"How about you repeat what you just threatened me with?" Zong Yi said in a mocking tone.
Song Yuehua and Zong Yi looked at her quietly.
Shu's face turned red. She didn't want to expose the matter. It was all Zong Yi's fault. If he hadn't been so persistent, things wouldn't have come to this.
"If you don't want to say it, then I'll say it." Zong Yi said calmly.
Shu's face turned pale. If her family lost their jobs because of her, she was afraid she would never be able to stay at home again.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Shu quickly said, "Boss, don't trust this man too much. He is having an affair with his sister-in-law behind her back."
Wu? Song Yuehua remembered that she was Zong Yi's widowed sister-in-law. "The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried. This is their own business. Apart from this, is there anything else?"
Shu Shi, "..."
Zong Yi, "..."
These two were confused by this sentence. Shu felt that this problem was very serious, and Zong Yi also felt that the boss's attitude should not be so simple.
"Is there anything else?" Song Yuehua asked, "If nothing else, go back to bed early."
After saying that, Song Yuehua yawned, looked at Zong Yi coldly and said, "Think carefully before you use me as a letter next time."
Zong Yi's heart was shocked. He knew that his thoughts were seen by his boss, so he said hurriedly, "Of course I dare not."
Song Yuehua hummed and didn't look at the two of them again. The door was closed and the two of them were locked outside.
On December 15th, Song Yuehua brought Dabao and Xiaobao to the Zong family for a drink.
As soon as she arrived, the Zong family members came to greet her. Tian was busy trying to take over the two treasures from Song Yuehua.
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Aunt, we are not the only guests coming to our house today. We have to take care of other guests as well. I will take Dabao and Xiaobao around, and you guys can take care of your own things."
Tian sighed and took Wu to the kitchen to help.
Zong Yi called out to the host.
"The house is well built." Song Yuehua looked around.
Everywhere you look, you see red bricks and black tiles. Although there are no floor tiles, the ground is very flat.
Walking into the main room, the inner walls were also painted with white lime and the windows were large, making the room look bright and tidy.
Song Yuehua took out half a piece of cotton cloth from her backpack and said, "Time is too tight, and I don't have time to prepare properly. I might as well send some cloth. You can make whatever you want yourself."
“Boss, this…” Zong Yi was embarrassed to accept it.
Song Yuehua said, "This is a token of my gratitude. Please accept it."
"Take it, take it." Dabao imitated and said from the side.
Both of them were amused by Dabao. Song Yuehua stood up, picked up Dabao and Xiaobao and said, "Children can't sit still. I'll take them around the yard."
Before long, all the invited guests arrived. Two large tables were set up in the yard. People from one yard chatted and ate, and the whole new house was bustling with activity.
Compared with the liveliness of the Zong family, the Ren family on Dongshan Mountain are not so happy.
They only found out today that the Zong family had moved to a new house. In comparison, they couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.
Old man Ren was cursing in the house, and Shu was feeding the cows in the backyard, not daring to make a sound. She lived in fear these days. Fortunately, after returning from the Song family that time, Zong Yi did not disturb the housework.
Old Man Ren couldn't see Shu, so he started to curse again, "Da Hai, where did your wife go to be lazy again? If it weren't for her, we would have built a new house."
"She does nothing all day long, and we still have to buy food to support her. Everyone in the family works, but she is the only one who sits at home and acts like a big boss."
As soon as Fu entered the house, she saw Ren Dahai, who was scolded so much that he couldn't even lift his head, and said, "Now that the Zong family is gone, this yard belongs to us, so why are you dissatisfied?"
How could Old Man Ren not know about this? But he felt uncomfortable watching the Zong family, who lived with him, soar.
Seeing that Old Man Ren looked depressed, Fu said, "We have enough money to build a house. How about rebuilding our house after the New Year?"
"Are you crazy?" Old Man Ren scolded, "If you don't live in a free house, what are you going to do when you go back?"
Fu: "..." If I hadn't seen you coming to die, I would have said this!
The school will be closed on the 16th, so Xie Wenwu and Xiaoyu are not in a hurry to go home. Xie Yu learns some needlework with Xiaoyu.
Her craftsmanship is now barely passable; the cotton coat on Bian Wu's body was made by her.
Madam Nie had nowhere else to go, so she sat on the kang and taught her two apprentices, Guan Xiaodie and Xiaoyu, as usual.
"Sister Xiaodie, are you going home for the New Year?" Xiaoyu asked.
Guan Xiaodie stopped sewing, looked up and said, "I still have to go back. It's still early, so there's no rush."
Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Sister Xiaodie can come over earlier, then we can play together."
"How do you celebrate the New Year?" Guan Xiaodie asked curiously.
Ever since I celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival at the Song family last time, I found it novel. There were no rules or regulations, but every dish and mooncake was very novel and you could tell at a glance that a lot of thought was put into it.
The atmosphere was pleasant and relaxed; it really was just a reunion dinner among family and friends.
Xiaoyu put down the embroidery tent, sat next to Guan Xiaodie and said, "We cook dumplings every year on the 30th. We cook and eat together. The table is filled with snacks and fruits. The teacher drinks and chats, and the aunts listen to the lively sounds of gongs and drums outside, roast fire and boil tea. After all, it is the last day of the year, so we can spend it however we want."
Guan Xiaodie chuckled and said, "It sounds really interesting, but it's a pity that I can't come."
As the year draws to a close, Master Yi plans to write couplets for the villagers.
Several people set up a large table in the backyard of the school. Song Yuehua and Xiaoyu were cutting paper while Master Yi was painting.
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