Early in the morning, Sun Yanyan asked Song Xuehai to pack her things and prepare to return to her parents' home for the festival.
The living room was full of fruits and snacks, clothes, shoes and socks, tobacco and wine gift boxes, etc. The equipment was extremely complete. Even Song Ziyi was wearing a brand new dress.
The family of three was so busy that Mao Li looked particularly ugly.
Don't mention anything else.
Sun Yanyan has been married for a few years, and she has always only taken money from the old couple. But when it is her turn to help her mother-in-law during the holidays, she is not disappointed at all!
This made her feel extremely depressed.
However, Ziyi was young. She looked at her grandma's face and suddenly asked: "Mom, let's go back to grandma's place. Where is grandma going?"
Sun Yanyan glanced at Mao Li: "Your grandma is not going anywhere. She is waiting for your aunt today."
Aunt Song Tingting is Song Xuehai's younger sister. She married out of town and rarely comes back twice a year.
This time, I called in advance to say that I would be back during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Mao Li had been stocking up on meat, braised vegetables, and imported fruits at home early, and the refrigerator was full!
Sun Yanyan looked at it and murmured in her heart.
When shopping for the holidays, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law may not have any other intentions.
However, after all, this house was occupied by their family of three. Now that things were packed, Sun Yanyan pretended to say:
"Mom, this Tingting came back with her Wu Yuan and their children. Where can they stay at night? We Ziyi are all grown up and don't like to sleep with us now."
When Song Dafang heard this, he felt particularly uncomfortable.
He bought this house in full at the beginning, but now his daughter has no place to live when she comes back...
But according to his thinking, when his daughter who is married to another woman comes back, she still has to have a good relationship with her sister-in-law.
At this moment, he said: "It's okay. There are rooms in hotels near our home. I'll just go and get one."
The hotel is not very famous, and the rooms are naturally not expensive. It cost more than 100 yuan a night, and Sun Yanyan was satisfied.
But Mao Li got angry when she heard it!
"Your daughter has to stay in a hotel when she comes back! Why does your child come all the way back?"
But Sun Yanyan was thick-skinned: "Mom, it's not that I'm not sincere in hosting you. Isn't it because of family conditions? Otherwise, you and dad can buy another one."
"Our Ziyi is getting older, and I want to prepare a piano room for her."
The implication is that it would be great if the room where the old couple lived could be freed up.
Ziyi Ziyi... Look at who doesn't know that she is using the child as an excuse?! Mao Li suddenly became angry!
"How can we have money to buy a house? We, the old couple, have earned a little money and still have to supplement your family. Where can we get the money to buy it again?"
I still have three or four hundred thousand in capital, but what can I do with three or four hundred thousand now? I really need to keep it to prevent them from taking care of their old age and treating their illnesses.
The other Maoli didn't lie either.
Sun Yanyan's money-making ability is better than hers. After a few years of marriage, she can make a lot of money every month. Naturally, she saves less than before.
The atmosphere at home suddenly became weird.
Ziyi was young, but she knew how to look at faces. When she saw that her grandma and mother were talking something not quite right, she thought for a while and whispered: "Mom, why isn't brother Qiaoqiao here? I want to eat the food that brother Qiaoqiao brought.
and watermelon.”
Sun Yanyan frowned: "I told you not to call me brother." There is a gap in seniority.
After hearing this, Mao Li immediately became angry with the enemy: "That's right! Ziyi, grandma told you that we will have nothing to do with his family in the future! Even if you grow several vegetables in the field, you don't know how much you weigh..."
Speaking of this, both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law complained very much.
"The same goes for the old man. Isn't Song Tan good at coaxing people? He just said in vain that he would build a house for us, and then he asked us to pay for it?!"
"He doesn't even think about it. He's already so old. What's the point of building a house? Who wants the house in his hometown?"
In those ravines, demolition will not take place in that area for another hundred years.
As long as Mao Li doesn't get along with Sun Yanyan, her speech is quite good. At least it's Song Dafang's intimate words:
"When the old man sent you to the city, he made it seem like you were able to survive until now because of your family. He just asked for money to build a house... He thought you were living here every day, enjoying the good things?"
"How can a father be so inconsiderate of his own children?"
Song Dafang's face was dark - this was not what he was saying! But the more he talked, the more embarrassed he became, because the old man didn't need much money from everyone to build a house...
But at this moment, he just frowned: "Okay, stop talking."
At the same time, he urged: "Hurry up, Xuehai, you should go out, otherwise there will be a traffic jam on the way back home today."
Then she urged Mao Li: "Can you ask where Tingting has been? What time did she arrive? Wu Yuan is nearby, and there are some things we can't say. Just tell her in advance. This time she doesn't have to go to the countryside to see her grandfather.
.”
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The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
For example, at this moment, my aunt Song Hongmei closed the stall early, and when she got home, she took out several plastic bags and a torn plastic vegetable basket that she had picked up while shopping for vegetables.
She carried the empty vegetable basket downstairs. There were several groups of red, black, black and white plastic bags inside, which made the neighbors in the community marvel:
"Hongmei, people move things home during the holidays, why do you still bring an empty one?"
Although the red plums are picked, it is not like this?
Song Hongmei smiled proudly: "Oh, you're not my sister-in-law. She usually asks her children to bring something if she has anything. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I didn't want to bother. They are also busy with farming during this time...
"
"She refused to do it! She insisted on letting me go, and even asked me to bring more bags. There were piles of vegetables in the field and I couldn't finish them all... Oh, this is so comfortable in the countryside. Growing your own food is no better.
We go to the vegetable market every day and spend money so that we can worry less..."
As soon as this was said, the neighbors quickly started talking about it: "Oh, your sister-in-law is the mother of those two children who come here often!"
"Let me tell you, the child is handsome, and his parents will definitely be the same! Just by looking at them coming here empty-handed, you know that Da Mei, a relative, can do it!"
This is my aunt's art. She is picky and picky, and she takes advantage of others, but she doesn't know what kind words to say.
No, this is such a big festival, the whole yard is filled with joy and there is no trace of sadness at all.
When her son parked the car at the door, Song Hongmei got in the car and started pulling at it again: "Where are those bottles I asked you to bring up yesterday?"
"In the trunk." His son Zhu Lingqi asked curiously: "Mom, what are you doing with those big cans?"
Song Hongmei sighed: "These are the jars I bought for making egg pancakes and buying sauce as a gift. Didn't Tantan say that the watermelon sauce at home is ready, so you can take a few bottles with you?"
"Looking at it, I don't know. She also paid for the bottle. What a pity for her family! We have such a free big bottle, why don't we use it?"
