When the baby was born, Uncle Mo's family sent 60 yuan. They remembered the meat and mountain produce they had received over the past few times and took the opportunity to give the three children red envelopes. Later, my future sister-in-law also asked Mo Yitao to help give a 30 yuan red envelope, showing their generosity.
She had tried her best to minimize her luggage, but in the end, she packed three large woven bags and a television set, which Mo Yitao couldn't possibly handle by herself.
Gao Weishan suggested, "Isn't Wengang going back to the provincial capital? Let him take the person to the provincial capital first, then put him on the train. Tell the train attendant to let him know, and also call home beforehand to have someone pick him up at the train station. That should solve all the problems."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan thought it was a good idea. Wen Gang was going to take Xu Dong and Lu Yuanchao to the provincial capital to help Lu Yuan deliver supplies to the Gao and Xiao families. It would be a good idea to take them to the provincial capital and then take the train, so as to avoid the trouble of transferring trains alone with a lot of luggage.
“In that case, let’s bring the bicycle too,” he said.
"Really, there's no need. We already have two bicycles at home, that's enough." Mo Yitao waved her hands repeatedly, while observing Gao Weishan and Xiao Biyun's expressions, worried that her daughter and son-in-law would take everything for their own family and that the two in-laws would have objections.
Xiao Biyun, being perceptive, understood her concerns and also advised, "Take it with you. We don't need it at home. Ayuan and his father usually have cars to go wherever they go, so they hardly ever use their bicycles."
Wen Moxue also offered a few words of persuasion, and Mo Yitao finally relented.
Since there were people to see them off when they got on and off the bus, Lu Yuan and Wen Moxue packed their luggage again, including 50 jin each of rice and flour, and also gave them a snakeskin bag of apples and pears.
Mo Yitao was so moved that tears streamed down her face, and her eyes were red and swollen when she got into the car. This caused Wen Moxue and the three children to cry as well.
After Mo Yitao left, there was one less person to take care of the children. Lu Xiaoqin stopped working and spent most of her time helping out at her older brother and sister-in-law's house. Although the three children were well-behaved, they ate and pooped a lot, so they had to wash three large basins of urine every day. There was a lot of washing and cleaning work to do, so it wasn't easy.
"Luckily, Xiaoqin helped out, otherwise my mother and I wouldn't have been able to manage at all," Wen Muxue said.
In this day and age, hiring a nanny is not allowed. Without Lu Xiaoqin, Wen Moxue felt that she and her mother-in-law would be exhausted.
"Let's give her an extra ten yuan this month."
Lu Yuan had no objection. "Okay, you can do whatever you want."
However, when it came time to pay, Lu Xiaoqin refused to accept the extra ten yuan. "Brother and sister-in-law, you're making me feel bad. I'm just washing my nephew's diaper, how can I ask for money?"
Helpless, Wen Muxue could only compensate her in other ways, making her and Lu Xiaojun two new sets of clothes from time to time, buying them two new pairs of shoes, and giving them various snacks, fruits, and other small gifts.
The siblings' clothing gradually became more and more different from that of the villagers; it was clean and tidy, without patches, and in fashionable styles, just like city people.
Last year, his classmates looked down on Lu Xiaojun and even bullied him. Now, everyone envies him for having such a good older brother.
He was the only one in the school who carried a military-style crossbody bag; everyone else had patched cloth bags. He received new clothes and shoes almost every month, and his bag was often filled with candy, cookies, and other snacks, as well as the comic books they loved to read. His classmates were incredibly envious.
Not to mention the students, even the teachers are envious.
Lu Xiaojun is now very popular at school. His classmates fawn over him so that they can borrow his comic books and even lick the candy he has eaten. No one bullies him anymore.
Some students even wondered if life would be better if they had no parents and only an older brother. As a result, there have been many more children crying and adults beating and scolding each other in the village recently.
The reason is simple: many children with older brothers are asking, "Father, Mother, can you just die?"
"You unfilial son, we'll beat you to death before we die."
After being beaten by a mixed doubles team, the brat was still not giving up, saying, "How can I escape if I don't die? Just like Xiaojun's dad, he ran away and never came back, leaving his older brother at home."
"roll--"
Another chaotic scene ensued.
Lu Yuan and the others knew about all of this and had even seen adults chasing children all over the village. When they asked what had happened, they were both amused and exasperated.
"Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint."
The Wen family in Hangzhou.
When Mo Yitao returned home, it caused quite a stir in the family compound. Everyone knew that she had gone to the countryside to take care of her newborn daughter during her postpartum period, and they all thought she was going there to suffer. But who could tell them that this person didn't look like she was going there to suffer?
Two months have passed, and my once frail body now looks incredibly energetic. My complexion is rosy, my skin is smooth, the fine lines around my eyes have disappeared, and although I've gained some weight, I look much younger overall.
Not only that, but when they came back with all those big bags of luggage, even the Wen family father and son couldn't pick them up at the station together, so they had to call on Uncle Mo and his son as well.
Four bicycles went to the train station, but when they came back, there were five, and they even brought a TV with them.
With such a grand procession, everyone in the apartment building saw it, so there was no way to keep a low profile. When they arrived home, many neighbors followed them to their doorsteps and lingered for a long time.
They all used the same excuse: they hadn't seen Mo Yitao in a long time and wanted to catch up with her.
The Wen family didn't kick them out. Mo Yitao put down her luggage and pulled out a bag containing snacks like candy, peanuts, and melon seeds, in quantities of five or ten jin each.
I put a plate of peanuts, melon seeds, and candy mixed together on a tea tray, and everyone grabbed a handful. Then we started chatting at the door.
As soon as Wen Qihang got home, he started tinkering with the television in the living room. Although it was a 14-inch black and white television, it was still a rare item at that time.
It's likely that only the factory director's family in the entire residential building has a television set.
"Hey, Peach, why did you bring back a TV?" a neighbor asked.
Mo Yitao smiled and said, "Hey, these are wedding gifts from my Xiaoxue and son-in-law to Ahang, and a bicycle, which are also wedding gifts from them to his brother."
Everyone was dumbfounded. "What kind of family did your youngest daughter marry into? Isn't it a country family? How could they give such an expensive gift?"
Everyone knows this: Wen Moxue went to the countryside as an educated youth and married a villager from their village.
How could these rural people be so generous, giving away both bicycles and televisions?
Mo Yitao glanced at the woman who had asked the question. The woman was clearly outspoken and embarrassed, smiling awkwardly as soon as she asked the question.
Mo Yitao didn't care. They hadn't specifically mentioned Lu Yuan's identity before, but this was a good opportunity to spread the word.
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