Besides, she had a gut feeling that her older brother Yun Zhifeng didn't like Xia Huanle. In her opinion, Yun Zhifeng treated Huanle more like a younger sister.
As for Huanle liking Yun Zhifeng, that's true; Yun Duoduo had noticed it long ago, but she had never thought about it in that way.
Since Yun Zhifeng had already made such a definitive statement, if she were to object again, it would seem as if she were the one breaking up their marriage, which didn't quite seem right.
"Never mind," Yun Duoduo thought, "I'll ask Huanle when I have a chance."
Yun Zhifeng rode his bicycle with Yun Duoduo on the back, and they soon arrived at the factory.
From afar, Yun Duoduo saw Song Qinglian and Yun Dazhuang standing at the factory gate, looking towards the street. When they saw their bicycles approaching, the two were very happy and immediately waved to them, even taking two steps forward.
As soon as Yun Zhifeng's bicycle arrived at the door, Song Qinglian and the other person quickly came over.
Song Qinglian smiled and helped Yun Duoduo up, staring at her belly as she said, "You're finally back. I've been waiting for you all afternoon."
Yun Daqing also returned, took the things from Yun Duoduo's hands, and said with a smile, "Do you feel unwell anywhere? Do you still feel nauseous? What do you want to eat? I'll ask your mother to make it for you."
"Mom, you..." Yun Duoduo rolled her eyes. Her parents were way too well-informed.
But Yan Junting was quite the gossip; he had agreed not to tell his family first, but as soon as he turned around, he told his mother.
As if she could see through Yun Duoduo's thoughts, Song Qinglian said with a smile, "Jun Ting called me this afternoon and told me that he was worried he wouldn't have time to bring you here, so he asked your older brother to pick you up, which is why he said that."
"That's it," she said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I haven't told anyone else. Only your dad and I know. I'll go with you to the hospital for your checkup tomorrow."
As soon as Yun Duoduo arrived, Song Qinglian pulled her aside and whispered to her. Yun Zhifeng teased, "Mother, what are you saying to Duoduo? Why are you whispering like that? Can't I know what's going on?"
Glancing at Yun Zhifeng, Song Qinglian scolded, "What do you, a grown man, need to know these things? Aren't you supposed to be going to work? Hurry up and go to work."
Yun Zhifeng smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and prepared to go to work.
After Yun Zhifeng finished greeting them, he was about to leave when he suddenly saw Xia Huanle walking over carrying a bag, calling out, "Brother Zhifeng, wait a minute."
As she approached them, Xia Huanle took a knitted sweater out of the paper bag and handed it to Yun Zhifeng. "I knitted you a sweater. Try it on and see if it fits."
Before Yun Zhifeng could reach out to take it, Song Qinglian took the sweater, examined it carefully, and looked at Xia Huanle in surprise, "This kind of knitting technique is the most difficult. It took me several days just to knit a scarf for Duoduo. This sweater of yours..."
Song Qinglian couldn't imagine how many nights Huanle had to stay up to weave this.
Xia Huanle scratched her head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile, "It's okay. I asked Brother Zhifeng before, and he said it looked good, so I took the time to knit it for him. Brother Zhifeng has a good eye. It really looks good and it's thick too."
Yun Zhifeng touched the clothes and said to Xia Huanle with a smile, "They look good. You can keep them for now, and I'll wear them during the New Year."
After saying that, he glanced down at his watch and said hurriedly, "I have to go to work now."
After hearing this, Xia Huanle quickly nodded and took the sweater back, afraid of delaying his work. "Okay, you go to work, I won't delay you anymore."
After Yun Zhifeng left, Song Qinglian patted Xia Huanle's arm and said affectionately, "Huanle, don't spoil Zhifeng too much. You work so hard every day, and you still have time to knit after work. Where do you have time to rest?"
Song Qinglian had seen how good Xia Huanle was to Yun Zhifeng.
Xia Huanle will do anything Yun Zhifeng says he likes, as long as it's within his power, no matter how difficult it is.
A few days ago, Yun Zhifeng simply mentioned that the fermented tofu at home was delicious, and Xia Huanle has been busy buying tofu these past few days, saying she would make it for Yun Zhifeng.
Even Song Qinglian, her own mother, couldn't have thought of that.
Song Qinglian was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.
Xia Huanle waved her hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, as long as Brother Zhifeng is happy, I don't mind working a little harder."
After saying that, Xia Huanle quickly stuffed the clothes into Song Qinglian's hands and hurriedly said, "Auntie, please keep the clothes. Put them in Brother Zhifeng's room later. I'm going to work now. It's time for my break."
Watching Xia Huanle rush off to the factory, Yun Duoduo glanced at Song Qinglian beside her and asked in a low voice, "Mother, do you really think Huanle is a good match for my older brother? Can they be happy together?"
"Why can't we be happy?" Looking at Xia Huanle's back, Song Qinglian said with certainty, "Huanle is so good. We watched her grow up. She is hardworking, has a lucky appearance, and her family is simple. Moreover, judging from her appearance, she is definitely easy to raise. I am very satisfied."
Yun Duoduo shook her head and tugged at Song Qinglian, "Mother, that's not what I meant. What I meant was, is it true that my eldest brother is willing to get married because he likes happiness?"
As Song Qinglian pulled Yun Duoduo toward the backyard, she scolded, "You young people love to talk about what you like and dislike. In a few years, when you're older, everyone will live the same life. As long as it's suitable, that's fine."
Yun Duoduo felt that this was not the right thing to do. If they really wanted to talk about marriage, shouldn't they wait a while?
Now, she only feels that it's Xia Huanle's wishful thinking.
After Song Qinglian pulled Yun Duoduo to the backyard, she sighed and said, "Alright, I know what you mean. Anyway, I'm firmly against your older brother being with that Zhang Yuxia."
“Look at what happened to your aunt’s child. The Zhang family dared to do that, and Zhang Yuxia even helped cover it up. They’re all no good.”
Normally, Song Qinglian is a very open-minded person, especially with Yun Duoduo. They always discuss things together, but this time she was very resolute.
Yun Duoduo didn't say much more. After all, on the surface, everyone seemed happy. If she strongly opposed it, she would be ruining the wedding and making the whole family unhappy. Why bother?
She hoped that Yun Zhifeng would never regret his decision.
Seeing that she was silent, Song Qinglian said to her, "By the way, I tidied up your third brother's house. If Junting doesn't have time to pick you up in the future, you can stay here. I have to take care of it myself. You should move some things to my place tomorrow."
Yun Duoduo nodded. It was fine to stay at her parents' house before giving birth. She should take advantage of this time to buy a few more courtyards.
It's nearby, close to the factory and my parents' home. It will be convenient for them to come and help take care of the baby after it's born.
My parents' home has a small courtyard with many people, making it inconvenient for postpartum care and childcare.
Besides, this older brother and Huanle are getting married, so there will be even more people.
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