Shengnan sewed her clothes and left. Xuemei didn't ask her for money. She never charged any money from relatives who came to borrow her sewing machine.
After the family finished dinner in the evening, Xuemei asked Qingya and her two siblings to clean up the dishes, and then she and Han Chen called Liu's father and mother into the room.
In the room, Liu's father and mother sat on a chair each, looking at the young couple in front of them and motioning them to talk.
Xuemei took out fifteen yuan from her pocket, handed it to Liu's mother, and said with a smile, "Mom, we agreed before that you would cover for me and I would pay you!"
"You don't need so much. This is half a month's salary for you!" Liu's mother refused.
Xuemei didn't care and directly stuffed the money in her hand into Liu's mother's hand, then said, "Mom, just keep it. Let's not argue anymore. Han Chen has something to tell you later!"
Mother Liu took the money as advised, and then she and Father Liu looked at Han Chen in front of them.
Han Chen sighed, then handed the envelope to Father Liu and said, "Dad, Mom, when we went to Beijing this time, Grandpa Lin told me that my mother has disowned me. Xuemei and I don't have to care about her anymore. Inside this envelope is a letter of severance of relationship between mother and son. My mother even published an advertisement in the newspaper last year to disown me!"
Xuemei looked at Han Chen's uneasy look, and regardless of the fact that they were in front of Liu's father and mother, she reached out and held Han Chen's hand. Han Chen held Xuemei's hand in return and nodded to Xuemei, indicating that he would not be sad about this matter anymore. He was just a little worried that Liu's father and mother would be dissatisfied and would have opinions about him because of this.
After hearing Han Chen's words, Liu's father and mother opened the envelope, took out the paper inside and read it. After reading it, Liu's mother stood up first, wiped her eyes and said, "Xiaochen, don't be sad! You still have me and your father. We are also your parents!"
Father Liu also stood up, patted Han Chen on the shoulder, and comforted him: "You did nothing wrong in this matter with your mother. You have fulfilled your obligations. Parents and children sometimes have to rely on fate. Don't worry about these things in the future!"
Han Chen nodded touchedly, and then said: "Dad, Mom, thank you for your understanding!"
After Han Chen explained the matter clearly to Liu's father and mother, his worries were completely relieved. As soon as he returned to the room, he started to touch Xuemei.
Xuemei covered Han Chen's mouth, not realizing that her eyes were already tinged with lust. She said coquettishly, "Stop kissing me. You still have to go pick me up tomorrow morning! Go to bed early."
Han Chen reached out and grabbed the little hand on his lips, kissed it, and then said with a look of grievance: "I haven't touched you for a long time!"
"Didn't you just kiss me? How could it take so long?" Xuemei retorted.
"I'm not talking about this touch, I'm talking about that touch. Okay?" Han Chen said shamelessly while rubbing his body against Xuemei.
They hadn't had sex since the second day of the Lunar New Year. Xuemei's period arrived the next day at the Lin family's house, but even if it hadn't happened, Xuemei and Han Chen wouldn't have had sex. Firstly, they didn't have condoms, and secondly, they were worried about the poor soundproofing in the room. So, at most, they'd just kiss briefly at night. Later, Han Chen stopped kissing Xuemei before bed, fearing he might lose control. After all, young couples are hot-tempered and can easily get into a rage.
Xuemei carried Han Chen on her back, nuzzling and kissing him. Her body also reacted. She twisted Han Chen's waist in anger and said, "You only know how to bully me!"
Han Chen buried his head in Xuemei's neck and laughed when he heard this. Xuemei felt something itchy on her ear, and then she felt Han Chen turning over on her.
Looking at Han Chen, whose eyes were filled with lust, he knew he couldn't escape tonight and begged for mercy: "You have to finish early, I still have to go to work tomorrow."
Han Chen nodded, then lowered his head and began to kiss Xuemei from her eyes downwards. Xuemei was so dizzy from the kisses that she didn't even know when her clothes disappeared. Afterwards, she only felt Han Chen kneading her breasts like dough and moving her legs this way and that. Xuemei could only be thankful that her body was quite flexible.
Xuemei didn't know when it finally ended. She only knew that before she was too tired to open her eyes, Han Chen was still lying on her with full energy.
Xuemei now deeply understands that men's words are deceiving, especially what men say in bed is even less trustworthy.
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In Yangshu Village, the Yang family steamed some sweet potatoes that night, and each person received two half-fist-sized sweet potatoes. Li Xiaomei thought that after eating so much at Liu Xiu's house at noon, a little more than a filling meal would be enough.
After dinner, Yang Wanlin went to take a shower first. After taking a shower, he scrubbed his underwear and vest, put them on a bamboo pole to dry, and put them away in a clean burlap bag tomorrow morning.
Then Yang Wanlin began to pack his clothes. He didn't have many clothes. Apart from an old cotton jacket and old cotton trousers, he also had two blue shirts and two pairs of black trousers. One of the shirts and one of the trousers had no patches, but were a little old. The rest of the shirts and trousers were covered with patches. Yang Wanlin often wore them when going to the fields and climbing the mountains.
In addition, there were two yellowed white vests; two pairs of underwear, one of which had a big hole on the back, which had been patched by Yang Wanlin. The underwear had just been washed together with the vest.
So now, in Yang Wanlin's burlap bag, there is only a set of cotton clothes and trousers, a set of patched single clothes and trousers, a pair of old socks, and a pair of old cotton shoes that he washed and dried two days ago.
Yang Wanlin was now wearing a single shirt and trousers without any patches, a vest and shorts, and a pair of black cloth shoes. He planned to wear this first if the clothes for the boy he gave birth to were not ready tomorrow. This was already his best clothes.
Han Chen stuffed the packed sack into the wooden box where he used to keep his clothes. Just as he put it away, Li Xiaomei and Yang Wen came in.
Yang Wanlin turned his head and looked at the two people standing at the door, and deliberately said: "Dad, Mom, come here now, are you giving me a dowry?"
Yang Wen's words were stuck in his throat, and he looked at Li Xiaomei awkwardly.
Li Xiaomei put her hands on her hips and said unhappily, "What are you dreaming of? Who gets a dowry when they become a live-in son-in-law? Besides, I haven't even received your betrothal gift yet!"
Yang Wanlin already knew that there was no one, so he was not disappointed. He then asked, "Then what are you two doing here? Could it be that you still can't bear to leave me?"
"Can't you bear to give it up? After all, I raised you to this age, so I must have made some contribution, right? You can't forget your roots. You have to be filial to me and your father in the future!" Li Xiaomei said as if it was a matter of course.
Yang Wen also echoed, "What parent doesn't love their child? You should go home more often in the future!"
Yang Wanlin knew what Li Xiaomei was thinking and said impatiently, "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll be like a married woman in the future and give you plenty of gifts every holiday. I'm going to bed now. I have to get up early tomorrow!"
After Yang Wanlin finished speaking, he pushed Li Xiaomei and her husband out of the room and closed the door.
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