Chapter 203: My Daughter-in-law, I Have the Final Say
The TV in the living room is playing the Spring Festival Gala, dumplings are cooked in the pot in the kitchen, outside the window, the lights are on, and broken snowflakes are swaying and falling in the night.
Jiang Qin brought bowls of steaming dumplings to the dining table, wiped his hands, and sat down next to his best friend.
Feng Nanshu was holding the chopsticks, sitting obediently, with puffy cheeks and bright eyes.
Yuan Youqin looked at the two of them in the light, not knowing what was going on, but the more she looked, the more comfortable she felt. So she turned around and started plotting with Jiang Zhenghong who was stewing food.
"Lao Jiang, your son brought the person back to me."
"Did you really bring it back?"
"Well, just sit outside. You continue to cook. I'll go back to the room and give her a red envelope."
Jiang Zhenghong raised the spoon and looked at her: "You are too positive, aren't you talking about being good friends?"
After listening to this, Yuan Youqin thought for a while: "It's New Year's Day. Even if she's not my girlfriend, it's not too much to give her a red envelope. I'm happy to see her being so well-behaved, so why can't I give her one?"
"I understand. Do you want to take it first?" Jiang Zhenghong revealed the secret.
"What's the point of occupying it? People call me auntie, so I am the elder anyway."
"People always say that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law don't get along, but you want to take one home whenever you see one, and this time you got what you wanted."
Yuan Youqin couldn't help but sigh: "My son, who I raised for so long, suddenly brought a girl home, and it was on New Year's Eve. I felt complicated and happy at the same time. Don't you feel the same way?"
Jiang Zhenghong added some water to the pot and covered it. "It's a little complicated, but I suggest you ask clearly so as not to end up with nothing."
"Who should I ask? Jiang Qin? Is there a single word of truth in that bastard's mouth?"
"That's true, but he had been hiding it before. Why did he bring it back so generously today?"
Yuan Youqin lowered her voice and said, "No one from the family came back for the New Year, and it was lonely to eat the New Year's Eve dinner alone."
Jiang Zhenghong thought it made sense after hearing this: "Since no one in the family brought it back, it means it's not time to formally introduce it to us yet. I suggest you don't get involved."
"I have the final say on the daughter-in-law I want. What right does Jiang Qin have to say?"
“…”
Ms. Yuan wiped her hands, turned and went into the bedroom, took out the red envelope prepared for Jiang Qin, and returned to the restaurant to hand it to Feng Nanshu.
"Nanshu, Happy New Year. Auntie will give you a red envelope. I wish you peace and happiness every day."
"Auntie is a very good person."
Feng Nanshu took the red envelope, glanced at Jiang Qin, then carefully put it into his pocket and patted it twice with his hands.
Jiang Qin took a bite of the dumpling without vinegar and thought to himself, Guo Zihang, Guo Zihang, you really wasted those roast chickens in the past.
We are all good friends, right?
Besides, we have known each other since elementary school, so there's nothing wrong with us being childhood friends.
Then why did the rich lady get a red envelope the first time she came, but you don’t even receive a red envelope when you come often?
You need to reflect on this issue carefully.
After a while, the stew was ready. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came to the table and announced with smiles that the meal was ready.
Although there was no vinegar in the dumplings on New Year’s Eve this year, the joy was just as great as when they were dipped in vinegar.
"Is Zhao Benshan also in this year's Spring Festival Gala?"
“If there’s no Spring Festival Gala with him, can it still be called the Spring Festival Gala?” Jiang Zhenghong took a sip of the wine in his glass.
Jiang Qin was eating dumplings and watching the TV series "Not Short of Money". He couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe I won't be able to watch it in a year or two."
"The Spring Festival Gala has become less and less interesting in recent years. If Zhao Benshan's skits are gone, there will be no need to watch them."
"Nanshu, eat more vegetables." Yuan Youqin was not paying attention to the Spring Festival Gala, she was only paying attention to Feng Nanshu.
Although she was not sure whether she was her daughter-in-law, she could not help but pick up food for the rich woman again and again.
She really wanted a daughter. Perhaps all parents who only had one boy would have this idea, thinking that daughters were obedient and lovable, while boys were too naughty. Unfortunately, Jiang Qin was the first child, so this wish could not be realized.
At this moment, Feng Nanshu really satisfied all of Yuan Youqin's fantasies about a well-behaved daughter. She eats whatever she is given and looks like she is easy to raise.
Jiang Qin turned his gaze away from the TV and glanced at the rich young woman: "You didn't eat in such small bites before, did you? Why are you so ladylike today?"
"That's how I used to eat." Feng Nanshu said seriously.
"Impossible, you are a foodie, you dare to eat chili in big mouthfuls."
"Jiang Qin, you are a bad guy."
Yuan Youqin was so angry that she banged on the table: "Jiang Qin, you are bored, why do you always bully her?"
"????"
How about I leave?
It seems that I am the only outsider in this family.
Jiang Qin secretly complained in his heart, but didn't dare to say it out loud, for fear of getting himself into trouble during the New Year. So he wisely kept his mouth shut and lowered his head to eat dumplings in silence.
Feng Nanshu pursed her lips, her eyes full of joy, like a silly cat that was being stroked comfortably, her beautiful eyes reflecting the warm light.
The following conversation was more interesting.
Yuan Youqin asked how the two knew each other, and the rich young woman answered honestly, saying that Jiang Qin kicked me, and Yuan Youqin's five-word comment was to break his legs.
Jiang Qin was listening while drinking tea and felt a chill in his knees. He was afraid that his old cold legs had recurred.
In fact, Yuan Youqin had a lot of more in-depth questions she wanted to ask Feng Nanshu, but Jiang Zhenghong had already analyzed them before the meal.
This girl is coming to my house for the first time, and we're not in a formal relationship yet. It's inappropriate to ask too many questions. It's better to just leave it alone and let nature take its course.
It's yours, you can't run away without taking it first.
Yuan Youqin thought this was the truth and didn't ask any more questions.
Late at night, Uncle Gong drove over to pick up Feng Nanshu. He stood by the flower bed downstairs and kept waving his hand, so Jiang Qin took the rich young woman downstairs.
Even though she was reluctant to leave, there was no way he could keep her overnight.
Yuan Youqin was still standing on the balcony at this time. Looking at Feng Nanshu's back as she got into the car, she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart. It would be great if such a grown-up daughter-in-law could stay at home, so that she could be shown to the relatives and friends who came to visit tomorrow morning.
"Master Jiang, we'll leave first."
"Wait a minute, Uncle Gong. I'm sorry to bother you for a few minutes. I have something to ask you." Jiang Qin stopped Uncle Gong.
Uncle Gong turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm very curious, why is no one spending the New Year with Feng Nanshu?"
"Actually, the master wanted her to go to Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, but the eldest lady didn't want to go. It's been the fourth year now, and she has always celebrated the New Year alone."
Jiang Qin thought of the information form: "I have seen the information registration form. The little rich woman has no mother?"
Uncle Gong pursed his lips and nodded: "Yes, Master Jiang."
"You have a stepmother now?"
"Yes, Master Jiang."
"The ones currently spending the New Year in Shanghai are her father and her stepmother's family?"
"Yes, Master Jiang."
"Is Feng Nanshu's stepmother a very powerful woman?"
“…”
Uncle Gong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and remained silent.
Jiang Qin actually knew that after asking this question, it would be difficult for Uncle Gong to continue answering, because as a driver, he certainly could not use his own subjective opinion to casually evaluate his boss's family affairs and his boss's family.
But this silence is actually an answer, and there is no need to ask any other questions.
"When are you going to Shanghai?"
"We will leave early tomorrow morning. Secretary Liang and I will accompany you all the way. Master Jiang, don't worry."
Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu through the glass and found that Feng Nanshu was also leaning on the window looking at him: "Uncle Gong, little rich woman...are you going to pay New Year's greetings voluntarily?"
Uncle Gong nodded after listening to this: "The eldest lady not only goes to pay New Year's greetings to the old man, but also to the grandparents, uncles and aunts, especially the eldest lady's aunt, who misses her so much every year that she has been clamoring to see the young lady since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month."
"Okay, I'm fine now."
"Master Jiang really can't bear to see our eldest daughter suffer any injustice."
Uncle Gong muttered this happily to himself, then drove into the endless darkness.
At this moment, a burst of crackling firecrackers suddenly rang out, instantly bringing the New Year atmosphere to its peak.
Jiang Qin glanced at the time and found that it was already past midnight. It seemed that the notice banning the use of fireworks and firecrackers could only cover the first half of the night, not the second half.
The next morning, the snow stopped falling and the whole Jeju was covered in white.
Starting from seven o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, the Jiang family welcomed many guests who came to pay New Year's greetings. The whole house was crowded and looked very lively.
Hongrong Home is a resettlement area. Although the infrastructure is average, the good thing is that relatives and friends all live nearby, so it is very convenient to visit them during the New Year.
Yuan Youqin was particularly happy this year. When she heard others talking about her daughter-in-law and her eldest grandson, she didn't feel unhappy at all. Sometimes she would even join in and express her own opinions.
You know, ever since Sister Li had her eldest grandson and started causing trouble everywhere, Yuan Youqin has been avoiding such topics, but today her sense of participation was unexpectedly strong.
"I think my daughter-in-law must be a good girl."
"I think my daughter-in-law must be tall."
"I think my daughter-in-law must be white."
Some relatives and friends who don't get along with their daughter-in-law would laugh and say, "Youqin, you really have a dream. You must have drunk a lot last night and you haven't sobered up yet."
"Jiang Qin, how are your studies going recently? You're going to college now, so you haven't been naughty, have you?"
"Mom, mom, where is my trophy? Take it out quickly and show my uncle what a star student is!"
Jiang Qin poured tea while shouting into the room, he was so arrogant.
The relatives gathered in the room passed the trophy around, gave it a thumbs-up, praised it, and praised the Study Star so highly.
"There are also newspapers. Mom, bring me the Linchuan Youth Daily!"
(End of this chapter)
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