The Liu family also had dinner. Yang Meifeng brought the braised pork to the table and told Lin Jianshe to eat quickly.
"Come to Jianshe and eat braised pork quickly."
Liu Yong picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth like a starving ghost. Before he swallowed it, he raised his chopsticks again.
"Pah." Yang Meifeng slapped his hand with her chopsticks, "Take less, this is for your sister."
Lin Jianshe: "It's okay. Qinqin and I just had braised pork yesterday. Let Xiaoyong eat more."
"That won't work. This is what your mom made for you." Yang Meifeng said as she picked up three pieces of braised pork for him.
"Mom, you are so biased. Who is your biological son?" Liu Yong pouted dissatisfiedly.
Yang Meifeng glanced at Lin Jianshe and began to praise him, "Your sister is very good-looking, has a good job, and is smart and capable. I must be partial to her, right? If you were as capable as your sister, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."
Liu Jianping also said to his son: "Xiaoyong, you should learn well from your sister."
Lin Jianshe felt embarrassed by the praise from his mother-in-law and father-in-law. Even his own parents had never praised him like that. When he first returned to the city from the countryside, his father saw him wandering around all day and looked down on him, saying that he was doing nothing and had no time to rest.
"Jianshe, Xiaoyong is young and naive. As his elder sister, you are older than him. You should teach him more in the future." Yang Meifeng said while looking at her son-in-law with a smile.
Lin Jianshe nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, Mom. I will definitely teach Xiaoyong more in the future. Xiaoyong, if you have anything you don't understand in the future, or if you need help from your elder sister, just come to me. Don't be polite to me."
Yang Meifeng and her husband looked at each other, lowered their heads and smiled.
If he didn't behave especially well in front of this young man like Lin Jianshe and praise him to the sky, how could he be willing to help Xiaoyong and their Liu family in the future?
Yang Meifeng and Liu Jianping knew very well that they did not have the ability to save any inheritance for their son. Of course, they were not willing to endure that hardship. Life was only 30,000 days long, and they wanted to live an easy life.
And their son Liu Yong is a lazy and trouble-making person. It's almost a pity that they don't even have to clean up his mess, let alone rely on him when they are old.
The only thing the old couple and Liu Yong can rely on is their son-in-law Lin Jianshe. Now they have to coax this son-in-law into being close to their Liu family.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Jianshe returned to Yard No. 18, holding Liu Qin's hand with great pride.
"Auntie Wang is washing clothes." Lin Jianshe greeted Auntie Wang who was sitting by the gutter washing clothes.
When Wang's mother saw him like that, she rolled her eyes in disgust and said, "Hey, isn't this Jianshe? Are you coming back with your wife?"
"Yes, my mother-in-law and father-in-law are very nice to me. They know I like to eat braised pork, so they specially made braised pork for me." Lin Jianshe boasted proudly.
Mother Wang: "Oh, you came back at a bad time. Your father took your brother, sister-in-law and nephew to a state-owned restaurant for lunch. He said the food was delicious."
Hearing this, Liu Qin's face turned dark. She shook off Lin Jianshe's hand and walked into the house angrily.
Seeing her father-in-law listening to opera on a small radio in the living room, he snorted, turned his head and went into her and Lin Jianshe's room.
What do they mean by going out to eat while she and Jianshe are not at home?
"Qinqin." Seeing that his wife was angry, Lin Jianshe hurriedly chased after her.
"Pah." Mother Wang spat at Lin Jianshe's back.
Did his mother cook too little braised pork for him? I've never heard him brag to anyone about how nice his mother is to him.
Lin Jianshe chased into the house and saw his father sitting on a reclining chair. He frowned and asked, "Dad, what do you mean? Why don't you go to a restaurant early or late? Why do you go to a restaurant when Qinqin and I are not at home?"
Lin Yong didn't eat bacon in a restaurant, and he was already angry. Facing Er'er's questioning, he asked angrily: "Why, your father wants to eat kouhong braised pork in a restaurant, but he still needs your approval?"
"You don't need my approval. We are a family. If we want to eat good food in a restaurant, we must go together. If you don't bring Qinqin and me, won't we be eating alone?" Lin Jianshe pouted.
To put it bluntly, his father favors his elder brother because his elder brother gave him a grandson.
Hey, he didn't even say anything about this brat eating alone, but this brat started talking about him instead.
"It's as if you and Liu Qin went to eat alone yesterday and took me, your father, with you!"
Lin Jianshe was stunned. How did his father know that he and Qinqin were eating alone?
"When did Qinqin and I eat alone?"
Words are not enough, and no evidence is needed before admitting it. This has been Lin Jianshe's approach since he was a child.
"I could smell the braised pork as soon as you opened your mouth yesterday, and you asked, 'When did Qinqin and I eat alone?'" Lin Yong pouted and imitated Lin Jianshe's tone.
Lin Jianshe touched his nose sheepishly and said, "We were just passing by the state-owned restaurant and got greedy, so we decided to go there on a whim."
“It was a spur-of-the-moment idea. If you really wanted to, wouldn’t you have packed a copy for me and brought it back?” Lin Yong sneered.
Lin Jianshe knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and walked into the room.
Liu Qin in the room heard everything, and when he came in, she said, "Your dad is really petty. He knew we were eating alone, so he deliberately took your brother and his family of three out to eat when we were not at home. Your brother and his family really took advantage of us."
There are three people in the 꺶房 family, and this meal cost the old man at least two or three dollars.
After hearing what Liu Qin said, Lin Jianshe also felt that his father was too narrow-minded.
In order to let him eat more of the braised pork, his father-in-law and mother-in-law would rather not eat it themselves, but what about his father? Just because he ate alone, he wanted to take revenge, so he took his brother and his family of three to eat out.
"Hehe, my dad and mom are both narrow-minded. They can't be compared with your parents."
Liu Qin glanced at him and didn't respond.
The weekend passed in a flash, and it was Zhang Jiao's turn to cook on Monday. Hearing some noise next door, Zhang Jiao got up from bed yawning.
At 12 o'clock in the morning, the weather was already quite cold. Zhang Jiao simply washed up and went out with her vegetable basket. She met many neighbors along the way.
"Zhang Jiao, you've been married into the Lin family for so long, but this is the first time I've seen you get up so early to buy groceries?"
Zhang Jiao was very sleepy. She yawned and nodded perfunctorily.
"My mother-in-law is not at home now. Doesn't she, the daughter-in-law, have to do these things?"
"When Li Shuping was at home, I never saw Zhang Jiao buy groceries or cook. Her clothes were washed by her mother-in-law. I have never seen a mother-in-law who is so kind to her daughter-in-law. Zhang Jiao is the most blessed daughter-in-law in our No. 18 courtyard."
After hearing these words, Zhang Jiao felt very uncomfortable and a little embarrassed.
It makes her sound like a lazy daughter-in-law who has never done anything and even has to ask her mother-in-law to wash her clothes.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to do housework and laundry, it’s that her mother-in-law does it, so she has nothing to do.
Zhang Jiao muttered to herself, quickening her pace to leave those gossiping aunts and grandmothers behind.
When she arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhang Jiao spent seven cents to buy one or two ounces of fat meat, two cents to buy two pounds of potatoes, and one cent to buy one pound of cabbage.
She only spent ten cents on vegetables. Zhang Jiao had already calculated in her mind that if she spent ten cents a day on vegetables, she would still have two dollars left at the end of the month.
Zhang Jiao felt that she was very wise to buy groceries separately for Liu Qin.
Thinking about how she could save several dollars from buying groceries in a month, Zhang Jiao felt that all the hard work of getting up early was worth it.
On the way home, I feel that the wind is sweet.
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