After saying this, Liang Yuxiu picked up her sewing machine again without waiting for Sun Jinhua's reaction.
The sewing machine was heavy, just like her compromised front half.
But she had the strength to bear it all.
Liang Yuxiu looked towards Jiang Nian, her eyes, washed by tears, sparkling and shining.
"Sister Nian, let's go."
Jiang Nian, Song Yingying, and Liang Yuxiu who was carrying a sewing machine, just left.
Sun Jinhua was shocked by Liang Yuxiu's sudden change and didn't react at first. When she came to her senses, the three of them had already gone far away.
She was left alone, stamping her feet and cursing.
"You are such a jerk, Liang Yuxiu! If you are so stupid, don't come back! It's not like my son can't find a wife! At worst, we can just find someone else!"
"Um... Um... What's the captain? I think you're just a vixen! You must have corrupted her!"
"I'm so mad! I'm so mad! You bastards! When my son comes back, I'll kill you..."
Next to the helpless and furious Sun Jinhua, there was a sister-in-law who watched the whole process and the excitement.
The sister-in-law was surprised at Liang Yuxiu's change, but as a daughter-in-law after all, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that Liang Yuxiu dared to speak to Sun Jinhua like that.
She laughed happily and looked at Sun Jinhua swearing with sarcasm.
"Mrs. Sun, I'm kindly reminding you that you'd better stop cursing, otherwise you won't be able to bear it, and neither will your son. Nian's husband is the captain of the flying squadron, a big favorite in the eyes of General He, and he loves his wife especially. Do you really think he's the same as your shitty production captain? Stop embarrassing yourself."
After my sister-in-law finished her sarcastic remarks, she pouted and left happily.
Only Sun Jinhua stayed where she was, with the “captain” and “captain” fighting in her mind. They are all “captains”, so what’s the difference?
…
Liang Yuxiu went to Song Yingying's house.
Song Yingying tidied up the small room simply and let Liang Yuxiu move in. The small room was left to her regardless of whether she stayed overnight or not.
Liang Yuxiu's eyes were red as she thanked him again and again.
Then she didn’t even have time to eat dinner. She just took a bite of another steamed bun and went into the house and started operating the sewing machine immediately.
The clicking sounds turned into continuous and undulating music.
When Zhao Xiaobei came back from school, Song Yingying was waiting for him in the yard. She helped him carry his schoolbag and told him about the situation at home.
"Auntie Liang, is this the Auntie Liang who made my schoolbag?"
Zhao Xiaobei opened his bright eyes and asked.
Song Yingying nodded, "Yes, it's Aunt Liang. The tassel on your schoolbag was also embroidered by Aunt Liang. So we have to be quiet these nights and don't disturb Aunt Liang's work. Let Aunt Liang stay in your room temporarily, and you can sleep with me at night."
Zhao Xiaobei nodded and agreed calmly.
He lowered his eyes slightly as if thinking for a moment, then quickly raised his eyes to look at Song Yingying, "What about Dad? Will Dad sleep with us too?"
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