Chapter 463
Back to hometown "Grandma, these things were bought for you by me, my eldest brother and my third brother."
"This bag contains a small gift for Qingli and Qingzhi."
"Grandma, you and grandpa can come back next winter. I'll take you out to play."
On the platform, Chen Qingyi held onto Old Lady Chen's arm reluctantly. The three siblings had prepared cloth, wool, and some snacks for her.
"Okay, okay, okay, my precious granddaughter, I can't bear to leave you."
Old Mrs. Chen originally wanted to stay until May before leaving.
She and the old man have seen a lot of the world during this period, and they haven't had enough! !
But it’s better to go back, because she will have something to brag about when she goes back.
At this time, the train began to blow its whistle and entered the station.
Old Mrs. Chen suddenly whispered mysteriously, "Xiaoyi, I know you're a big money-maker!
But speculation is not a long-term solution!
It would be a disaster if someone found out. Just listen to your grandma's advice and make sure you have enough money to spend.
How much is enough!"
Chen Qingyi laughed after hearing this, "Grandma, who told you I was speculating?"
No wonder the old lady was hesitant to speak some time ago.
"You're still laughing?" Old Mrs. Chen glared at her: "If you don't do this, how can you be so rich?
I didn’t know this before, and I thought that people in the city got paid and ate good meals every day!
Now you know that the family to the east of the house you rented has two working parents!
It is said that there are four dishes at every meal.
At first I was envious, but later I found that besides stir-frying vegetables, there was more stir-frying vegetables!
There are only a few drops of oil in the dish, and sometimes no oil at all. A plate of boiled beans counts as a dish.
They also eat cornmeal porridge.
Other families live similar lives, except for those with working parents and few children.
The conditions can be a little better, but only a little.
Putting a few slices of meat in the dish will improve the food. Look at our family.
Look at the flesh on her face.
Xiaoyi, grandma knows you are smart, but as the old saying goes, if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.
Be careful, I'm counting on you to take me to the capital so I can be a royal consort like before."
Chen Qingyi was amused by the little old lady and giggled. She didn't expect that her grandmother also knew about the title of Lady of Imperial Concubine.
"Okay, got it, grandma. I'll make sure you become a royal consort. Hurry up and get in the car. My master is calling you."
"Well, then you should call grandma often!"
She has to hold her granddaughter's big, thick legs tightly.
When they boarded the train, there were too many things to carry, so Chen Qingyi, Chu Xun, Zheng Dayong and Chen Qingfeng escorted them to their seats.
I lifted all the luggage onto the rack and didn't get off the train until the conductor kicked everyone out.
Old Mrs. Chen was reluctant to leave and felt like crying.
Her chicken soup, braised chicken, braised fish, stewed lamb, roasted lamb legs...
She can’t even get food to eat when she gets home. How can she survive?
Chen Changbo thought his mother was reluctant to leave her children and tried to persuade her: "Mom, if you can't bear to leave, come back this winter!"
Old Mrs. Chen's expression changed immediately, she rolled her eyes, ignored him completely, and leaned against the bed in anger.
Chen Changbo: ...!! Did he say something wrong?
Yang Shuting shrank back while hugging Zhao Jiahe, praying that her mother-in-law didn't notice her.
There are quite a lot of people on the train today. This sleeper car is almost full, and there are only a few people sitting in the aisle.
Old Mrs. Chen would never throw a tantrum in front of so many people!
The most important thing is that she was in a low mood at the moment and didn't want to talk to anyone, so she took off her shoes, lay on the lower bunk and closed her eyes.
After a while, she felt someone put something in her hand.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the old man had stuffed a big strawberry into her mouth, but Old Mrs. Chen still didn't say anything.
He was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, but his mouth was not idle.
After she finished eating one, Old Man Chen stuffed another into her mouth. The sweet fruit made her feel much better.
Opening his eyes, he said, "Old man, give me a washed mango."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and winked at his own son who was sitting on the lower bunk opposite.
Chen Changbo: "...?? Mom, you eat it yourself. I don't really like mangoes."
He didn't dare to snatch food from the old lady.
"I asked you to help me up!" Old Mrs. Chen was annoyed and had no tact at all.
Chen Changbo was embarrassed. He helped the person up, found the knife, rinsed it clean and handed it to his mother.
The old lady ate alone and showed off while eating:
"Yang Shuting, you don't have to drool over these delicious foods. I can't give them to you even if you want to.
These foods were prepared for me by my precious granddaughter.
As a stepmother, and a stepmother with a completely bad conscience, what qualifications do you have to eat the food bought by my granddaughter!
Besides, don’t you know what’s going on?
We're going to take half a month on the train, why haven't you prepared anything?"
At this moment, the train was full of chatter and voices because the train had just started.
There were also people putting luggage away, getting hot water, and walking back and forth.
An old lady happened to pass by. When she heard what Old Lady Chen said, she subconsciously turned to look at Yang Shuting.
There was a look of contempt in his eyes.
Yang Shuting was completely desperate and didn't argue. She wanted to prepare. At first, she was sick.
Later, when everything was almost fine, she saw the cotton-padded clothes that Chen Qingyi had given her, and suddenly remembered that she and Zhao Jiahe had not prepared anything.
I was busy buying cotton, but it was hard to buy at that time.
I finally bought some at a high price, but it was still not enough, only enough to make two thin cotton jackets.
At first, she thought that if all else failed, she could just take some of the cotton out of the cotton-padded jacket that Chen Qingyi made for Chen Changbo.
I can't let myself get frozen to death, but Chen Changbo ruthlessly rejected me.
There was no way, she was afraid that if it was any later she wouldn’t even have a thin cotton jacket to wear.
I had no choice but to find a tailor, pay him a little more money, and rush to make it, and it was only finished yesterday afternoon.
During this time, she also had to pack her and Zhao Jiahe's things and make some pancakes to eat on the train...
She was so busy that her feet hit her head, but Chen Changbo didn't help her.
Thinking of this, Yang Shuting felt that there was no hope for the future.
The whole person looked depressed, which in the eyes of the mother-in-law, Mrs. Chen, was bad luck and a jinx! !
Therefore, he caused a lot of trouble to Yang Shuting along the way.
Although her words were quite sarcastic, Old Lady Chen was a giant in her actions.
Chen Changbo and his family of three ate pickled vegetable rolled in fried pancakes, while she and Old Man Chen ate braised pork and rice.
While others ate cornmeal steamed buns, she ate white flour steamed buns.
He also often went to the dining cart with Old Man Chen to eat stir-fried dishes, and would deliberately not wipe his mouth after eating.
On the tenth day, Zhao Jiahe was so jealous that he cried.
In the past half month, under the various tortures of Old Lady Chen, Yang Shuting was like dried plums that had lost their moisture.
When the train arrived at the station, I was staggering when I got off.
Old Mrs. Chen was in high spirits, which made Chen Changhe, who came to pick her up, very curious.
After saying hello, Chen Changhe helped put all the luggage on the ox cart and looked at the ox cart full of luggage.
Chen Changhe scratched his head: "Second brother, I didn't expect you to have so much luggage.
Let Mom take the kids on the oxcart, and we can walk. Our home isn't too far away!"
Yang Shuting hugged Zhao Jiahe, her face turning green.
"Third brother, this cow is quite powerful. How about I sit on it too?"
Chen Changbo glanced at Yang Shuting silently, and her face froze.
Chen Changhe didn't notice her expression was strange, and explained:
"Second sister-in-law, in our country, this cow is worth a lot of money. If it gets sick from overwork..."
Old Mrs. Chen had already squeezed into the car and sat down on a piece of luggage.
I put on the thick, torn quilt that my son brought me.
Yang Shuting nodded stiffly. That was her luggage bag. She hoped the old lady wouldn't fart.
It was cold and her belly was a little bloated.
"Okay, I'll just walk."
Zhao Jiahe tugged at Yang Shuting's hand and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I don't want to ride the oxcart either."
He was afraid of Old Lady Chen.
Yang Shuting thought her son felt sorry for her and wanted to go with her, so she squeezed his hand.
He whispered, "Don't worry about Mom, hurry up and get on the bus, it's still a long way off!"
Zhao Jiahe said he wouldn't do anything no matter how she coaxed him.
Chen Changhe looked at the mother and son in some confusion, and old man Chen took a puff of his pipe.
He said, “Okay, stop wasting time, I don’t want to sit for long.
Let’s talk about it when we’re tired.” Old Man Chen touched Dahua’s head, patted it lightly, and led Dahua himself.
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