Lu Changzheng was laughing so hard as he listened to his mother chattering about the difficulties his wife had faced.
"Okay, I get it. It's not easy to have your precious daughter-in-law. She's the most dedicated!"
"That's natural."
He Lihua was very proud. "Tangtang is so obedient and gentle. She gave birth to three grandchildren for me in one go. She was also self-taught and got a job in a machinery factory. In her spare time, she continued to study on her own and got into the university that everyone wants to go to."
If He Lihua put herself in Jiang Tang's shoes, she would feel it was painful enough just by thinking about it.
But she can still be so powerful under such difficult conditions, so it is normal for He Lihua to like her.
After she finished speaking, she did not forget to remind her son.
"And you, you can't treat Tangtang differently just because she gave birth to a child."
"What do you mean by different treatment? Mom, what are you thinking?"
Seeing that his own mother was getting further and further away, Lu Changzheng felt it necessary to express his attitude.
"Tangtang's status in my eyes will never change."
"That's good. Don't be like those men who forget their mothers after having children. Once their positions get a little higher, they think their wives aren't good enough for them and want to find 'true love' that's more worthy of them."
"Mom, let me tell you, if one day you really do this, if you really do something to let Tangtang down or to dislike Tangtang, then I will not acknowledge you as my son."
"When the time comes, I'll bring my grandson to live with Tangtang, and then introduce Tangtang to ten or eight young people..."
"mom!"
Seeing that his mother's divergent thoughts were almost out of control, Lu Changzheng had to speak up and interrupt her.
"Mom, who do you take your son for?"
"Do I look like someone who would do something like that?"
Originally, this sentence was just to protest her dissatisfaction, but He Lihua took it seriously.
He leaned back, looked at Lu Changzheng seriously, and then said in a very firm tone, "It's hard to say."
Lu Changzheng...
Is it because his mother has lived with Tangtang for too long that his personality has become so childish?
Jiang Tang slept until noon before getting up.
She rubbed her eyes and came out of the room. He Lihua, who was taking care of her grandson in the living room, asked Jiang Tang if she was hungry the first time she saw her. There was breakfast left for her in the pot, so she asked her to eat it quickly.
As a mother-in-law, He Lihua really doesn't have any airs at all.
Seeing that his daughter-in-law had just woken up at this time, he had no objection at all.
As caring as a real mother!
Jiang Tang hummed, walked forward and squatted down to greet the children, without forgetting to answer He Lihua.
"Mom, have you eaten yet?"
"They've eaten it all. Chenxi and the others have eaten too. The only one missing is you, Tangtang."
"good."
Jiang Tang played with the child for a while and then went to eat.
When she came back after eating, He Lihua asked her when the results would be out.
Jiang Tang shook her head. She didn’t know and didn’t ask.
He Lihua...
After a moment's hesitation, she immediately added, "It's okay. If you don't know, then you don't know. Let's not think about it and let Chang Zheng ask."
"good."
It stopped snowing in the afternoon, so He Wenjing and Liu Qihong brought Xiang Qian to their house to play.
Her due date is in February after the New Year, which is less than a month away.
At this time, He Wenjing's belly was already very big and it was a bit difficult for her to walk.
As soon as they arrived home, He Lihua immediately helped her and let He Wenjing sit down on the sofa.
I also put a pillow behind her so that she could lean on it and sit more comfortably.
"Is this uncomfortable? Do you want another pillow?" He Lihua asked worriedly.
He Wenjing smiled and shook her head, "That's enough, no need to add more pillows."
Liu Qihong watched He Lihua and He Wenjing getting along with each other with a smile on her face, then she thought of the Xu family's aunt and nephew in the staff quarters, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
If the Xu family's aunt and niece could be like the He family's aunt and niece, the tragedy would never have happened...
Several people were watching the children and chatting in the living room.
Jiang Tang held He Wenjing's hand and squeezed it, listening to the two elders chatting.
She rarely interrupts, and only answers when someone asks her a question.
But everyone knows that Jiang Tang is just like this. Only when she is with Lu Changzheng does she have endless things to say.
Otherwise, in most cases, she is the one who speaks the least.
Time passed quietly as I was taking care of my children and working. It was the end of the year.
The last working day before the New Year.
This day was already the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.
Jiang Tang arrived at the office in the morning, put down his things, and went to the workshop to check the products on the production line.
As luck would have it, when she came over, the machines in the production workshop broke down.
Faced with this foreign machine imported from abroad, the factory's maintenance technician looked through the instruction manual provided by the other party but could not find a way to repair it.
They were in a panic.
This batch of goods must be delivered today. If the machines are not repaired and cannot be delivered before the New Year, the Red Star Machinery Factory will face huge compensation.
When Jiang Tang saw this, he took the instruction manual from the master's hand, read it quickly, and then went to study the machine that was on strike.
She checked the machine carefully.
Finally found the broken part.
He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a wrench, crawled under the machine, and started tinkering with the big thing in front of him.
At the same time, two jeeps drove into the gate of the machinery factory.
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