Sister Xu, Xu Fangyun, smiled at Aunt Tian and said, "Auntie, I'm back."
Although her smile was calm, her hands, which were carrying the bundle on her back, were clenched so tightly that the veins on them were showing.
She couldn't stand Qian Xinglai's infidelity and was prepared to divorce him, which is why she took her child and went back to her parents' home.
Unexpectedly, no one from her family supported her. They kept advising her to endure it for the sake of the child, saying things like, "What man doesn't have an affair?"
Even her married sister advised her to be patient.
She was initially very insistent, but after her mother's earnest persuasion, she changed her mind.
Her mother is right. She's already so old; if she gets divorced, she'll inevitably have to remarry, and then she'll only be able to find someone with children to be her stepmother.
She didn't want to, but if she didn't get married, not only would he be gossiped about behind his back, but his parents, family, relatives, and friends would also be implicated.
Moreover, she was reluctant to part with her two children, but the Qian family wouldn't let her take them with her. She was also worried that Qian Xinglai's future wife would treat the children badly.
For various reasons, she compromised. When she heard that Qian Xinglai had returned and came to beg her for forgiveness, she made a series of conditions before she finally went back with him.
Later, when Qian Xinglai brought his son and daughter in, they saw that every household in the courtyard was peeking and staring at them.
Qian Xinglai is a typical man: thick-skinned, chauvinistic, and prone to infidelity, failing to appreciate his wife's contributions. However, he has one redeeming quality: he hands over his salary on time, doesn't beat his wife, and doesn't discriminate against women. In many people's eyes, this makes him an exceptionally good man.
Qian Xinglai ignored the neighbors who were watching the spectacle, picked up his two children, and quickened his pace to catch up with his wife: "Xiaofang, I bought some meat. Shall we stew some meat for dinner tonight?" He was now very humble.
The children, unaware of the adults' conflicts, burst into laughter at the mere mention of stewed meat.
Looking at her children's smiling faces, Xu Fang nodded gently. For her children, a little hardship was nothing.
Bu Ling watched as the family of four entered the house harmoniously and closed the door. Soon, the sounds of Qian Xinglai playing with the children and Xu Da Sao chopping meat came from inside.
She sighed softly, said nothing, but ultimately there was no point in talking about sex anymore.
After sending Tiehe away, I looked at Sangshen, who was leaning against the door like a boneless tree, and asked her with concern, "Sangshen, has Sister Mo taken you to visit the residents of the courtyard house?"
Seeing that the little black girl had finally noticed him, Sangshen subtly adjusted his posture to make himself look more handsome. "No, Sister Mo said she'll take me to visit her after dinner."
"Sister-in-law Mo is right. You should go back and cook now; Sister-in-law Mo will be looking for you soon." She needed to cook and eat too.
To everyone's surprise, Sangshen showed no intention of leaving. Instead, she went inside and said, "I don't have any cooking utensils in my house. Can I borrow some from you?"
He had absolutely no interest in cooking, so how could he have prepared all this? Even his brother hadn't expected it. But it was a good opportunity to borrow Little Black Girl's...
With this back and forth, how could the little black girl not find a chance to confess her feelings?
Buling had absolutely no idea what this person was up to, but she was still quite generous in borrowing a pot and stove.
"Sure, can you cook?" The handsome young man looked like he'd never lifted a finger in the kitchen.
Mulberry proudly raised her head: "Please remove the 'ma' part. My cooking is absolutely delicious." She just doesn't like to cook normally.
Yes, he's an amazing cook. He learned it from his maternal grandfather when he was little. His grandfather's ancestors were imperial chefs. He was raised by his maternal grandparents as a child, learning to cook from his grandfather and traditional Chinese medicine from his grandmother. He learned a little bit of everything.
He wasn't taken back to his own home from his maternal grandparents' house until he was nine years old.
"Really?" Buling was a little skeptical, mainly because this person looked so aloof and otherworldly, how could he be so down-to-earth?
Seeing her doubt, Sangshen said, "Wait until I show you what I can do."
After saying that, he quickly went back to his room.
Ignoring him, Bu Ling took off the shoulder bag she hadn't taken off, grabbed a White Rabbit candy, unwrapped it, and popped it into her mouth.
She didn't actually like sweets much, but in those days, milk was hard to find, so she had to use White Rabbit milk candy instead. To live to ninety-nine, she could endure it.
Besides, you gradually come to like it as you eat it.
Mulberry returned quickly, carrying a piece of meat in one hand and a cloth bag in the other.
After entering, he didn't stand on ceremony: "Shall we have rice today?" As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag in his left hand, which contained about a pound of rice.
It is premium rice, pure white and free of any inferior rice, a special supply rice.
"Sure, but I only have one pot."
"That's easy. Let's start cooking the rice first, and then we'll stir-fry the vegetables." After saying that, Sangshen asked, "By the way, do you have any green vegetables here? I don't have any."
Bling pointed to the cupboard: "It's all here. There are potatoes, tomatoes, eggplants, green beans, and a head of cabbage." Some of these were bought on the black market, and some were bought at the grocery store, but there was no need to explain that.
Sangshen rummaged through the vegetables at Buling's place, quickly coming up with a recipe in her mind: "Shall we make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a stew? Do you have any eggs?"
"become!"
Hearing Sangshen's question, Buling opened the top shelf of the cupboard for him. Inside, besides bowls and chopsticks, there was a tray of eggs and a piece of meat weighing about a pound: "It's all here. See if you need anything else?"
"It's okay, no problem."
The little black girl here has a pretty good selection of seasonings.
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