[Strange, why does my sister-in-law look at me with a bit of resentment?]
[I am the eldest brother. I will definitely become a high-ranking official in the future. I will have no problem protecting the Jiang family. If we split up now, no one will flatter me if I want to show off at home. Only the younger brother will be sweet-mouthed and say that the eldest brother is good at dancing, that the eldest brother is smart, and that the eldest brother...]
Song Wanyue glanced at Jiang Ze. How come she had never seen someone so good at flattering before?
That’s right, I seldom talk to Jiang Feng.
I often write in the house, maybe I can see it later.
It's not her fault. I've been very busy lately with my new book.
Li Haiyan was so happy that her heart was bubbling with joy. This time Jiang Feng was transferred to an island, where he would be staying for several years, and it was his hometown.
[I am going back to build the island this time. I don’t know if I can come back in three to five years. I hope that when I return to the capital, my fourth brother’s wife will have given birth to several children. That would be so beautiful. My eldest sister-in-law is like a rabbit, giving birth all the time. Giving birth is so painful. I don’t want to have any more children...]
[Going to the island means I can go fishing, but it’s a pity that I have to work at the supply and marketing cooperative. ]
Early on Sunday morning, Jiang Ze and Song Wanyue packed up their things and prepared to move back to the Song family.
Before leaving, Jiang's father and mother gave Jiang Ze two thousand yuan.
Father Jiang's eyes were red: "Xiaobao, if you leave, when will I be able to see you and our little grandson again?"
Mother Jiang choked up and said, "That's right, old man. I just sent the second child to the train, and today I have to send the fourth child away. I can't bear to let him go. How about waiting until the New Year to move?"
"I can also take care of Wanyue during her confinement."
Jiang Ze refused and said, "Mom and Dad, I will come home often to accompany you in the future. If your eldest brother and his wife treat you badly, just tell me and my second brother and I will find a way."
The Jiang family has too many people, so he and his wife would feel more comfortable if they go back to the Song family.
At least Wanyue doesn’t have to share any of the chicken and fish soup she makes with the children.
That's a tonic for pregnant women. Even if my wife can't finish it, I still have it. My sister-in-law won't say anything about what I eat.
Father Jiang looked at Mother Jiang disapprovingly and said, "You are joking. No, we have already made an agreement with our in-laws. It is not good to go back on our word at the last minute. Don't worry, my son. I will take care of your mother. It will be fine. By the way, don't tell your brothers and sisters about the extra 2,000 yuan we gave you, lest they think too much."
After much deliberation, the old couple gave the money they had saved for reserve to their youngest son.
Even if you do business in the black market, you still need capital.
Jiang Ze took out two sets of clothes and said, "Well, I understand. By the way, these are the clothes my wife made for you. They are very beautiful. Would you like to try them on?"
After trying on the clothes, the two old men looked at each other and both felt their eyes light up.
Jiang's mother praised: "It looks great. This dress is very beautiful. I like it very much. This style is very new. Did Wanyue come up with this idea herself?"
The dress made for Jiang's mother was a braid, but it was designed with reference to the dignified and elegant skirts of later generations, showing her elegance and grace.
The shirt I made for Jiang’s father was a sky blue shirt.
Song Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled: "I guess so. I was just trying to help others. I saw someone wearing this kind of clothes on the street, so I tried to make it. I didn't expect it to be almost the same."
"That's thoughtful. This dress is great, the style is great, and the fabric is great." Jiang's father also praised the clothes after wearing them.
"My daughter is so considerate, unlike those bad boys, none of them can make clothes for me."
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Song Wanyue and her husband have moved back to the Song family for a few days and have gradually gotten used to it.
Father Song complained: "Xiaoyu, daughter-in-law, why do we have to learn to cook by ourselves? My daughter and son-in-law can do it. I am so old, shouldn't I just enjoy my life?"
It turned out that these days, Song's father and mother learned to cook by themselves.
Song's mother shook her head: "Of course I know how to enjoy life. Isn't this what other elders know? If we don't know how to do it, how can we set an example for our children in the future?"
"Besides, we have to learn to take care of ourselves and our daughter. My daughter is pregnant, and she wants to drink chicken soup during her confinement period, but she has to trouble my second sister-in-law to make it for her. This is not good."
"We can just learn slowly, it's not difficult. Don't you want to cook for everyone in the future?"
The tone was a little aggrieved: "Also, I think what the eldest sister-in-law said makes sense. We don't know how to cook, and it's not good to always eat with the second wife. We have separated the family, and we can't let it go. Girl, did I say this word correctly?"
Song Wanyue smiled and nodded: "It's true if you insist on saying that, Mom and Dad, it's a good thing for you to learn to cook. It's not difficult at all. You will learn it in a few days. The methods of this common meal are almost the same."
Song Xuemei walked in with a smile, greeted everyone and sat down.
"Sister, now that you've moved back home, our house will be lively. My uncle and aunt have been looking forward to your return."
Song Wanyue: "Yeah, I feel it. I see vegetables and roses are planted in the yard. It looks much better than before."
She had planted kumquats in the yard before, but unfortunately, they had not borne fruit yet.
Song Xuemei raised her eyebrows and said, "Sister, you don't know yet, right? Song Wenbin had two ribs broken by Qin Xiaolian and is in the hospital. Just now, Qin Xiaolian asked my aunt to take care of him."
Song Wanyue was surprised and asked, "What's the reason for beating him? This is domestic violence, right?"
As expected, the woman is called Qin Lao Hu, she is quite fierce.
"Qin Xiaolian doesn't like doing housework, so she pushed it to Song Wenbin. Song Wenbin asked Qin Xiaolian's eldest daughter to do the work, but the child was only six years old and was not even as tall as the stove. Qin Xiaolian, who was returning home from buying firewood, saw it and hit Song Wenbin with the carrying pole in her hand."
"Look, they beat me without restraint. Song Wenbin is crying in the hospital, crying and saying he wants to divorce Qin Xiaolian, the vicious woman. My dad and I went to take a look."
"Everyone advised Song Wenbin to be more diligent and do more work. He still owes money to his family. It's good enough that Qin Xiaolian doesn't despise him."
Song's mother nodded: "That's right. When the eldest wife's family was divided, Song Wenbin married her off as if she were his daughter. His work was worth 600 yuan, plus he cheated other people's money. This division of the family left him with at least a few hundred yuan in debt."
"Only women who have trouble finding a partner will accept Song Wenbin. Otherwise, go ask the matchmaker what the market is for a man like this. Even the matchmaker doesn't dare to take on this job."
Father Song sighed and said, "I think Wenbin is going to be defeated by Qin Xiaolian. He can't be beaten or scolded. He has been beaten so many times before. Your second uncle even went to mediate the situation, and everyone advised him to just bear with it."
"If he doesn't bear it, he won't be able to find a wife with his current conditions. It's better for him to live an honest life."
"I've learned all about it. Qin Xiaolian has a bad temper. When her ex-husband was still alive, it was her ex-husband who did the work. So everyone should just think that Qin Xiaolian married a man."
"Virtuous, family-oriented, it's not strange to use these words to describe a man. After all, he is a son-in-law."
Song Wanyue and Jiang Ze looked at each other and smiled.
Time quickly came to the day when Song Wanyue gave birth.
Because these days are the period of pregnancy, Song Wanyue took leave and stayed at home.
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