Li Qingmei wiped the water off her hands and walked into the house. "Since I've been busy all morning and haven't been of much help, Yushan can do the job of watching the fire. Since there are many guests coming today, Jianshe and I won't be left to deal with the mess."
Obviously having heard what had just been said in the main hall, Li Qingmei was unwilling to save face for Qiu Jianshe for the first time. Although she did not openly lose face in front of the eldest family, considering that this was her nephew's marriage after all, she had no intention of staying here and swallowing her anger as usual.
"We still have to work in the afternoon. Why don't you go back and eat? Do you still want to take a leave in the afternoon?" Seeing that Qiu Jianshe looked embarrassed, Li Qingmei raised her voice.
"Won't her uncle and aunt leave any food for her at noon?" Ma Huanhuan's mother asked in surprise.
Qiu Yuling followed Li Qingmei's route and made some random changes. "My mother said yesterday that she would come to deliver food and meat today, and she even arranged for my brothers to prepare tea and food. She was afraid that they would be late to go home to cook if they helped here. My brothers must be ready and waiting by now."
"Dad, all that's left is to prepare the feast. You can't help, so why don't you come to my house and help me?"
"Oh, it's rare that all my in-laws are hardworking and well-off. They have to help with meals." Ma Huanhuan's mother also saw some of the clues and muttered in her heart that these future in-laws were not kind. They used Qiao to bully an honest man on such a day, but she said something to smooth things over.
"Then go back. It's not busy in the afternoon. Come over for dinner. It's a big thank you to your second uncle and second aunt for adding fuel to the fire." Old Mrs. Qiu seemed dissatisfied with the rebelliousness of the second son's wife and the cowardice of the second son. She didn't want to embarrass the eldest son, so her drooping eyelids were raised sharply and her eyes were sharp.
Qiu Yuling rolled her eyes. She had seen people who couldn't carry water properly before, but she had rarely seen people trying to carry bowls even though their hands were shaking like Parkinson's.
They did some stupid things, but they still can't say disgusting things.
She felt for Li Qingmei's breast pain. In just a short while, she had already gotten angry several times. Not to mention the times when they had been involved in this.
Fortunately, her uncle's family was well-off, and they were afraid that they would ask for money, so they didn't visit him often.
Otherwise, it would be the same. If Qiu Yuling was a little more diligent, she would have wanted to go to the system to buy some Alzheimer's medicine and knock the person down in advance.
Having said that, Qiu Jianshe was no longer embarrassed. "Big brother, and Ma's in-laws, you two can discuss it. I'm almost done with the work here. I'll go back to take care of my business at my stall first."
Qiu Jianshe left the room and fell into a rare silence.
Needless to say, Li Qingmei didn't overturn the table on important occasions, all thanks to the love between husband and wife, which gave enough face to him and the ancestors of their Qiu family.
But this matter ends here, and from now on, he will be just an ordinary relative. Good or bad, don't get involved. Not only will your efforts go unappreciated, but you will also get angry and your heart will ache, and your life will be shortened!
Qiu Jianshe remained silent after hearing this.
"What? Did I call you out and make you look bad? Your good nephew is working at the grain station, and you let me stay here for a while. He's boasting about the good conditions there, and the meat for the stew was raised, slaughtered, chopped, and taken away by you.
In the end, not only did you not get any credit for your contribution, but you also didn’t get any credit for your hard work. Not only are you worthless, but why is it that even my child is not treated well? What evil spirit has befallen me to be so unlucky…”
The more Li Qingmei spoke, the angrier she became, and the more aggrieved she felt. Didn't she deserve the Qiu family's fate?
Have I eaten a grain of rice or drunk a sip of water from his family? Since I got married, I have to earn my own money to eat, and my mother took care of my confinement.
When the family split up, neither of them was given anything except the clothes they were wearing and two tattered quilts, not even a pot, pan, or bowl.
Money? Not to mention, I didn't give him a cent, and at the end I was even given a 20-dollar debt...
Her family first made do with the melon shed, building up one room at a time, saving a little bit and then buying more.
The past two years were so difficult. She peeled elm bark and dug grass roots, and almost ate dirt. Her sons were so exhausted that their hair was choked and their eyes were black...but she never stopped paying her filial tribute every year. She felt that she had done enough.
I won't talk about that. It's ok to treat everyone equally. Damn it, not to mention the eldest brother's family, even the third brother's family is on the altar. "It seems that you are the only one in the family who suffers!"
If Qiu Jianshe didn't look exactly like his dead father, Li Qingmei would have suspected that he was picked up.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll listen to you from now on." Seeing that his wife was getting sadder and sadder, Qiu Jianshe finally managed to say something.
"Ah? What did you just say?" Li Qingmei woke up with a runny nose and her ears were buzzing. She was afraid that she had misheard, so she confirmed it again.
Qiu Jianshe said the same thing, and Li Qingmei finally felt that she could let out the anger that was weighing on her heart.
Even though she is good at talking and scolding, as long as Qiu Jianshe doesn't want to understand, for the sake of these children, she has to help him no matter how angry she is.
Only the support of men can give women confidence.
The reason why others can humiliate you is that it is always because your own people have opened the door and left a gap for them.
"Let's go home and cook and eat. We'll also kill a rabbit for lunch and stew it in yellow sauce..."
Qiu Yuling stayed by her mother's side throughout the whole process. In this matter, she supported Li Qingmei from body to heart, even to the dirt on her fingernails.
She couldn't stop Qiu Jianshe from showing his filial piety, but she couldn't bear to let Li Qingmei suffer the humiliation.
Fortunately, he turned around quickly and ensured that Mrs. Qiu is in good health now, which can be considered another way of fulfilling his filial piety.
"Dad, Mom, Yuling, why are you back?" Qiu Dashan and Qiu Dashu each held half a watermelon filled with dried food, and were slurping it up.
"You two are just eating this? You are so grown up, but you are not even as good as your sister. You two can't even cook a proper meal. How can you be so sloppy?" Watermelon steamed bun, fill your belly with water, full quickly, but hungry even faster.
It was rare for Li Qingmei to relax at this moment. She no longer had the resentment she had in the past, and even her complaints were due to heartache.
Then he instructed: "Dashan, go to the backyard and get a rabbit. Kill it and we will stew it for dinner."
"Dashu, go to your captain's uncle's house and ask for leave. Let's not go to work today. Let's eat quietly and go to the county together. We can take a photo and send it to Lao Er later. Pick up the package on the way back."
Qiu Yuling planned to go to the back to pick some vegetables, wash everything, and help Qiu's mother.
"Yuling, go inside and rest. Ask your father to boil some water and bring it over. Close the door and wash your hair and take a bath. You'll be all pretty and ready to go out into the city later."
Qiu Jianshe just did what he was told to do and they started doing it right away.
All right! Just listen to her mother!
Except for Qiu Jianshe who couldn't smile during this meal, the others were all loving mothers and filial children, needless to say.
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