Han Juniang stood for a long time, looking at the lively Jiang San family, feeling jealous and resentful in her heart.
Why were the twin sons not born by himself? How could he, a migrant, be so lucky that picking up a girl could lead to twins for him?
How could I be inferior to the woman who had been infertile for ten years?
The more Han Juniang thought about it, the sadder and angrier she became, and she almost burst into tears on the spot.
People passing by her whispered to each other, and those who had something good to say greeted her loudly, "Isn't this Second Sister-in-law Chen? She's here to congratulate her, why don't you come in?"
Han froze and stammered: "I'm just passing by." After that, he turned around and left.
I walked quickly as if there was a ghost chasing me behind me.
On the way, I met some village women, gossiping about the Jiang family.
"Today I finally saw the twins from the Jiang family. Oh, one of them is handsome. They are white and fat, and their little arms are like lotus joints."
"No, Chun Niang is finally proud. She hasn't been pregnant for ten years, but she didn't expect to have two sons in one pregnancy. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"So, people should not be judged by their appearance, sea water should not be measured, and even old clams can produce pearls. Those who said Jiang San was going to be the last to succeed should be slapped."
"That's it."
"Hey, Jiang San is also lucky. He picked up a gift boy. If it weren't for Yingbao, would you have been able to get pregnant as a spring lady? Bah!"
"Not always."
"Why is it not certain? Even Grandma Song said that Yingbao is a blessed child, and whoever picks it up will be blessed."
"Oh, Mrs. Song really said that?"
"No, she also said that on the day Jiang San picked up the cherry treasure, the roof of his house was glowing brightly, and a divine light came down."
"Really? Have you seen it?"
"I didn't see it, but the deer that followed Ying Bao all day long is the irrefutable proof. Who can drive such a big deer with such a small kid from all over the country?"
"Oh, that's true. Ying Bao'er is just like a little fairy boy. She looks so fair and handsome, like a painting, not like our village boy.
It is said that she can speak before she is one year old, and now she can read. Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you think any girl in our village can read?"
"Yes, yes."
"Hey, I don't know who Ying Bao's real parents are. She lost a god-given fairy boy. If she finds out later, will she regret it?"
"I will definitely regret it, no matter who I put it in, I will regret it."
"It's useless to regret!"
"that is."
A woman lowered her voice and said, "Hey, do you guys think the Yingbao belongs to Chen Erlang's family in Nishimura?"
Another person slapped his thigh and said, "Not to mention, the time when I picked up the Yingbao and the time when Mrs. Chen Erlang gave birth really matched up. Oh, the Chen Erlang family gave birth to three or four girls in a row, so they are really capable of throwing things away.
Regarding the child, tsk tsk tsk, this can be regarded as retribution in this world..."
A few people were talking animatedly when they suddenly saw a person standing not far away. It was Han, the daughter-in-law of Nishimura Chen Erlang. They quickly poked each other's arms, winked and stopped talking.
After a moment of pause, a woman said: "Let's go, let's go, I have to go to Jiang Sanlang's house to have full moon wine, so I won't chat with you anymore."
"Then go quickly. My family has already gone there, and maybe everyone is sitting at the table."
"I've gone back too. I haven't cooked lunch at home yet."
Everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving Han alone not far away.
Han Juniang really shed tears this time.
I hurried home and lay on the kang, sobbing for a while.
As soon as Chen Changping entered the house, he saw his wife like this and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"
Han sobbed for a while and said to her husband: "Erlang, can we take that child back?"
Chen Changping frowned, "What child?"
"It's...it's the one you threw away." Han said, wiping his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chen Changping blushed instantly and said angrily: "That child would have died a long time ago! Do you understand that he would have died a long time ago?" After that, he threw up his sleeves and walked away.
Mr. Han was stunned for a long time, his face became paler and paler, his fingers tightly grasped the skirt of his clothes, and he felt sad.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want the child or not. The main thing is that you don't know whether you will be able to give birth to a son in the future.
What should I do if I never give birth?
Even if she has the support of her sister and brother-in-law from the county town, there is no guarantee that her husband will not change his mind and divorce her in the future.
What should she do if her husband really divorces her? Where can she go?
Her parents died early, and there are no brothers in her family. Although her only sister can help her a little, can she help her for the rest of her life?
The more Han Ju Niang thought about it, the more scared she became, and the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.
At this time, the seven-year-old daughter poked her head in from behind the door curtain and timidly said: "Mom, grandma asked you to fetch water. The water tank at home is out of water."
When Mrs. Han heard this, she immediately became angry. She jumped up, picked up a bamboo stick, and hit her eldest daughter on the head. While beating her, she cursed: "You bitch, you are here to boss me around! Aren't you going to pick a fight? I gave birth to you."
What’s the use! What’s the use of giving birth to you!”
The eldest daughter was beaten until she hugged her head and cried, but she didn't dare to hide away. Because she knew that the more she hid from her mother, the more fierce the beating would be.
"What are you doing?" Mother-in-law Chen Feng rushed over, pointed at Han and cursed: "Why, you were asked to fetch water and you hit the child. Who are you showing this to? Who were you scolding just now? On the contrary
about you!"
Han ignored her mother-in-law and continued to beat her daughter, "You bitch! Why don't you die? I'll beat you to death."
"Second brother! Second child! Where did you die?"
Mrs. Chen Feng was so angry that she jumped up and shouted that her second son had not come out for a long time. She cursed: "You bastard! You dare to criticize your mother-in-law! Second son! You are an unfilial son! Look how you have spoiled your mother-in-law."
When Mrs. Han saw that her mother-in-law was really angry, she was afraid of irritating her husband again, so she threw down the bamboo pole and went to the kitchen, picked up two buckets and a pole and went out.
When Mrs. Chen Feng saw that her daughter-in-law had surrendered, she stopped scolding her. She turned to look at her granddaughter who was huddled on the ground and crying sadly. She frowned and said, "Are you stupid? Your mother beats you and you don't know how to run away? It's really useless."
Things! Don’t worry about any of them!”
Angrily, he hurried back to his room. When he saw the old man leisurely playing with the purple clay pot brought back by his eldest son, he couldn't help but said angrily: "You are having a good time. Didn't you hear the ghosts crying and the wolves howling outside?"
"The matters concerning the children and grandchildren are left to her."
Chen Laoshuan didn't care at all and said: "I will be criticized for taking too much care."
"That's easy to say!" Chen Feng's anger was still lingering, "Then Mrs. Han beats her children until they scream every day, which ruins our family's reputation. Humph! She is so arrogant even after she can't give birth to a son. No one is as hot-tempered as her."
"You take care of her." Chen Laoshuan glanced at his old wife, "Be careful of your anger, and be careful of your anger damaging your health. We are all old bones, how many years can we live? Why worry so much."
"I don't want to worry about it."
Chen Feng sat down on the edge of the Kang and said angrily: "But if she keeps doing this, she will soon destroy the second child's luck."
Chen Laoshuan didn't say anything, and he was also very dissatisfied with his second daughter-in-law.
Indeed, the second child has been having troubles in recent years and has failed several government examinations. I don’t know if it was his wife who caused the trouble.
It's just that she can't give birth to a boy. After all, Chen's family has no shortage of grandchildren. However, this woman's temper is getting worse and worse, and her whole person is still gloomy, as if someone owes her a hundred dollars. She looks very unlucky.
The old couple were both silent.
After a long while, Mrs. Chen Feng asked in a low voice: "His father, do you think the child picked up by the Jiang family in East Village belongs to the second child?"
Chen Laoshuan glanced sideways at his old wife, "So what if it is, what if it's not?"
It's all gone, it's just a female doll, why bother mentioning it.
Chen Feng thought for a while, then lowered her voice and said, "Haven't you heard? There is a rumor in the village that Jiang Sanlang picked up a lucky doll, and said it was the reincarnation of a fairy boy under Guanyin."
"Don't listen to other people's nonsense." Chen Laoshuan didn't believe such rumors. "There is no fairy child in the world, but if a little girl is so expressive, the Jiang family will not be so poor."
"What's wrong with being poor?" Chen Feng rolled her eyes at her husband, "It was his wife who made trouble for him a few years ago. He spent all the money he earned at the drug store."
