"If we really want to talk about hard work, it's our Xiaoqi who has worked hard."
Song Laowu also nodded quickly:
"That is to say, Xiao Qi has done so much for us uncles to have a good New Year, so are we afraid of the hard work?"
In a few days, all the markets will be closed.
When that time comes, even if you want to exchange things for something, you won’t be able to do it.
So, Old Lady Song waved her hand and directed everyone to get started quickly.
All the daughters-in-law of the Song family, except Duan Dinglan, put the rice into a cloth bag, then placed it in a bamboo basket, and put a few large white radishes on top.
The daughters-in-law all went back to their parents' homes.
Old Mrs. Song also prepared a basket of rice for Duan Dinglan:
"Ding Lan, take these back to your mother-in-law's side. Forget about exchanging them. Just consider these as New Year's gifts for them."
"Mom, this is inappropriate. You don't just have my mom as your in-laws. My sisters-in-law have all gone back to exchange things. If I don't bring anything back, wouldn't that be taking advantage of everyone?"
"Why would you think that, kid?"
Old Mrs. Song was a little surprised.
"This Xiaoqi is your daughter, and this rice is also brought to our family by her."
After a pause, she continued:
"Besides, my mother-in-law also helped our family collect money to pay the fine. She also contributed to Xiaoqi's legitimate stay in our family. What's the harm in you giving her some rice? It's just..."
Before Mrs. Song could say what she wanted to say, Duan Dinglan had already guessed what she wanted to say.
"Don't worry, mother. I won't tell my family about Xiaoqi's affairs."
Duan Dinglan's own words were much better than those spoken by Old Lady Song.
Old Mrs. Song couldn't help but sigh:
"Ding Lan, it's truly a blessing for the Song family to have found such a good daughter-in-law like you."
If the same thing happened to someone else, they would inevitably feel resentful.
In Duan Dinglan's eyes, the Song family is a family. Could it be that the Duan family where she grew up and she are not a family?
Not telling anyone about Xiaoqi's affairs is a bit hypocritical.
Fortunately, Duan Dinglan is a sensible person.
I just mentioned it and she understood.
"How many women dream of marrying into our Song family and having a mother-in-law like you? Speaking of blessings, I'm more blessed."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other and smiled, and the old lady suddenly thought of something.
"Ding Lan, I still have to apologize to you. It's my fault for not raising my son well. Did he make you feel wronged?"
"Mom, please don't say such things."
Duan Dinglan just felt a lump in his nose.
In fact, compared with many women, she is really lucky.
When she was a child, her parents were very good to her.
When she reached the age of marriage, she was extremely lucky and fell in love with the handsome Song Laoliu at first sight.
After that, there were no setbacks and she married into the Song family smoothly.
She originally thought that she was very strong, but when she heard her mother-in-law say such words to her, she still couldn't help feeling aggrieved.
"You know that Lao Liu is under a lot of pressure, and his situation this year is not as good as in previous years. So, he definitely didn't do this to me on purpose. Please don't talk about him anymore."
Song Rushuang in Duan Dinglan's arms kicked her short legs and waved her chubby hands to express her strong dissatisfaction.
Others couldn't see it, but she could.
Her cheap dad did it on purpose.
Her mother is good in every way except that she has a filter when it comes to Song Laoliu.
Old Madam Song looked at Song Rushuang's pouting mouth and was amused. She reached out and pinched her little mouth, "Look, our Xiaoqi thinks mom is too good and dad is not good, right?"
Duan Dinglan smiled.
"Oh, Xiaoqi is still young. It's so cold, you can't take her out. You should leave the child here."
Duan Dinglan thought about it and felt that this was a good point.
"That's what I originally meant. Fortunately, Lao Liu is at home, so let him take care of the child."
As soon as she heard her son's name, Mrs. Song's face immediately drooped. "Huh, relying on him? Then our Xiaoqi will starve to death. Don't worry, I will take care of Xiaoqi. Even if Laoliu wants to hold him, we won't let him!"
Duan Dinglan smiled helplessly.
"Then I'll have to trouble you to take care of Xiao Qi."
After all, Old Mrs. Song is an elder, and she must suffer taking care of a baby.
And she left.
"What's the big deal?"
Old Madam Song glanced at Duan Dinglan with a look of annoyance: "You are so reserved. Our Xiaoqi is smart and sensible. If she suffers, how can there be any peace of mind in this world?"
Hearing this, Song Rushuang chuckled.
Grandma still understands her!
…
According to what Old Lady Song originally intended, the daughters-in-law of the families should return home directly before nightfall.
If I really want to talk about going back to my mother's home, that should be after the New Year.
But Duan Dinglan's situation was special, and it was already evening when she arrived at her mother's house.
When Old Mrs. Duan saw her, she was still a little surprised.
"Ding Lan? Why are you here?"
She looked around but didn't see Xiaoqi or her son-in-law.
My heart suddenly rose to my throat.
"What's going on? Why didn't you bring Xiao Qi? And why didn't your son-in-law come back with you?!"
It’s no wonder that Old Mrs. Duan would think too much. In the middle of winter, her daughter appeared at the door alone. She really couldn’t think of anything good.
"Mom, don't worry. I came back to give you some New Year's gifts. I can't bring Xiaoqi out this late at night."
When she thought of Lao Liu, she felt her heart tighten, but she didn't want to say anything nonsense.
Telling these things to her mother would not only fail to solve the problem, but would also add to her troubles.
Duan Dinglan forced a smile and said, "Besides, Lao Liu just came back from the city not long ago. He's very busy during the New Year holidays, so I let him have a good rest at home."
After hearing her daughter say this, Mrs. Duan felt a little relieved.
Finally, she quickly pulled her into the room and said angrily, "You child, why do you have to come back on such a winter night? You just gave birth. If you accidentally catch a cold and something happens to you, will I, your mother, live?"
There were no outsiders at home, so Duan Dinglan quickly pulled Old Mrs. Duan into the inner room.
"What's the matter? Why are you so mysterious?"
"Mom, don't believe me, your daughter really brought you something old."
As she said this, she took the radish off the basket, revealing the white rice inside.
Old Mrs. Duan suddenly screamed and then quickly covered her mouth.
After a while, she grabbed Duan Dinglan's arm tightly.
She had clearly seen it, but still asked with some uncertainty:
"Ding Lan, this is a lot of rice. Where did you get it?"
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