The small figure on the bed trembled at the shout, and then Bi Yue was pulled up. The first thing she saw was a piece of golden candy wrapped in red cloth. [△网w ww.Ai Qu xs.]
She weighed it with her hand and was stunned for a moment, and she no longer felt sleepy.
She didn't care about her mother's surprise. After she understood what was going on, she moved her arms and legs, which were a little stiff from sleeping, knelt in front of the window, quickly lifted the curtain and looked at the yard. It was already empty.
"Mom, has he eaten yet?"
Liu Yafang covered her cheek and rubbed her teeth: "What are you eating? Eat. Look, Ni'er, our family is going to be rich landlords!"
Bi Yue felt powerless in the face of her excited mother.
Chu Yifeng, why are you provoking her in the middle of the day?
I wonder if your mother would be amazed when she sees calligraphy and paintings, and my mother would fill the stove and light a fire?
Your mother is confident whether she has money in the bank or not, but my mother is useless. The numbers shown are average, but why don’t you try to take out 5,000 yuan and put it on the kang?
It's useless to give you nice clothes and good food. This big piece of gold is just what I like. This is the difference between your mother and my mother.
Chu Yifeng sneezed while driving. He made up his mind: never give anything to his mother-in-law in private again.
On the Chu family side...
Liang Yinqiu, the "high-class" mother-in-law, lifted the door curtain with swollen eyes under the midday sun. Old Mrs. Chu immediately put the water cup on the coffee table with a "dang".
The oppressive atmosphere instantly made Liang Yinqiu feel exhausted, and she focused on changing her shoes.
Ever since the incident between her son and Bi Yue broke out, this family had been like this. No one talked much, and when they did, it was just her mother-in-law scolding her. Even the babysitter, Old Liu, walked on tiptoe.
A while ago, the whole house was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine, which was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.
Old Madam Chu glared and asked, "Let me ask you, did you cause trouble again when you went to the Bi family last night?"
"No."
"You're fooling around, little brat. Didn't you come back like this last night? You're crying again today. What are you crying about? I'm not dead yet!
You're not at work yet, you're lying.
Liang Yinqiu, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You brought a bunch of stuff with you and took away so much food and drink from me, and you still messed it up? You eat everything and nothing is left, so you can't do anything else!"
After a few words, Old Mrs. Chu was panting.
This heatstroke nearly killed her. The feeling of exhaustion grew stronger and stronger. She dozed off every now and then, otherwise she would have gone to find Bi Yue long ago.
"Is there something wrong with the baby in her belly?" Old Mrs. Chu was immediately frightened by her own guess and her face changed.
Liang Yinqiu was happy this time and no longer looked listless:
"Don't scare yourself. Xiaofeng and Biyue went to register today. They're both fine, and the child is fine too. I just had a few words with Yiqing."
Mrs. Chu immediately interrupted and said with wide eyes:
"You went to register? Really? Have you done the baby test? What do you mean it's fine? It's a boy, right?!"
Liang Yinqiu suddenly got angry: "What does it matter whether it's a boy or a girl? We're all registered, so we're a family! If you want to know, go ask yourself, and see if your grandson will tell you, don't ask me!" After shouting, she turned around and left, pretending not to hear her mother-in-law scolding her.
What mother-in-law would open her mouth and call her daughter-in-law of such age "grandma's legs"?
You have to think before you curse your grandson, right?
I have been wronged for decades and I am too lazy to care about it anymore.
Liang Yinqiu had only one thought in mind: she didn't want to talk to the old lady any more. She was infuriating anyway. If they got mad at each other, she'd have to deal with them. She couldn't be too rude or too serious; she was just an old lady.
Another thing is that she doesn't have the free time at the moment.
In Liang Yinqiu's opinion, even if there is no wedding, tea should still be offered to the mother-in-law.
My daughter-in-law is pregnant, okay. She'll go over there and wait for tea.
Can’t I offer it for nothing?
Liang Yinqiu held the jewelry box and leaned against the head of the bed, feeling dizzy.
Her ears were still filled with the silent mumbling of Old Mrs. Chu circling at the door. She was very annoyed, but also glad that she had locked the bedroom door.
Liang Yinqiu's jewelry box was overflowing with a dazzling array of items: pendants, earrings, brooches, and two complete sets of pearl jewelry.
She picked up this and looked at that, but her mind was all on worrying about her daughter and thinking about her son. So she was not satisfied with anything and didn't want to give any of them to Bi Yue.
When she was thinking about all sorts of things, she looked down and found that she had opened the bottom layer of the box without realizing it.
Looking at the jewelry, Liang Yinqiu was instantly immersed in memories.
She took three things with her to the Red Highlands.
Her father's handwritten calligraphy and paintings, the gold locket she wore on her ankle since she was a child, and the jade bracelet her mother gave her before she died.
Because of that calligraphy and painting, Chu Hongtian almost pulled out a gun and started a fight with the rioters at the beginning of the ten-year turbulent period.
She was terrified. She also truly admired the unyielding spirit of those puny soldiers and generals who were determined to confiscate the property. She burned it right in front of them. She still remembers that feeling of powerlessness.
Only she herself knows that she actually hates those years.
She thought: Maybe it's because of the heartbreak she suffered during those years that her career has been so-so. Having more experience was a small part of it, but thanks to her husband and her education, she's where she is today.
As a result, after so many years of working in women's propaganda, she had never waved a small flag and stood on the street to shout slogans. She had lost the original ambition to contribute to the revolutionary cause.
As for the golden lock, before reaching the Red Highlands, it was scraped onto the ankle by the cliff while climbing a mountain and fell without a trace.
Then, Liang Yinqiu stroked the jade pendant in his hand.
Back then, she was wearing a light-colored top, a black skirt, white gauze socks, and round-toed cloth shoes. She carried a bag and left home wearing this bracelet.
This is a pair. I don’t know if my brother still has them.
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