Yue Zhongyao went back and forth between the wing room and the main room dozens of times on winter nights.
Last night, he finally summoned up the courage to express to his wife what he had wanted to express countless times.
He imagined that his wife was still lying next to him, just like when he was newly married, his wife was lying next to him sweet-smelling and soft, gentle and docile.
He imagined that he could hold his wife's head in his arms, smell her flower-scented hair, rub his ears and temples together, and speak softly...
Jinniang's coldness and strangeness made him feel suffocated countless times.
He hates that feeling.
Yes, very annoying.
There is a child between them, right? Jin Niang likes Wan'er so much, how can she endure her daughter being beaten, scolded and wronged by her stepfather?
Their family must live together affectionately and lovingly forever. He and she, with their children, live sweetly together.
"Jin Niang..."
He also wanted to say a few words in front of his wife's room like yesterday. It was cold at night, and maybe Jinniang would be soft-hearted and pull him into the room.
"It's late at night, go to sleep."
Qiao Mingjin held down her daughter who was raising her upper body and said coldly to Yue Zhongyao who was across the door.
Yue Zhongyao's unspoken words stopped there and quickly rolled down his throat...
In the cold night, I rolled over on the bed countless times, thinking about my wife and daughter so close to me, and felt weak.
What was he going to do so that Jinniang could still leave a light for him no matter how late at night, as before?
The next day, Yue Zhongyao got up late.
Qiao Mingjin made breakfast. Then he got up.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Jin Niang, why did you get up so early? Why didn't you wait for me to make breakfast?"
"It's okay, I've done everything. You can go home after breakfast."
Yue Zhongyao heard a sense of isolation.
Every time he heard his wife talking to him like this, his heart felt like someone was grabbing her so hard that he couldn't breathe.
"Jin Niang, today is New Year's Eve. We have to worship our ancestors in the morning, we have to share a sacrificial meal for lunch, and for dinner... we also have a reunion dinner together in the evening. After breakfast, you can go back with me."
Jin Niang just moved out, right? Even the son of a separated family has to go back to his parents' house to have dinner together on this day to pay homage to his ancestors, right?
Qiao Mingjin buried her head in thought for a while, and there seemed to be no reason for her to refuse. She was still the daughter-in-law of the Yue family, and Wan'er's surname was always Yue.
"You take Wan'er back. She also needs to pay homage. Let her eat lunch there. You can send her back after you finish eating. Dinner... I will go over and help with dinner."
Yue Zhongyao took a step forward, stared at Qiao Mingjin and said: "Mother Jin, Wan'er's surname is Yue, you, you are still my wife. How can we not go back together?"
"Someone in your family must have prepared the things for ancestor worship, so I won't go. I'll have lunch at my own house. I'll go over there during dinner."
In previous years, when worshiping ancestors, the Wu family didn't even plan to bring Wan'er with them, but the old Yue-tou had to make the grandchildren kneel on the ground and kowtow, so that Wan'er could light some incense sticks for the ancestors.
Wu must not want to see her.
Qiao Mingjin warned him again: "You have to take Wan'er with you. She didn't go back after I came out. It's best to let her sit next to you when eating. If...otherwise you will finish the ancestor worship."
Just bring her back, and she will have lunch with me."
Yue Zhongyao tried to persuade her a few times, but it seemed that he couldn't persuade her, so he had no choice but to leave it alone. Fortunately, Jinniang promised to go back for dinner.
This is already very good.
He had been worried that she would not go back.
She is his wife, how can she not spend the New Year at home with him? What does that mean?
Who is he?
After breakfast, Qiao Mingjin dressed Wan'er in brand new clothes, a big fur cloak, a nice headband and a cute bow in her hair, and the deerskin boots that Yue Zhongyao bought for her.
The little thing was very happy to be put on new clothes and new shoes, but when he heard that he was going to his grandma's house, he gave up.
When I heard that Qiao Mingjin was not going, I almost burst into tears.
He held on to Qiao Mingjin, looking aggrieved.
"Why doesn't Mom go? If Mom doesn't go, Wan'er doesn't want to go either."
"My dear, I heard my mother say that during the Chinese New Year, didn't Wan'er have to kowtow to the deceased ancestors? Have you forgotten? Of course she will do it this year too. Go back with your father and offer incense and kowtow to your ancestors. Lunch is here
Eat the memorial meal over there and then come back. After the meal, come back and mom will take a nap with you. You have to obey daddy, okay?"
"Won't Mom go? Mom, let's go too. Wouldn't it be better for Mom to be with Wan'er?"
Qiao Mingjin looked at her daughter who was hugging her neck tightly and sighed.
The past experience was really not very pleasant, and my daughter had a natural fear of the Wu family.
Qiao Mingjin glanced at Yue Zhongyao, wondering whether to ask him to keep her daughter.
Yue Zhongyao glanced at Qiao Mingjin, and the clear rejection in his eyes hurt him.
Yue Zhongyao stepped forward and took his daughter from her mother's arms.
"Mom is not going now, she will be there in the afternoon. Wouldn't it be better for Wan'er to stay with dad? Dad is with Wan'er. Don't be afraid."
Yue Zhongyao comforted and persuaded, and then Wan'er agreed to go with her father.
Before going out, she kept looking back, hoping that her mother would change her mind.
Along the way, the little thing held Yue Zhongyao's hand, looking stunned.
Yue Zhongyao matched his daughter's slow steps, held her hand tightly, and silently gave her some encouragement.
That's Wan'er's home. Even if she gets married, that's where Wan'er will be born and raised. Don't be afraid.
When Wu saw only Yue Zhongyao and Wan'er coming back, but not Qiao Mingjin, she immediately became furious.
"Does she think she's a pregnant woman? My in-laws haven't divorced her yet! She's hiding out! I wonder if we're going to worship our ancestors today? Are you waiting for my old lady to make rice balls?"
Mrs. Sun raised her lips in joy.
Her mother-in-law wouldn't let them into the kitchen early in the morning, so she was waiting for Mrs. Qiao to come over and let her do everything.
But now isn’t it necessary for her to do more?
Damn it. She thought she could have some free time today. There was a lot of work today. She had to knead dozens of rice balls. With the hot rice balls in her hands, she thought they were so easy to knead?
Good for you, Mr. Qiao, you know how to hide and relax.
"Standing there with your body stretched out? Didn't you see the rice balls that you haven't pinched yet? You're all waiting to eat rice!"
Mrs. Wu cursed at Mrs. Sun and Ms. Yu. They curled their lips secretly and got into the kitchen under Wu's glare.
After Mrs. Wu scolded her two daughters-in-law, she saw that the newly dressed Wan'er was still wearing a big fur cloak! Her feet were not cotton-padded shoes, and there was no trace of moisture on her shoes during the whole walk!
Neither of her two grandchildren had such good materials to make clothes. They didn't even have a big sweater. Their eyes were about to burst into flames.
Wan'er was so frightened by Wu's stare that she kept hiding behind Yue Zhongyao.
He didn't even dare to show his head.
Yue Zhongyao protected his daughter. He frowned and glanced at Wu: "Mom, why are you looking at Wan'er like that? The child is even frightened by you."
"Humph, is she scared that easily? I have been to the city a few times with her mother. She has already seen the world and is almost a rich girl. How could she be so easily frightened by someone like me?
The country woman is scared."
"Mom, what are you talking about? Do you still think she is your granddaughter?"
"People don't want me as a grandma. They're going to climb Gaozhi. How can they recognize me as their grandma?"
Yue Zhongyao saw his daughter's lips pursed tightly, her head drooped, and tears were about to fall. She was holding the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, looking scared.
Heartbroken, she surrounded her daughter and raised her voice to Mrs. Wu: "Mom, I'm still here! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"What are you doing here? It won't be long before she calls someone else her father!"
The old Yue Tou heard this and walked out of the room, shouting: "It's Chinese New Year, what nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you prepare things for ancestor worship? Do you want me to do it myself?"
Yue Zhongyao saw his daughter shedding silent tears as before, and felt extremely distressed.
He picked up his daughter's small body, strode into his room, and coaxed her for a long time. Only then did Wan'er stop screaming for her mother.
"Brother, let me take care of Wan'er and let her play with Linglong. You and your father, second brother and fourth brother will go to the ancestral hall to burn paper first." Yue Xiaoman walked into the room and said.
Yue Zhongyao lowered his head and told his daughter: "Play well with your cousin. Dad will be back soon." He pulled her out of the room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yue Xiaoman pulled Wan'er to Linglong's side, Linglong pushed Wan'er hard: "I don't want to play with her!"
Who does she mean to play with her? Her clothes are not as good-looking as that stinky girl's, her shoes are not as good as hers, and she doesn't have a nice headdress on her head. She doesn't want it! She doesn't want to play with her!
Wan'er was pushed by Linglong and staggered, and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Yue Zhongyao was nearby and quickly caught her with his quick eyes and hands.
"Linglong, what are you doing?" Linglong's father, the second eldest son of the Yue family, saw him standing by and shouted.
Linglong didn't answer, turned around and ran into the room.
Yue Zhongyao saw that his daughter was so aggrieved that tears welled up in her eyes, and her heart ached with pain.
He picked up his daughter and said, "It's okay. Wan'er is going to the ancestral hall with her father."
Seeing this, Mrs. Wu shouted: "Are you going to take this girl to the ancestral hall?"
Yue Zhongyao didn't answer, and followed Lao Yuetou out with his daughter in his arms. Wu was so angry that she jumped...
After returning from the ancestral hall, Yue Zhongyao asked Wan'er to follow him in the courtyard to worship his ancestors, and then knelt beside him and kowtowed incense.
For lunch, we eat the ceremonial rice and the rice balls we made in the morning.
The Yue family has always eaten at two tables. Originally, the three wives and their four children ate at one table.
Today, Yue Zhongyao brought Wan'er with him to eat together. Unexpectedly, he got scolded by Wu again. It wasn't until Lao Yuetou drank a few words that he stopped.
Sun and Yu couldn't help but feel jealous since they saw Wan'er's outfit. Their children stood with that dead girl, just like a foil. In just a short time, they had grown fat.
For example, in that year, the fair and fat virgin was painted, and her children had to look at Wu's eyes to get new clothes.
It seems that my mother-in-law is also very dissatisfied. So let’s curse a few more times.
After dinner, Wan'er took Yue Zhongyao with her, making a fuss about going home and looking for her mother.
When Yue Zhongyao heard his daughter say that she wanted to go home, he wanted to tell his daughter countless times that this is Wan'er's home, Wan'er was born here.
But he always couldn't open his mouth. Seeing his daughter looking at him with tears in his eyes, he could only sigh secretly and hold his daughter out of the courtyard... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation.
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