She rode her bike home without stopping, and once inside, she put the groceries in the kitchen and started bustling around the house.
“I wipe the tables and chairs and clean the house inside and out every day. And today, you come in and start wiping this and that, sweeping around with a broom. What? Do you think I’m not as hygienic as you?”
Seeing her eldest son still busy from noon until mid-afternoon, Li Jumei rolled her eyes quite a few times.
"I was just bored, so I thought I'd clean it a couple more times."
Song Qingbin was extremely embarrassed. He clutched the rag in his hand, forced a silly grin, and looked at him. Li Jumei said impatiently:
"Keep messing around. I've figured it out. You might end up like those other rascals in the village, marrying a wife and forgetting your mother."
It's just an invitation for the woman's family to come to our home, does this brat have to be so flirtatious?
Mingming always cleans the house inside and out spotlessly early in the morning, but today this rascal seems to have taken the wrong medicine, cleaning it at least twice more after she had already done it.
The tables, chairs, and benches were so shiny from being wiped by that brat, what could she possibly say?
No, it won't.
Song Qingbin shook his head vigorously, he would never forget his mother after marrying a wife!
"Don't say that too soon."
Li Jumei felt a pang of sadness. She deeply understood the meaning of the saying, "Once a girl grows up, she is no longer under her mother's control." Just as she was about to say something more, a car horn sounded at the gate of the courtyard.
Immediately afterward, Song Guoqing's joyful voice drifted into the courtyard: "Mom! My sister, my brother-in-law, and I are back!"
During her workday yesterday, Song Lan contacted Song Qingbin and said that she would pick up her younger brother Song Guoqing from the town's middle school this afternoon, and then they would go back to Shisong Village together.
With that in mind, after Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng finished lunch and tidied up the kitchen, they gave Qin Boyan and Qin Yaxin a few more instructions.
After the siblings went to school, the couple reorganized the things they were going to take back to the village, then called the two little ones into the car and drove to the town's middle school to pick up Song Guoqing.
Knowing that there would be a banquet at home tomorrow, and having spoken with Song Lan on the phone yesterday, Song Qingbin took some time to visit the town's middle school.
He told Song Guoqing about what he and Song Lan had discussed. Based on this, Song Guoqing had lunch in the school cafeteria and waited at the school gate early with his schoolbag on his back.
Right now, I'm naturally going home with Song Lan and her husband.
"Comrade Wu, please come in and have a seat."
Song Lan stood by the car with the two little ones in her hands. She invited Wu Dong into her home for a cup of tea before driving back to the factory's residential compound.
Unexpectedly, Wu Dong shook his head and declined. He greeted Qin Yanzheng, and when he saw Li Jumei, Song Sanhe, and Song Qingbin walk out of the courtyard, he gave them a smile and then left without lingering, making an excuse that he had something else to do.
"Sister-in-law, is Brother Wu coming to pick us up tomorrow?"
Tuanzi Xiaowu looked up and asked Song Lan.
"Um."
Song Lan smiled and nodded slightly.
"Hello, Uncle! Hello, Aunt!"
The sweet-smelling little girl immediately greeted Li Jumei and her husband in her childish voice when she saw them.
Not to be outdone, Tuanzi Xiaowu also greeted them in a very generous manner.
Qin Yanzheng was carrying things in both hands. Seeing the large and small bags next to his feet, Song Qingbin and Song Guoqing quickly stepped forward to help carry them.
"Auntie, put me down, I'm very heavy."
Li Jumei picked her up, and the little girl's face turned red, revealing a shy expression.
"You're nothing! Your auntie works at home all year round, she's very strong!"
Holding the little girl as she walked through the courtyard gate, Li Jumei's face was full of smiles.
Tuanzi Xiaowu was being held by Song Sanhe. The little guy's face was flushed, and he was extremely shy. He kept saying that he wanted to get down and walk by himself, but Song Sanhe still carried him into the yard.
"That's the accountant's son-in-law! He's really handsome!"
"I wonder what he does for a living, he always gets to ride in a car. Song Lan is so capable, she found herself such a good son-in-law!"
"Da Meizi raised such an ungrateful wretch as Jiao Jiao, but she recognized a biological daughter who is far superior to her adopted daughter in every way. Now she also has a good son-in-law. She will probably enjoy endless blessings in the future."
"What do you mean by 'later'? Ever since Da Meizi recognized her biological daughter, she's been enjoying life every single day!"
"That's true. We all have eyes. Tell me, when has Lanlan ever returned to the village empty-handed?"
Furthermore, Accountant Song and his wife have not only gained weight in their faces, but their energy and spirit are also much better than before they recognized Lanlan. They're destined to enjoy the blessings of having a daughter; we can only envy them."
"The accountant's daughter and her son-in-law are like a perfect couple from a play, so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off them."
...
Wu Dong drove away, but many of the women and children gathered on the village road outside Song Sanhe's courtyard remained.
The women gathered in small groups, occasionally glancing into Song Sanhe's courtyard, whispering about Qin Yanzheng and Song Lan, and how Song Sanhe and his wife had such a good son-in-law and daughter.
"Song Jiaojiao, I remember you said that Song Lan's husband died, so who is that man you're seeing now?"
In this day and age, you hardly ever see cars in villages, let alone in towns.
When Song Lan and her group arrived in the village by car, the first work bell rang. After a while, both commune members and educated youth went out to the brigade headquarters to collect their farm tools.
Unexpectedly, a jeep stopped outside Song Sanhe's courtyard. Out of curiosity or boredom, many commune members and educated youth gathered around in just a short while.
Yuan Xiaoya and Song Jiaojiao were among the educated youth gathered together.
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