"Zhao Damei, can you stop yelling?" A young man in the crowd, munching on a chicken leg, complained. After all these years, everyone knew what kind of people the Wan Suijin family was, and no matter how loudly Zhao Damei shouted, it wouldn't convince anyone anymore.
Zhao Damei was taken aback and was about to continue arguing with the person when another uncle holding a child's hand also spoke up: "Zhao Damei, didn't you separate from Mr. Wan's family? Over the years, you've taken a lot of benefits from them, and everyone has seen it! Don't spoil everyone's mood during the New Year."
"Yes, yes, that's right!"
"What bad luck!"
The villagers did not unanimously agree, and their gazes toward Zhao Damei were not very friendly.
A woman with an extremely fiery temper stepped forward and said, "If you keep making trouble, I'll grab my broom and hit you too! Now get out of here!"
Zhao Damei hadn't expected this outcome. Upon hearing that everyone was going to make a move, she abandoned all pride, threw down the words "You just wait and see," and hurriedly pushed through the crowd, slinking away in disgrace.
After Zhao Damei left, the village returned to its warm and lively atmosphere. Wan Suizhou's family was not affected by Zhao Damei and continued to eat happily.
Wanwan's heart was preoccupied with the wife of the Wan family who had just given birth.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, the children in the village carried red lanterns and knocked on doors to find their friends, making the streets very lively!
The children were all dressed in brightly colored clothes, carrying lanterns that shone in their hands, and walking along the road in groups of three or five. You could run into a few laughing and joking children on the road anytime, anywhere.
She deliberately avoided them because her trip was a secret operation.
Grandpa and Uncle have separated their households and no longer want to associate with each other. If Wanwan is discovered by other members of Uncle's family, Zhao Damei will definitely come to cause trouble again.
She squeezed the few hard-boiled eggs in her arms and hurried towards Wan Suijin's house.
The eggs were still steaming hot, and the warmth from their heat made his chest feel cozy; even the night breeze on his face didn't feel cold.
She soon arrived at Wan Suijin's house.
Uncle's house was dark and gloomy, lacking any festive atmosphere. Wanwan sniffed, but couldn't smell any food. The gate was still dark, without red couplets or lanterns. The courtyard was also dark, without light or human voices.
Wanwan listened intently, but only heard a few snores.
Relieved, she slipped in through the back door. Passing by the kitchen, she saw only cold pots and pans, with oil residue still clinging to them. The Wan family's daughter-in-law had just given birth, yet this family wouldn't even cook her a bowl of chicken soup. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she squeezed the still-warm egg in her arms.
I should have brought a chicken.
A rustling sound came from the darkness. Wanwan looked up by the light of a distant lamp and saw that the ground was covered with cockroaches.
Wanwan was startled, a disgusting itch ran down her spine, and she hurriedly stomped her feet to drive the cockroach away. After leaving the kitchen, she disgustedly patted the cockroach for a while before going to her aunt's room.
My aunt's room was also dark. In the dead of winter, there was no stove or light. A woman who had just given birth was sleeping in such a cold and damp place.
"Who?" the aunt asked warily.
The small, curved figure cast a tiny silhouette in the darkness.
"It's me, Auntie, it's Wanwan." Wanwan walked in, turned on the lamp in the dark, and the room immediately became bright and warm.
Wan's wife squinted her eyes, saw Wanwan's face clearly, and her expression immediately relaxed.
"It's Wanwan! Come here, let Shen Shen see if you've grown taller and if you've eaten New Year's Eve dinner yet!" Wan's wife took Wanwan's little hand and lovingly stroked it.
Wanwan nodded her little head, "I ate! I even brought eggs for my aunt! Wanwan's uncle cooked a huge feast!"
"That's good, that's good." A mist filled the eyes of Wan's wife. How wonderful it would be if her husband could be like Wan Kongshan and Zhang Xiu!
Why do I always seek out suffering?
Wan's wife felt a lump of cotton stuck in her throat.
Why not get a divorce? The thought startled Wan's wife, who shook her head, trying to shake off these chaotic thoughts.
Wanwan quickly dodged, taking the eggs out of her bosom one by one, and the heavy feeling immediately eased a lot.
"Auntie, Wanwan will peel an egg for you," she said, and then took the egg in her hand and began to peel it carefully. "Wanwan heard that mothers need to eat well in order to have milk."
Wan's wife wiped her eyes, took the smooth, white, and still steaming egg that Wanwan had peeled, and swallowed it along with the tears that flowed into her throat.
Wanwan peeled four eggs for her and watched her eat them one after another. Then she poured her a cup of hot water. "Auntie, eat slowly. Wanwan can bring you more delicious food in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Wan's wife felt even more aggrieved, and two tears slid down her cheeks.
Wanwan was at a loss and quickly pulled a handkerchief from her waist to wipe away her tears in a flurry.
"Auntie, don't be upset, don't cry. Did you have a boy or a girl?" Wanwan tried to comfort her, but it worked. Wan's wife wiped away her tears and took out a small bundle wrapped up tightly from beside her.
The baby in the swaddling clothes was fast asleep, its face wrinkled, its head covered with sparse lanugo, and it was plump and chubby, like a dumpling filling that had been peeled off, looking so fragile that it would fall apart at the slightest touch.
"It's my little sister." The woman from the Wan family, whose eyes had just been crying, immediately softened, and she held the child with great care.
Wanwan immediately understood why her aunt was being treated this way. Given the Wan family's personality, they must have looked down on girls.
Wanwan sighed inwardly. After spending some time with the mother and daughter, she saw that it was getting late and returned the way she came.
Once outside Wan Suijin's house, the air immediately became much fresher. The streets were still bustling with activity, and children were strolling around with lanterns in hand. Wanwan wanted to join in, but just as she was looking for an opportunity, a familiar voice called out to her.
"Wanwan, where did you go just now?"
As Wanwan turned around, she bumped into Xiao Qi, who was bathed in moonlight.
Xiao Qiyue's white clothes were adorned with a touch of red, which was just right and made him look very handsome. The moonlight made him look even more clear and outstanding.
"I... Wanwan..." Wanwan mumbled, trying to evade the question, but was mercilessly exposed.
"You went to Wan Suijin's house, didn't you? Did you go to visit your aunt?" Xiao Qi pointed out the truth in one sentence.
Wanwan was taken aback, then hurriedly grabbed his hand, making a shushing gesture with one hand, and said mysteriously, "Brother Xiao, keep your voice down! Don't let my uncle hear! Keep it a secret for Wanwan, and Wanwan will take you to catch the first fish of the new year!"
Beneath the moonlight, her eyes gleamed with a mixture of pleading and excitement; her dark pupils sparkled in the pale moonlight.
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