When Song Nanting asked, Du Hua couldn't help but sigh. An old lady next to her said, "This old woman is not a good person. She is good at throwing tantrums. When she is not satisfied, she will hang her belt on the beam. In the end, Zhao Daqiang let it go and told Tian Xiao'e not to argue with the old woman."
"Of course not. This isn't the way to show respect to elders. Why do I have to support my eldest brother's children?"
"The old lady said that Zhao Daqiang has made a name for himself, but his eldest son has been taking care of him for so many years in his hometown, and his life has been hard. He should help raise the two children."
People were talking about it. Some old ladies came with their sons to help take care of the children, and some had their own little thoughts, but no one did anything as excessive as Aunt Lan.
To put it bluntly, they are picking on the weak.
Tian Xiao'e is a kind person, but she is also soft-hearted. She loves her children and dares not resist.
The word "filial piety" is enough to make people feel suffocated.
An old lady looked at Song Nanting and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "You are really willing to take risks."
"Of course not. If someone else tried to stop the fight with good intentions and was scolded, they would probably treat it as being bitten by a dog. No one can do this."
"But it's really cool," an old lady laughed. "Ask the people here, who hasn't been scolded? We actually tried to persuade her and tried to stop her at first, but we were scolded every time. After a long time, Tian Xiao'e was a loser, so no one cared about her anymore."
"Who says it's not true? We are not her mother. We can't do anything if she can't stand up on her own. We can't protect her all the time."
Song Nanting nodded in agreement, "Because I have met many bad people. I know that if I let her scold me this time, she will bully me even more next time. In this case, I will go all out. At worst, you die and I die. Who is afraid of who?"
"I believe that." Sister Du Hua said with a smile, "When I came out, I heard the old woman talking to Xiao Song. She was almost asking Xiao Song to give the land by the wall to her family for free."
Others looked down on him, saying, "What the hell are you dreaming of?"
As they were talking, crying sounds were heard again from inside.
It still belongs to Tian Xiao'e.
Song Nanting asked, "Still fighting?"
"I don't know. Zhao Daqiang is not the type to beat women. I guess it's that old lady again."
Song Nanting was even more puzzled. It would have been fine if Zhao Daqiang was not around, but now that Zhao Daqiang was at home, the old lady didn't know how to restrain herself?
"Let's go, we can't control it."
Song Nanting put the things back in the yard and was about to wash her hands and go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy meat when she saw the director of the Family Committee coming in hurriedly again and heading straight for the Zhao family next door.
It seems that the people on the committee also know about the Zhao family’s affairs, but they have not eradicated them. That means there are other problems.
Song Nanting only waited for a moment before Aunt Lan's wailing started again.
It's really lively.
It's really hard for Tian Xiao'e and those children. I heard that the youngest one is only two years old and still can't walk.
Shaking her head, she went to the supply and marketing cooperative, where there happened to be meat available. Song Nanting bought a pound of pork belly and went straight to Aunt Song's house.
When she entered the alley and there was no one there, Song Nanting pretended to take something out of her bag, and took out a pound of brown sugar and two pounds of unpacked noodles from the storage space, then went forward and knocked on the door.
Aunt Song's voice came from the kitchen, "Just come in, the door is not closed."
Song Nanting went in and gave the meat to Auntie Song. Auntie Song scolded her, "Child, you came when I told you to. Why did you bring the meat? You can take it home and eat it."
"I won't take it anymore. I've brought it all here, so I won't take it back." He stuffed the meat into her hands, and also gave the brown sugar and noodles to Aunt Song. Then Song Nanting washed her hands, brushed off the dust on her body, and went into the house.
On the big kang in the main room, Niu Huihui was breastfeeding her baby.
Song Nanting just took a quick glance and didn't dare to look anymore. It was really big. Then she looked at herself and felt so shriveled.
She was dry and withered in her last life, and this life won't be much better. I guess she'll only get an A, but Niu Huihui... looks like she'll get a D.
I'm so envious.
Niu Huihui laughed and said, "When you get married and have children, they will grow up too."
Song Nanting's face turned red immediately.
She has no such experience.
You know what, there's nothing to be greedy about.
I didn’t have children in my previous life, so I find children novel in this life.
The baby in Niu Huihui's arms was just a little bit big, and he closed his eyes and sucked hard.
This is a little girl. Aunt Song said that she has several grandchildren, but this is the first granddaughter. She is extremely rare.
Song Nanting looked at the child and asked, "Have you named him?"
Niu Huihui nodded, "My nickname is Niuniu, and my real name is Song Aihong."
Song Nanting: "...well, it's good."
Full of contemporary characteristics.
Niu Huihui curled her lips, "Her father named it. Just wait and see. When you call the child home for dinner, there will be a bunch of children responding."
Hearing this, Song Nanting burst out laughing, "Why don't you change one?"
"Her father is uneducated." Niu Huihui paused, "Your name sounds nice."
Song Nanting's expression was indifferent. "Our generation is exactly Nan. As for the character Ting, it is said that due to some reasons, it should have been called Ting, but when registering the household registration, the staff made a mistake and called it Ting with the female character next to it."
Song Nanting herself didn't know the specific reason, and her parents were unlikely to tell her.
It was only once when her mother and her aunt talked about it that she listened a little, but when she listened again, they had already discovered her and refused to say anything.
Song Nanting said, "A name is just a mark. It doesn't matter what you call it. Your own children are always the best."
Niu Huihui nodded in agreement, "You are right. My little girl is also my baby. I just can't understand why those people like my little girl so much."
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