if they don't like the side room, that's fine too, there are so many rooms in the house, they can choose any other one they like.
When the three of them strolled to the backyard, Yu Yuehui immediately spotted the large open space, her eyes lighting up as if she had discovered a treasure.
She didn't even bother to look at the houses behind her; her mind immediately began to consider what to plant on this piece of land.
When I returned from the banquet last year, I mentioned to Gu's mother that they could grow some vegetables in their backyard. Judging from the extent of the land renovation, they must have grown something there before.
Yu Yue looked at the land, nodded, and gave a specific explanation: "It has been planted, but Auntie didn't plant it very well, and not many vegetables grew."
As Yu Yuehui strolled along the wall, she was pleasantly surprised to find a small pile of wood stacked against it.
Her eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Xie Yan excitedly, saying happily, "We have little chairs for Chaochao and Tongtong."
Xie Yan followed her gaze, looking at the pile of wood, then at Yu Yuehui, his eyes filled with undisguised surprise. He couldn't help but ask, "You know woodworking?"
How come he had no idea his wife had this skill?
Yu Yuehui nodded gently, a shy smile on her face, and said, "I know a little, but not much. I can still make a stool like the one Gu Bin has at home."
Xie Yan looked at Yu Yuehui in surprise. Is this what you call knowing a little bit?
He felt that his wife's definition of "a little" was far too modest.
He couldn't help but circle around Yu Yue, looking down at her with a probing gaze, "Tell me, how many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
Feeling a little embarrassed by Xie Yan's stare, Yu Yue blushed slightly, touched her nose, and stammered, "No, nothing!"
Xie Yan looked at her, his eyes full of doubt, clearly not believing her words.
The next morning, Yu Yuehui couldn't wait to pull Xie Yan along and ask him to take her to the scrap yard.
At the recycling center, she became like a treasure hunter, carefully rummaging through piles of discarded items. Finally, she found some discarded materials that others no longer needed.
After returning home, Yu Yuehui immediately immersed herself in the materials, starting to repair and mend them.
An hour later, a set of wood furniture was miraculously created in her hands.
Xie Yan was once again speechless with amazement at his daughter-in-law's culinary skills.
Before Xie Yan could ask any questions, Yu Yuehui took the initiative to explain: "I heard Linghui say before that many carpenters here have turned to other jobs because they have no work."
"So I thought I'd try my luck at the junkyard to see if I could find any furniture materials they didn't want, and I actually found some."
Looking at the finished product in Yu Yuehui's hand, Xie Yan had to admit that his wife was indeed very lucky.
But he also had some doubts. He had read novels or heard from others that carpenters always regarded their works as treasures, let alone their former "partners"—tools. Shouldn't they take even better care of them?
How could we so easily throw away these tools of our livelihood?
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