Now it would be more accurate to say that her daughter is talking to Wang Yue'e, her adopted mother-in-law, rather than Yan Shaojun. Yan Shaojun has a very cold personality and doesn't talk much. Moreover, it has been so long, and he hasn't moved at all. Even when the person leans into his arms, he still doesn't show any emotion at all.
Normally, for young people in love, holding hands, hugging, and kissing are all normal, but Yan Shaojun did nothing. I don't know if he is more conservative and thinks it is better not to do anything before marriage, or if it is something else.
But there was one thing that made her feel satisfied, that was Yan Shaojun didn't even pay much attention to Jiang Xia and didn't even look at Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia was the head of their family compound. Although she didn't like Jiang Xia, she had to admit that Jiang Xia had a long face and was particularly attractive.
What man doesn't like pretty girls? They would more or less look at Jiang Xia's face and pay some attention to her. But Yan Shaojun didn't do that. He went on dates with her daughter Hong Jiao several times and met Jiang Xia, but he didn't even look at her.
What does this prove? It proves that her daughter is more attractive than Jiang Xia this time. No matter how powerful this vixen Jiang Xia is, she can't seduce her son-in-law.
"What? Not?" Old Mrs. Jiang looked a little nervous when she heard what Feng Changdi said, thinking that there was a problem between Jiang Hongjiao and Yan Shaojun getting along.
"No, it's nothing. I'm just a regular at home." Feng Changdi shook her head and felt that these were not a problem for Yan Shaojun.
Old Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Feng Changdi said.
Now we just have to wait for the money from Jiang Wei's family to arrive, then this marriage will definitely be settled.
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After Jiang Weijia left, he walked straight towards the factory. Along the way, he met many people who greeted Jiang Weijia. Jiang Weijia nodded and responded one by one, then asked where the literacy class in the factory was, and asked as he walked there.
Finally reached the destination.
From a distance, I could see the activity room set aside by the factory with candles lit. Power outages were quite common, so candles were always on hand. When there was a power outage, they would light oil lamps or candles.
The literacy class was packed with women comrades who worked in factories. They did not sit as properly as the students and could not sit upright or put their hands on the table. The class was not quiet either, with people talking and chattering, and it looked very lively.
"Teacher Su, there's a power outage. I heard from Master Wu that you can play the accordion. We just got one here. Why don't you show us your skills?" The female worker in the sweeping class spoke to Su Yuelan on the stage.
"Yes, yes, Teacher Su, we didn't have the chance to hear it when we were young. I only heard it when I saw performances by people in the art troupe." Another female worker spoke up.
"Then I'll play a song for you, One Evening on the Outskirts of Moscow." Su Yuelan listened to the people talking in the audience, smiled and spoke. She had indeed been much more fulfilled in the past few days. She was used to being busy in the hospital, but suddenly she became idle due to illness, and she didn't know what to do.
Su Yuelan picked up the accordion on the table, walked to the center of the podium, danced her fingers on the keys, pulled the accordion bellows, and melodious music came out from the activity room.
Jiang Weijia paused outside.
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