Wu Guoliang's tone was somewhat helpless: "How can that be the same? If you stay at home during the spring plowing season and don't go to the fields to work, people will definitely gossip. Haven't you been looking forward to our child arriving soon? I reckon that seeing how hard you're working, he won't dare to come."
Wang Xiaohua frowned slightly, "Why don't you dare to come? It won't tire him out."
Wu Guoliang smiled and said half-jokingly, "He's scared. He's thinking about all the heavy work he'll have to do after he arrives. Who wouldn't be scared?"
Wang Xiaohua couldn't help but burst out laughing, "You're full of twisted logic."
Before the children arrive, the family's situation will be investigated.
If they could investigate, the children who were abandoned right after birth would be filled with regret for choosing such a heartless family.
Wu Guoliang became serious. “This isn’t nonsense. If your body is too tired, it’s hard to get pregnant. The doctor told you to relax, but you didn’t listen at all. You work harder than me, a rough guy. People who don’t know you would think you’ve been eating some kind of thousand-year-old ginseng.”
He clearly remembered that on the morning Fu Shen took Su Yue away, Wang Xiaohua seemed like a completely different person.
They do everything with great energy, as if they have inexhaustible strength.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaohua looked at Su Yue with a questioning gaze: "Does it matter?"
Su Yue naturally knew what Wang Xiaohua meant and nodded gently.
She felt that being tired might be part of the problem, but the most important thing was to truly relax her mind and body.
Wu Guoliang added, "I put money in a bag, in a money pouch, inside the little clothes you made for Ping An. You can give the money to your younger siblings to buy groceries later."
Upon hearing this, before Wang Xiaohua could even speak, Su Yue exclaimed in surprise, "Second Brother, why are you still giving me money?"
Wu Guoliang: "I've let Xiaohua stay for so long, how can I not pay her? You and Fu Shen shouldn't refuse, just accept it. If you refuse to accept it, it means to me that you don't want Xiaohua to stay with you."
Su Yue: "..."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaohua smiled with relief, her mood noticeably improved. Knowing that Wu Guoliang had prepared money, she felt less burdened about staying there.
She really needs to rest for a while. There are jobs in the village every day of the year if she wants to.
As for having children, I'll be forty in a few years, and if I still haven't had one by then, there will be absolutely no hope left.
After returning home, Wang Xiaohua took out the clothes, pants, and shoes she had made for Ping An, her face filled with anticipation: "Yueyue, I made all of these. Take a look and see if you like them."
Su Yue took them with both hands and examined them carefully, her eyes filled with surprise: "They're so beautiful, especially these little cloth shoes. I never imagined that my second sister-in-law could not only make clothes, but also make such exquisite shoes."
Su Yue stared at the shoes, liking them more and more. She looked up at Wang Xiaohua and asked curiously, "Second Sister-in-law, these shoes must have taken a lot of time to make."
Wang Jingyi looked at the things Wang Xiaohua took out with a look of shock in her eyes. These handicrafts were even more exquisite than those sold in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Thinking about my own skills, I realize they are no match for hers.
Wang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Children's shoes are simple and easy to make. They can be finished in two days."
She spent a lot of time making those two outfits. Since there was no sewing machine at home, she carefully cut the fabric with scissors and patiently sewed them stitch by stitch.
Wang Jingyi looked surprised. "Such exquisite shoes were made in just two days. That's amazing."
Wang Xiaohua was a little embarrassed. "What I made is nothing. There's an old lady in our village who makes really good shoes, especially the tiger-head shoes she makes for her grandchildren. They're so exquisite. It's a pity I didn't learn how to make them. Otherwise, Ping An could wear those tiger-head shoes when he can walk."
Upon hearing this, Su Yue's heart skipped a beat. Could the old lady who makes shoes be Qin Zhizhi's grandmother?
"Second sister-in-law, you don't necessarily need tiger-head shoes. These shoes of yours are very nice too," Su Yue said sincerely.
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