Zhou Caifeng was hanging clothes to dry in the yard when she suddenly heard a bicycle bell. She turned around and saw her fourth brother pushing a bicycle into the yard. Overjoyed, she dropped the clothes she was holding and ran over, exclaiming, "Fourth brother, fourth brother, you're back!"
Seeing his lively younger sister, Zhou Jinshan smiled and asked, "What time did you get home? Are you settling in well?"
"I arrived around 10 a.m. I'm used to it, I'm so used to it. My sister-in-law lets me use all her good stuff; I've never seen anything so nice before."
"So you used it?" Zhou Jinshan asked.
"Yes, I used it. My sister-in-law said you asked her to give us the good stuff."
Zhou Jinshan: "..."
"What else did your sister-in-law say?"
"My sister-in-law also said that she listens to you in this family. Fourth brother, I've discovered that you're amazing. My sister-in-law is such a beautiful woman, and you not only married her into the family, but you also make her listen to you. You're much more capable than our eldest brother." Zhou Caifeng praised with a smile.
Zhou Jinshan: "..."
Where is your sister-in-law now?
“In the kitchen, Mother is there too.”
Before she could finish speaking, her brother rushed into the kitchen. Zhou Caifeng couldn't help but mutter, "Why are you in such a hurry? My sister-in-law isn't going to run away."
In the kitchen, Feng Mingshu and her mother-in-law were picking chives and discussing lunch.
Suddenly hearing a noise at the door, she looked up and saw Zhou Jinshan. Before she could speak, the old lady jumped up and rushed over to grab Zhou Jinshan's arm.
"Fourth son, you've lost weight and gotten darker..." The old lady looked her son up and down, her eyes welling up with tears, her voice choked with emotion.
“Mother, you must be mistaken. Your son is taller and stronger than he was a few years ago, though he is indeed a bit darker.” Zhou Jinshan grasped his mother’s hand, his voice tinged with his local accent. He then looked his mother up and down and asked, “Mother, how are you feeling? This journey must have been very tiring.”
"Mom is in good health, don't worry. The journey wasn't difficult at all. Your aunt bought train tickets for Mom and your sister, and they even have beds with them, so we can sleep comfortably tonight..."
The old lady happily told her son about the journey, and Zhou Jinshan listened attentively, nodding in response from time to time, while also keeping a glimpse of his wife in his eyes.
Feng Mingshu met his gaze and said with a smile, "Jinshan, you and your mother go to the living room to talk. I'll cook lunch."
Before Zhou Jinshan could respond, the old lady clapped her hands: "I was so busy talking to you that I forgot about your wife. Fourth son's wife, go and rest. You don't need to worry about lunch."
Feng Mingshu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the old lady patted her son again: "Fourth son, your wife is pregnant, you can't keep ordering her around doing chores."
Zhou Jinshan nodded immediately: "Mother, I know."
"Mom, please sit for a while. I'll take Mingshu upstairs so she can take a nap. She has classes this afternoon."
“Alright, go ahead.” The old lady nodded, then said to Feng Mingshu, “Fourth brother’s wife, you can sleep peacefully. I’ll have the fourth brother call you when the food is ready.”
Feng Mingshu was a little embarrassed: "Mom, I'm not sleepy right now, let me cook."
The old lady said seriously, "Even if you're not sleepy, you have to go to sleep for a while, not just for yourself, but also for the baby in your belly."
Seeing that the old lady had said so, Feng Mingshu could not refuse any longer, so he thanked her and went upstairs.
As soon as they entered the bedroom, Zhou Jinshan closed the door, took her hand, and asked, "Ming Shu, why did you lie to my mother and sister?"
Feng Mingshu was taken aback: "What did I lie to them about?"
Seeing her innocent look, Zhou Jinshan couldn't help but pinch her porcelain-like cheek: "You lied to them and said that you always listened to me at home, and that I told you to let them use your things."
Feng Mingshu, who was initially a little nervous, couldn't help but laugh when she heard his words: "Did I say something wrong?"
Zhou Jinshan said seriously, "Of course you're wrong. You, little girl, are clearly the one in charge of this house. You don't need to give away your things. Keep them for yourself. I'll buy another set for Mother and my sister later."
Feng Mingshu slapped his hand away and shook her head, saying, "You mustn't do that. The things I use are already hard to buy. If you let your mother and sister use different things, they'll inevitably have some thoughts about it."
"You're overthinking it. My mother and sister aren't like that."
Men always think differently from women, so Feng Mingshu didn't bother arguing with him. She glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes and said, "Didn't you say I'm in charge of this household? Now, is it your decision or mine?"
“I’ll listen to you,” Zhou Jinshan replied immediately, adding, “If there’s anything you want that the service center can’t buy, write it down and I’ll have someone bring it to you when we leave the island.”
Feng Mingshu nodded in satisfaction, then rubbed the man's stubble-covered chin with her finger: "Once you leave this bedroom and go outside, you need to act like the head of the household, so my mother-in-law and sister-in-law don't get suspicious."
Zhou Jinshan chuckled: "What kind of trick are you playing now?"
Feng Mingshu sighed: "I don't want to play tricks either, but no mother would want to see her son being controlled by his daughter-in-law."
When Feng Mingshu was young, there were some conflicts between her grandmother and mother. It wasn't until her biological father ran away with the family fortune and his mistress to the port city that her grandmother, in a fit of anger, became completely disappointed in her son. The main conflict disappeared, and the relationship between her grandmother and mother truly became harmonious.
Feng Mingshu naturally didn't want Zhou Jinshan, the main source of conflict, to disappear, so she needed to be skillful in getting along with her mother-in-law.
"Old Zhou, you don't need to wash my clothes or pour my foot bath water anymore. You also need to show some machismo occasionally." Feng Mingshu thought for a moment, "Just be similar to Battalion Commander Qin next door."
Zhou Jinshan: "..."
"You always overthink things. Go to sleep."
Zhou Jinshan picked her up and tucked her into the blanket. Then he opened the door and saw Zhou Caifeng hurriedly backing away. He frowned and scolded, "What are you doing here?"
"I... I've come to borrow something from my sister-in-law."
Meeting her brother's sharp gaze, Zhou Caifeng stammered.
"Caifeng, what do you need to borrow? Come in and tell me," Feng Mingshu said hurriedly as she sat up.
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I won't go inside. I... I wanted to borrow a book from you." Zhou Caifeng stammered even more.
"What book?" Feng Mingshu asked again.
“Any book is fine,” Zhou Caifeng replied quickly this time.
Feng Mingshu: "..."
She got out of bed, put on her shoes, walked out of the room, and said to Zhou Jinshan, who had a cold face beside her, "Jinshan, you go downstairs first. I'll take my sister to the study to pick out a book."
Before Zhou Jinshan could say anything, Zhou Caifeng had already darted behind Feng Mingshu, clinging to her sleeve as if seeking protection.
Zhou Jinshan said, "Don't cause trouble for your sister-in-law. Take the book and come down quickly."
Zhou Caifeng nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.
She is usually fearless, but she is afraid of her fourth brother when he turns cold.
However, it seems she has now found a way to deal with Fourth Brother, hehe.
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