Chen's mother felt relieved, but she also became wary. She knew her daughter Cuihua well; she was a magnanimous person. If even she didn't approve of her, then there was really a problem.
The elderly couple looked at each other, then each picked up a steamed bun and began to eat; they were truly starving.
Steamed buns with chicken stew and mushrooms are really delicious. Cuihua's family is doing really well. As long as Cuihua is doing well, we can cut ties with her later.
Chen Xiaolong was immediately embarrassed. His parents were eating steamed buns and meat on the oxcart, and the aroma wafted over.
Xiaohua and I were hungry too, but if we went to get some, there were only a few steamed buns, not enough to share. If we didn't go, my wife would go hungry.
"Cuihua, what do you mean? Can't you give her more? Your sister-in-law is still hungry," Chen Xiaolong said with dissatisfaction.
Upon hearing this, Old Man Chen lashed his whip on the ground and said, "My dear in-law, thank you for lunch. My wife and I are leaving now. Take care, sir."
Grandma Yan nodded and said, "Take good care of yourselves."
"Oh dear, let's go back, it's cold outside," Chen's mother waved her hand.
Chen Xiaolong was completely stunned. He looked at the oxcart slowly disappearing into the distance, then at the Yan family members with their unpleasant expressions, and pulled Xiaohua along, running towards the oxcart.
Yan Xiaonan kept an eye on Xiaohua. Xiaohua, who was being pulled away by Chen Xiaolong, was extremely resentful and wouldn't even let him in the door. How could this family be so shrewd?
And that dog was so vicious, I almost peed my pants. Looks like I'll have to go find my ex-boyfriend.
"Dad, Mom, what do Cuihua and the others mean? They won't let us in the door, they won't let us eat, and they're just giving us a few steamed buns!" Chen Xiaolong snapped.
Chen's mother swallowed the last bite of steamed bun and ate the last piece of chicken. Looking at Chen Xiaolong, she said, "Xiaolong, we'll separate from you when we get back."
Chen Xiaolong was secretly pleased, but the thought of the house made him uncomfortable: "Mother, my eldest and second brothers each have three rooms. If you separate from me, I will only get one room."
Chen's mother looked deeply at her youngest son and finally believed Cuihua's words: her son had changed after getting married.
As Old Man Chen drove the oxcart, he said, "The house is all yours. Your mother and I will move to my mother's old house."
Chen Xiaolong fell silent. He knew the old house himself; it was dilapidated and uninhabitable.
"Dad, that house is too dilapidated, how will you live there?"
"It's alright, if you're quick and efficient, you'll be able to get it done," Chen's mother replied.
"What about the chickens and rabbits at home? And what about the grain, pots and pans, and stuff like that?" Xiaohua asked.
"The chicken is yours, the rabbit was given to me by Cuihua, I'll take it all, and the rest will be split in half among each family." Chen's mother's tone was very firm.
Xiao Hua wanted to say something, but Chen Xiaolong stopped her, saying they should separate the family first.
Yan Xiaonan opened his eyes and whispered in Grandma Yan's ear. Grandma Yan shook her head and nodded at times, and finally sighed and waved to Yan Xiaoqiang.
Yan Xiaoqiang quickly went over: "Mom, what's wrong?"
"Once your father-in-law finishes dividing the family property, you two should go and see if there's anything you can help with, and then lend a hand." Grandma Yan felt a little tired.
"What? My parents and Xiaolong are going to separate the family?"
Cuihua was somewhat surprised.
"It's normal for a tree to branch out as it grows. When the time comes, you and Qiangzi should take some things to visit them. Help them out if you can, after all, they are your parents," Grandma Yan sighed.
"Tomorrow, let's go tomorrow," Yan Xiaoqiang agreed.
“Dad, take me to the post office to call Uncle. Uncle needs to know about this.” Yan Xiaonan quickly interjected.
"Let's go, let's go now." Yan Xiaoqiang picked up Yan Xiaonan and walked out.
Yan Xiaonan felt a little embarrassed. She was eight years old and probably didn't need to be carried anymore.
The two rode their bicycles towards the town, and along the way they agreed that Nan Nan would make a phone call when they arrived.
Yan Xiaonan had never known that making a phone call would be so complicated—who to call, what reason to give, and your identification.
What kind of documents does a farmer have? Fortunately, he had the letter Yan Daqiang wrote to his grandmother, because the letter contained Yan Daqiang's home address and phone number.
Fortunately, Yan Daqiang had shown his military officer's ID when he made a phone call at the post office before, which left a deep impression on the post office staff.
After all, the probability of a small town producing an officer in this era was extremely low.
The post office staff finally found Yan Daqiang's phone call record and read Yan Daqiang's letter several times before leading them to a room.
The room wasn't big; it contained only a desk with a locked box on it.
The lock was opened, revealing a black telephone with a dial containing ten small circles, each circle displaying a number from one to zero.
The staff member glanced at the phone number on the letter and then started dialing.
Each dial makes a clicking sound as you dial a number. Once the dial returns to its original position, you dial the next number. After dialing six numbers, a ringing sound comes from the microphone.
Yan Daqiang's voice came through: "Hello, who is that?"
"Hello, I'm a post office worker. Someone named Yan Xiaoqiang is looking for you. Would you like to answer the phone?"
"Xiaoqiang, it's my brother, give him the phone quickly." Yan Daqiang was startled. Yan Xiaoqiang had never called him before. Had something happened at home?
"Uncle, this is Nan Nan. Can you hear me?" Yan Xiao Nan took the microphone.
"Nan Nan, can your uncle hear me? Is something wrong at home?" Yan Daqiang asked even more anxiously.
"Uncle, don't worry, everything's fine at home. Grandma misses you and asked me to say hello. I'm calling today because some people from my maternal grandmother's family came over, and there's a bit of a problem," Yan Xiaonan said clearly.
Hearing that everything was alright at home and that his mother had asked how he was doing, Yan Daqiang felt relieved. He hadn't noticed when he suddenly stood up earlier and now felt a little dizzy.
I quickly sat down, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. Hmm, I feel much better.
"Nan Nan, tell me slowly, what exactly happened at your grandma's house?"
The post office staff just told me that I can only talk on the phone for three minutes, so I need to explain myself quickly.
"Uncle, my uncle married a woman named Xiaohua. I suspect she's a womanizer and is now targeting me."
Yesterday, Zhongnan and my dad kicked him out of my house. Could you please ask the police here to be more vigilant and keep an eye on this person?
Yan Daqiang didn't expect Yan Xiaonan to be talking about this; even in this day and age, child prostitution still exists.
But if you set your sights on your only little girl, well, you'll be in for a world of hurt.
"Uncle, I only have three minutes. If you understand, just say so!" There was no response from the other party, and Yan Xiaonan became anxious.
“Squeak, I heard you. I’ll call the police station in your town and have them keep a close watch on this little flower. Your grandfather is from Chenjia Village, right?”
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