Ye Qingyin was surprised to see her son come home in broad daylight: "Xiao Wu, how come you have time to come back to see me today?"
Did he come back to cheer her up, or to piss her off?
"Mom, are you feeling better now? Let me help you sit up." Chen Yuanwu helped his mother sit up against the headboard and then moved a stool to sit beside the bed. "Mom, I've accepted a mission and won't be able to come back to see you for a long time."
Ye Qingyin was worried. If her son had come back to tell her about something, it must not be a good task. "It's been a long time. Has it been half a year or a year?"
Chen Yuanwu said vaguely: "More than a year."
Ye Qingyin felt distressed and anxious, clutching her chest and taking a deep breath. "Oh, they're all gone, one by one! I'm the only sick person left at home!"
Chen Yuanwu hurriedly said, "Mom, please sit down for a moment. I'll bring you some tea."
In this situation, should he say what he should say or not?
Ye Qingyin waved her hand: "Sister Liu opened the door for you? Why are you taking so long today? It's been ages and the tea hasn't been served yet."
Chen Yuanwu stood up and said, "I bought some snacks at Daoxiang Village and brought them in for you to try."
Every time my mother is sick, she is in a bad mood and becomes particularly difficult to talk to.
Jiang Jun brewed a pot of milk tea in the kitchen and toasted some honey bread slices, which he placed in Ye Qingyin's favorite gilded porcelain pot and plates. Even Sister Liu was beside him, praising them: "Only Director Ye can make such a fragrant milk tea. And these pastries are baked with real skill! Director Ye will definitely be very happy later."
In the end, no one guessed correctly!
The moment Ye Qingyin saw Jiang Jun, her expression changed. Then she looked at the tray of snacks and tea in Jiang Jun's hand. She simply couldn't tolerate her most beloved item being touched by someone she disliked. She put on a high profile and said, "Xiao Wu, we only have Sister Liu at home. There's no need to hire a nurse. Tell her to put her things down and get out!"
Chen Yuanwu didn't expect his mother to say such a thing. He hurried to see Jiang Yun's reaction, fearing that she couldn't bear it.
Jiang Jun didn't expect Ye Qingyin to make such a low-level mistake in household affairs.
She smiled at Chen Yuanwu and shook her head gently, meaning, I'm fine.
Putting down the tray in his hand, Jiang Jun greeted Ye Qingyin openly: "Hello, Aunt Ye! I'm not here to be a caregiver. I came with Yuanwu to see you."
Are you stupid? Since the person is brought back by your son, you cannot just drive him out so rudely even if he is a caregiver. If he is not a caregiver, speaking in such a tone shows how much you look down on your own son!
Ye Qingyin looked at Chen Yuanwu: "Xiao Wu, let her go. The air in this room is stale and it's so stuffy that it hurts my chest!"
Jiang Jun smiled calmly, "Aunt Ye, it's okay if you let me go. Yuanwu and I have already been assigned our own dormitories, and the house is completely empty. I'm going to the Jingcheng Department Store to buy some daily necessities. You should have a good rest. I'll come visit you another day when I'm free!"
Jiang Jun had anticipated the scenario of this conversation before coming and had thought of the most perfect answer. Not only did it prevent Ye Qingyin from pretending to have a heart attack to avoid her marriage with Chen Yuanwu, it also successfully made Ye Qingyin continue to ask questions.
As expected, Ye Qingyin, who had been gritting her teeth and planning to treat Jiang Jun as a servant, was shocked when she heard this: "Xiao Wu? What dormitory? Whose house?"
Jiang Yun replied, "My and Yuanwu's home!"
Ye Qingyin turned around angrily and scolded: "How rude! You have no right to speak here."
Chen Yuanwu had no choice but to answer: "Mom, Xiaojun and I are married."
"Get married?" Ye Qingyin covered her chest and wanted to faint: "Ouch, ouch..."
Jiang Jun's voice was neither too loud nor too soft: "Yuanwu, call the doctor right away. Give me the cloth coupons and money, and I'll go buy the curtains myself. And that gold-rimmed rice bowl, the salesperson said there's only one left, so I have to go buy it right away."
First tell the result of the matter, then downplay the part that may easily arouse Ye Qingyin's anger, and shift the focus to spending money.
In this way, Ye Qingyin's focus was not on whether she agreed to their marriage, but whether Chen Yuanwu's money should be given to Jiang Yun to spend? How much could he spend?
Ye Qingyin was so angry at Jiang Jun that she couldn't even faint. Although she didn't know whether her son's marriage was true or not, just listening to Jiang Jun's tone, she knew he was a spendthrift: "Xiao Wu! What's going on? Does your father know?"
What's going on? Is there any room for separation?
Seeing his mother had no heart attack symptoms, Chen Yuanwu felt relieved and carefully replied, "Mom, our council has already approved my marriage application. I just told Dad and will be back soon to tell you."
Ye Qingyin closed her eyes and took a few breaths: "Who asked you to file a marriage report? Who did you discuss this with?"
It's simply lawless and they don't care about parents at all!
Chen Yuanwu carefully observed his mother's reaction. Hearing that Ye Qingyin's breathing and voice were relatively normal, he tried not to say anything provocative and brought out the chief minister to take the blame: "I asked the chief minister, and he said he would be the officiant for our wedding."
Ye Qingyin couldn't understand why her son would ask for permission from others for his marriage. They had just mentioned the marriage registration, but suddenly the topic of the officiant was brought up: "You! Are you planning to hold a wedding?" The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt: "Aren't you going on a mission? Why are you in such a hurry to register for the marriage?"
Jiang Jun stood by without saying a word, with one hand gently pressing on his stomach, and when Ye Qingyin glanced at him, he gently rubbed it.
Ye Qingyin's train of thought was indeed led astray: "Xiao Wu, come on, tell me, what happened?"
Chen Yuanwu glanced at Jiang Jun, amused by his beloved's cleverness. He suppressed his laughter and replied, "Mom, I just saw that none of us were around, and if Xiaojun came to take care of you, it would be inconvenient to tell others, so I filed a report in advance."
Ye Qingyin then glared at Jiang Jun fiercely: "Can she take care of me? I get sick just by looking at her! She'll ruin the family..."
Jiang Jun smiled. Ye Qingyin had taken everything she had just said to heart. She didn't treat her as an outsider. "Aunt Ye, I don't have a job yet, so of course I can only spend the money for the military aid."
The 1970s were really good. There was no such thing as pre-marital property. As long as you were married, everything was joint property of the couple.
Ye Qingyin was once again angered by Jiang Jun's self-righteous attitude: "You don't have a job and you're not frugal, but you're just wasting money. Is that bowl with a gold rim yours?"
Although Jiang Jun was very rational and intelligent, she never knew that once women wanted to win or lose, they would compete over every little thing.
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