"My dear daughter, why didn't you tell your mother sooner? You've really suffered."
No wonder my daughter was determined to lose weight; she must have suffered a lot.
"Okay, Mom promises you, I'll be nicer to her from now on."
Well, to put her daughter at ease, she didn't mind being a good mother-in-law.
"Oh right, Mom almost forgot to give it to you."
Seemingly remembering something important, Yan Ling fumbled in the innermost pocket of her coat and finally pulled out a wad of banknotes, the smallest denomination being one cent and the largest one dollar, totaling thirty dollars.
After taking it out, he placed it directly in his daughter's palm, saying, "We've sold a lot of corn recently, so we've decided to give you thirty yuan."
She cautiously peeked outside, looking mysterious, and said, "Keep this safe and don't let your son-in-law know. Whenever you want to eat something nice, just go to the city and buy it. Don't be too frugal."
Their family had no debts, so they didn't live a particularly hard life and could even save some money from time to time to help their daughter.
Although her son-in-law gives her living expenses every month, she knows her daughter's spending habits because she gave birth to her. She gets itchy if she doesn't spend money every day.
"Mom, I don't want it. This is your hard-earned money. What's the point of giving it to me?"
Presumably, thirty yuan was all she had left. She wasn't the original owner of this body, so she couldn't accept it with a clear conscience.
Life at home was also difficult; they could barely afford two pieces of meat all year round.
My mother said it was a family discussion, but it was actually her unilateral decision. At least my sister-in-law and brother were unaware of it. Even if they had known, they wouldn't have dared to say anything, which only added to my sister-in-law's dissatisfaction.
Just as her mother was about to shove the money back at her, Su Jingjing grabbed her hand and said mischievously, "Mom, I don't need the money. Let me show you."
She was about to go get her bankbook when she said that. It seems that her mother won't give up on this idea until she sees her living a good life.
What does this mean?
Su Jingjing placed the passbook in her mother's hand. "Mom, this is the passbook. Open it and take a look."
Yan Ling was both amused and exasperated; of course she knew it was a savings account.
When she opened it and saw the string of numbers inside, she gasped in surprise, but the next second she started to worry about her daughter.
"Jingjing, where did you get so much money?"
Even the wealthiest family in town couldn't earn ten thousand yuan.
Is the girl up to no good?
Su Jingjing knew her mother was overthinking things, so she quickly reassured her, "This was given to me by Li Hanting, so Mom, I really don't need the money."
"Your daughter wanted to give it to you too. I happen to have thirty yuan on me. Mom, take it first and go home to buy some good food so the family can have some nourishment."
She happened to have the royalties from the last time on hand. Su's mother had devoted her whole life to the original owner of this body, and it was time for her to enjoy her retirement.
"this…"
Yan Ling was dumbfounded; how come she got thirty yuan instead?
However, she was quite happy, as her daughter seemed to have become much more sensible.
The fact that the son-in-law handed over the bankbook shows that he was sincerely trying to earn the money; the couple's good days are yet to come.
"Mom, take this. I'll come home to see you again next time."
"Hey, Mom, take this. This is my good daughter's way of showing her filial piety."
She really wanted to shout out loud to see if anyone was still gossiping behind her back, saying that her Jingjing was a bottomless pit.
When she was born, the wise man said that Jingjing was destined for great wealth and honor, with a loving husband and a filial son, and this has come true in no time.
The days when mother and daughter reminisce always seem so short.
"It's getting late, Mom, go catch your ride."
Yan Ling touched her daughter's little face, then looked down at her two grandsons and said kindly, "An'an and Yuanyuan, Grandma is going home. I'll come to see you again another day, or one weekend when Mom will bring you to the countryside to play."
Her two grandsons haven't come to visit yet; she's such a failure as a grandmother.
After an hour of observation, the two little ones were less resistant to their grandmother's approach, but they couldn't be described as close either.
Li Hanting was instructing his children, "An'an and Yuanyuan, say goodbye to Grandma."
Goodbye, Grandma.
The two little ones then waved goodbye in their childish voices, their eyes following their grandmother as she got into the car.
Yan Ling got into the car and waved goodbye to her daughter and her family of four.
This time, she didn't come home with a heavy heart. Every time she came before, her daughter would look worried and wouldn't say anything to her. She was also embarrassed to stay in the family compound for too long, for fear of upsetting her daughter.
The young couple's life was getting better and better, and she was happier than anyone else.
Two hours later, Yan Ling changed buses twice before finally arriving home.
The Su family's house was just an ordinary farmhouse, with four rooms in total, including the main room. The kitchen was in a small corner, but the yard was spacious. They not only grew vegetables but also raised a lot of chickens, though they were too small. She would take a few more to her daughter when they were a little older.
Anyway, the chickens in the house will either be sold or given to the daughter; no one else will get a single chicken feather.
Yan Ling didn't feel particularly tired this time; on the contrary, she felt full of energy.
Su Xiang walked out of the main room with his old opium pipe in his hand, just in time to see his wife walking in from outside.
"Why is the old woman only coming back now?"
He worried for hours, fearing that something might have happened to his wife on the road.
The old woman never used to linger, so four hours was more than enough for a round trip.
Yan Ling cheerfully called to her husband, "Old man, come and help me carry this."
Su Xiang put down his old pipe and hurriedly took the things; they were quite heavy. "Huh, why did you buy so much stuff?"
Wait, when did this old woman become so generous?
She's the kind of person who haggles over the price of even a single egg for ages.
Yan Ling wasn't in a hurry to answer the old man's question. She took a big gulp of water and massaged her back, which was aching from sitting in the car.
At this moment, Su Dashan and his wife also came out of the room. They were tall and thin, and looked a bit like his father. They were honest and kind.
Dong Qin, standing beside him, was as thin as a stick, with a sallow complexion and obvious fatigue. She was clearly malnourished and worked a lot. Although she was five months pregnant, her belly was not showing and she did not look pregnant at all.
Yan Ling leisurely glanced at her daughter-in-law's belly, and remembering her daughter's words, her brows furrowed with worry.
She had been prejudiced against Dong Qin before and was never kind to her. Now that she thought about it, her daughter's words made sense. After all, Dong Qin was carrying her grandson. If there were problems during childbirth, her grandson would also be in danger.
Forget it, she should treat Dong Qin better from now on.
Dong Qin felt her mother-in-law staring at her belly. Fearing that her mother-in-law might harm the baby, she instinctively covered her belly with her hands and stepped back slightly behind her husband.
Su Xiang opened the bag on his own. Inside were all sorts of rare things, including meat, fruit, and snacks that city people eat.
It was obvious that the old woman hadn't bought it; the answer in his mind was obvious. But then he thought, it couldn't be Jingjing, that child.
"Old woman, this shouldn't be what you bought, right?"
He wanted to ask about his daughter, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. When his daughter did that kind of thing, even he, as the village chief, felt ashamed. For the past few years, the relationship between father and daughter had been strained, and neither of them was willing to back down.
The son-in-law is indeed an outstanding person. Even if the girl likes him, she should pursue him normally, instead of resorting to tricks.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
