Chapter 9 Taking Photos
Shen Zhiqiu knew it was her elder sister-in-law, Yue Mingyuan's elder sister Yue Minghui, when she heard the crisp and clear voice.
She wore a beige beret and big golden earrings that rippled beautifully in her long black wavy hair as she walked.
A classic knee-length camel cashmere coat paired with brown sheepskin high-heeled boots makes a rhythmic sound when stepping on the terrazzo floor.
As Yue Minghui walked in, the entire ward seemed to become brighter.
"sister."
Yue Mingyuan stepped forward and took everything from Yue Minghui's hand with one hand.
Yue Minghui walked straight to Wang Fengqin and snatched the small clothes from her hand: "How can this kind of fabric be worn by a newborn baby?"
"Sister Xiaoyuan, this is really good fabric. Normally we wouldn't wear it."
Wang Fengqin didn't make it for Yaya sincerely. She just wanted to irritate Chen Zhiqiu. However, she was always good at saying nice things and could even turn black into white.
"Whether you are willing to wear it or not is different from whether Yaya can wear it or not."
Yue Minghui's face was extremely cold: "Aunt-in-law, forgive me for being frank, but you are also the mother of two children and a grandmother, so you must understand this kind of thing, right?"
"You knew that Yaya couldn't wear these clothes, and you also knew that these were the memories left by Zhiqiu's mother, but you insisted on destroying them and deliberately told Zhiqiu about it. What did you want to do?"
Wang Fengqin was anxious and aggrieved: "Sister Xiaoyuan, what do you mean by this? What can I do? I really just think that this is Yaya's grandmother's clothes, and it is good for the child."
"That's how it is in our place. We give the clothes of the deceased elderly to the children to wear. The children's souls are incomplete, and the elderly can protect them."
"Zhiqiu, I really don't mean any other thing. If you also think that what I did was wrong, I will apologize to you and even kneel down and kowtow to you..."
As she spoke, Wang Fengqin really wanted to kneel down to Shen Zhiqiu. Yue Minghui quickly pulled her back with a very unhappy look on her face. She knew that Wang Fengqin was difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect her to be so difficult.
She actually said to kneel down and I had to kneel down. People like her who don't even have basic self-respect are really scary.
No wonder Shen Zhiqiu was so controlled by her stepmother.
People who are thin-skinned and have a high sense of morality really cannot deal with people like Wang Fengqin.
"Auntie, I'm so sorry, I misunderstood you."
Yue Minghui is a reporter and has to deal with all kinds of people on a daily basis. She is flexible and knows how to ask questions.
Helping Wang Fengqin sit down, Yue Minghui chatted with her, "Auntie, you are so skillful. This dress is so beautiful. It's better than those sold in big shopping malls."
Wang Fengqin was obviously very touched by Yue Minghui's apology and praise, but she was still modest in her words: "Sister Xiaoyuan is very knowledgeable. How can mine compare to those sold in big shopping malls? I just learned sewing in a tailor shop for a while when I was young."
"I heard that you and Uncle Chen met in the tailor shop, huh? By the way, why didn't Uncle Chen come over? He didn't come to see Zhiqiu yesterday, and he didn't come today either. Is he not feeling well?"
Wang Fengqin didn't think it was a big deal, so she said directly: "He drank too much yesterday at noon and is still asleep now. Come over when he wakes up."
"Uncle Chen is really generous. He is not worried at all about Zhiqiu's premature birth."
Yue Minghui couldn't help but feel a little distressed for Shen Zhiqiu. As the saying goes, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. This is absolutely true.
If it were her, her father would be extremely worried.
When she gave birth to Qin Feng, everything went smoothly. The old man was so anxious that he was sweating all over.
"Every woman has to go through this, and he can't help much."
Shen Zhiqiu listened at the side without saying anything, but his heart was in turmoil.
She remembered that when Shen Liya was giving birth, Shen Daqiang stayed outside for a day and a night, kneeling down and praying and kowtowing, fearing that something might happen to Shen Liya.
This person is afraid of comparison, and the difference can be seen once compared.
Moreover, Wang Fengqin did not say this when Shen Liya gave birth. She said that her father was her daughter's support. With her father around, he could scare away the blood basin ghost, and her daughter would be safe.
Oh, she really saw through a lot of people this time!
"Xiaoyuan, come, let me hold Yaya." Yue Minghui stretched out her hands to Yue Mingyuan and couldn't help complaining, "Yesterday, either dad or mom held her, and I couldn't even get close to Yaya."
When Yue Mingyuan was about to give Yaya to Yue Minghui, Yue Minghui quickly raised her hand to stop him: "Wait a minute, I'll go wash my hands first."
After taking off her coat, Yue Minghui washed her hands carefully before bringing Yaya over. Shen Zhiqiu noticed that Yue Minghui's originally long, bright red nails had been cut short.
"Yaya, I'm your aunt."
Yue Minghui stretched out her finger and gently touched Yaya's little face, causing Yaya to giggle. Yue Minghui's heart melted immediately because of her cuteness.
"How can you be so cute, huh?"
Yue Minghui then gestured to Yue Mingyuan: "Xiaoyuan, I have a camera in my bag, take it out quickly, I'll take some pictures of Yaya."
"Zhiqiu, hold Yaya. I'll take a picture of you and Yaya first."
"From now on, this will be a commemoration of Yaya's growth. When Yaya grows up, she will look through these photos and they will all be memories."
Yue Minghui first gave Yaya to Yue Mingyuan. Knowing that Shen Zhiqiu loved beauty, she brought over a small mirror and a comb and asked Shen Zhiqiu to tidy up briefly.
After taking a group photo of Chen Zhiqiu and Yaya, Yue Minghui called to Yue Mingyuan: "Xiaoyuan, stand next to Zhiqiu, I will take another family photo for you."
Yue Mingyuan looked at Shen Zhiqiu, and seeing that Shen Zhiqiu had no objection, he straightened his clothes and stood next to Shen Zhiqiu.
"Are you on guard?"
Yue Minghui teased Yue Mingyuan and waved her hand to command him: "Closer, closer, closer, yes, come on, bend down, put your arm around Zhiqiu, look at Zhiqiu and Yaya, these are your wife and daughter, are you happy?"
Yue Mingyuan did as Yue Minghui said, but his body was very stiff. He was afraid that Shen Zhiqiu would be disgusted, and he remembered that she resisted his closeness in her dreams.
Therefore, his hand seemed to be hugging Shen Zhiqiu, but it actually did not touch her.
Shen Zhiqiu glanced at Yue Mingyuan sideways, then made up his mind, raised his hand to grab Yue Mingyuan's hanging hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and leaned his body slightly into his arms.
Yue Mingyuan couldn't help but have his eyes shining and the corners of his mouth rising. Yue Minghui seized this moment and pressed the shutter.
"Come on, come on, next is our Yaya's solo photo. Auntie wants to capture all your cuteness."
Yue Minghui waved the camera at Yaya, and Yaya waved her two little arms to show her happiness.
"Xiaoyuan's aunt, can you take a photo for me too?" Wang Fengqin asked.
It costs five dollars to take a picture at a photo studio outside, which can be used to buy five meat patties for her baby Xiaoxiang.
It seems that the girl from the Yue family is not short of money. Look how she uses the film without any regret at all.
I don’t know how the Yue family educated me, I’m such a spendthrift!
Her son Xiaoxiang must never marry such a woman in the future!
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