Su Xueli said, "No rush, the weather is nice now, the dye will dry quickly. Let's do it this afternoon, it's so close anyway."
Wei Mingshen said "Oh".
In the afternoon, Su Xueli saw that it was getting late, so she put down her work and said to Wei Mingshen, "Let's leave work early today. You go home, and I'm going to my aunt's house."
Wei Mingshen glanced at his watch and said, "Go ahead, I'll work a little longer. Oh, I'll make dinner and wait for you to come back before you leave."
Su Xueli thought to herself: How virtuous she is!
Why wouldn't she do it?
She then rode her bicycle to her aunt's house.
My cousin Xiao Jiu is an old maid; she was born when my aunt was almost fifty, so the whole family dotes on her.
My aunt is an interesting old lady, and one that everyone envies. In this day and age, there aren't many women who are pampered by men, and she is one of the few who is.
Before marriage, my uncle was a lazy and gluttonous scoundrel, but after my aunt married into the family, his personality changed drastically. He became diligent and family-oriented, providing good food and drink for his wife and children, and working hard without complaint.
Why? Because my aunt is a master of manipulation. She uses one word to describe my uncle: praise, praise him against her conscience.
For example, when her uncle was lazy and didn't get up until late morning, she would say with a smile, "You're up! You're up early. That lazybones in our village always sleeps until noon."
My uncle chuckled as he listened, but he also felt guilty and gradually started getting up earlier.
When she was pregnant with her first child, her father sent her apricots from his own apricot tree. However, there were very few apricots that year, so her father only sent her a few of the larger ones.
But my uncle was only in his early twenties at the time, and he was greedy too. He stole an apricot and wanted more, so he ate seven or eight in one go. But my father-in-law sent him more than ten.
He regretted it so much that he slapped himself. He thought about how his wife had been talking about how the apricots from her parents' house were ripe and she wanted to eat them. She had finally been looking forward to the apricots that her parents' house had sent over, but she hadn't eaten a single one, while he had eaten two or three left. He was going to cry his eyes out...
To his surprise, when his aunt came in, she didn't scold him or cry. Instead, she praised him with tears in her eyes, saying, "My man is so considerate. He didn't even finish his meal, but he left me the three best pieces. I'd like to try them quickly."
His uncle gave up his gluttony and always let his wife eat first, then the children, and only then himself.
Over the years, he gradually lost himself under his aunt's flattery and became her right-hand man, doing all the work in the fields and at home, and he did it all with great pleasure.
When Su Xueli arrived at her aunt's house, her uncle was carrying a large basket of rice grass back home. As soon as her aunt entered, she exclaimed, "Wow, look at how big a basket of grass your dad has cut. He must be exhausted. I've prepared a basin of water for you. Go wash up."
Her uncle put down the grass and happily washed his hands. She then praised the grass he had cut, saying, "Look how good the grass his dad cut is! It's so tender and juicy. The livestock eat it with relish without even needing to mix it with feed."
My uncle grinned.
Su Xueli laughed: How could the grass in early spring not be lush and tender?
Seeing that her uncle had washed his hands and face, she said, "Dad, why don't you chop up the grass while you're at it? Chop it up and feed it to our livestock as soon as possible."
"Alright!" Uncle quickly grabbed a knife and chopped the grass.
After the grass was chopped, my aunt praised with a smile, "Look how well your father chopped this grass, it's just the right length, not too long or too short. You're a true master, a guard on the city wall. Now, take this opportunity to pour the grass into the livestock trough. The livestock love the grass you feed them."
My uncle happily picked up some grass to feed the livestock. After feeding them, my aunt said with a smile, "You've already brought the firewood inside, so you can use it to make soup."
Making soup is like making dinner.
Then my uncle happily went to the kitchen to cook dinner.
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