Chapter 806 Five Zero Miserable Sister-in-Law (39)

   "Old Cheng, are you going to have guests at your house recently? Your daughter-in-law grabs the best spot in the sun every day, sunbathing long and short, and Ah Jin is not at home. How can you two be able to cover so many quilts?"

  Cheng's father had just returned from the morning market with a vegetable basket when he was stopped by his neighbor Mrs. Wu and asked him a question.

  In the past, the top floor of the staff building, the balcony with the best location, had always been the territory of Mrs. Wu, because no one got up earlier than her.

  She dries melon seeds and soybeans in summer, and quilts and quilts in winter. As long as the weather is good, she can dry them every day if she wants, which is very leisurely.

   Unexpectedly, during this period of time, Lao Cheng got up earlier than her for the first time. Whenever the sun opened, she snatched the position with the best orientation and the longest light.

Mrs. Wu failed to get a good seat for five consecutive days with relatively good weather. She couldn't help but compete with Lao Cheng's daughter-in-law. She vowed to catch up early in the morning. It is not enough for the daughter-in-law to occupy a good position in front of her.

   Never expected that Old Cheng's daughter-in-law was even more ruthless, taking up a seat on the rooftop before the rooster crowed.

  Mrs. Wu was discouraged, and at the same time, she couldn't help wondering what kind of heavyweight guests the old Cheng's family was going to welcome, and why the old Cheng's wife had endless quilts, mattresses, and pillows...

   Hearing what she said, Cheng's father smiled honestly and corrected: "It's not a guest, but a daughter-in-law! Ah Jin is married! When he comes back, let him bring his wife to share the wedding candy with you!"

   "Yo! Ah Jin got married? When did it happen? We live in the same building, and I haven't heard you mention it. You two are so tight-lipped!"

   Granny Wu suddenly realized.

   It turned out that Lao Cheng's son got married! No wonder there are two quilts and a pair of pillows that look like they are newly made, and the quilt cover of one of the quilts is still red-bottomed mandarin ducks playing in the water.

  Granny Wu's cloudy old eyes gleamed with gossip: "Where is Ajin's wife from? Hasn't Ajin been working in Beiguan? Could it be that the two of you entrusted someone to find someone for him?"

   "He found it by himself at the station."

   "Then they are comrades-in-arms? Friends in arms! Come in and go out together! It's just hard for you two, having a daughter-in-law is the same as not having one, and I can't serve you."

   "What age is this? How can we ask a daughter-in-law to take care of you." Cheng's father waved his hand, "The young couple are doing well, and the child's mother and I can rest assured."

   This is true.

  Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother were really worried that their son would die alone, as if there was no girl in the world who could catch his eyes, let alone a date, even if someone introduced him, he would not meet.

  Switching parents, maybe they will arrange marriage for their son according to their own preferences.

   These days, even rich and powerful families make decisions for their children and arrange marriages, not to mention they are just ordinary working families.

But Cheng's father and Cheng's mother have read books, watched dramas, and seen unfortunate cases of relatives around them because of arranged marriages. They have only one child under their knees. Cheng's mother is not in good health, and the doctor advises not to have more children, so I don't want the only child to have an unhappy marriage because of their interference.

   But it’s not okay to procrastinate like this, so I wrote a letter to ask my son to save enough for a public holiday and go to Yuanshan County to visit his aunt. He wanted to take this opportunity to ask his aunt to find someone for him.

  Unexpectedly, this kid quietly found a wife in Beiguan.

  While looking for a wedding room, Cheng's mother was also a little worried. Seeing Lao Cheng coming back with a basket of vegetables, she asked, "You said that with our son's picky spirit, will the wife he is looking for be difficult to get along with?"

"How many times have you asked this question? How would I know! I'm the same as you. I've never had her before. I'll know when I come here. My son likes it. Don't you have to get along when it's difficult? You can also drive people out No?"

   "..."

  Mother Cheng glanced at her husband: "Is there anyone who talks like that? Go! I killed the chicken, and I don't know when I will get home. I just said that it will be the year after year, and I will not give a letter."

Cheng's father picked up the big rooster with its ankle tied, shook his head and said to the rooster, "Oh! All the money I saved this year will be contributed to you! I hope you will be more energetic, so that Ajin's daughter-in-law can eat happily, and the family will live happily together." Yes, it can be regarded as the chicken life of your life."

   "..."

  Mother Cheng was so teased by her husband that she couldn't laugh or cry: "You still have time to talk to the chicken? You have time to wash the vegetables for me."

   "You are a bit vulgar, am I speaking normally? This is a farewell on the deathbed."

   "All right, all right, go ahead, I'll leave the kitchen work to you! I'll lie down for a while, these days I get up early to grab a seat to dry the quilt, and I'm so tired that I have a backache again."

   "Then go and rest, I will do the rest of the work. You say you are true, the rooster gets up before it crows, why bother! Who would go to dry things in the dark morning?"

"You don't know, Mrs. Wu downstairs is very shrewd. I couldn't get up early, so she rounded up the few platforms facing the best. The rest are either short in the sun, or in the corner, with a little wind. , the quilt will rub against the wall dust, I am a newly made quilt, how can I be willing to part with it! It’s better to hang it on the balcony in front of the house directly, isn’t it just to worry about rubbing dust.”

   "Old Cheng! Old Cheng! Your son and wife are back!"

  While the couple were talking, Mrs. Wu's shrill voice sounded from the patio downstairs.

  Cheng's father and Cheng's mother glanced at each other, one of them didn't bother to go to the kitchen to kill chickens and wash vegetables, and the other didn't go back to the room to rest. The two rushed out of the house, holding onto the balcony railing and looking down.

  Downstairs, Xu Yin and Cheng Shaojin were surrounded by Mrs. Wu and other family members of employees who were washing clothes in the courtyard.

   This one asked: "A Jin, when did you get married? Where is your daughter-in-law?"

  That one said: "Ah Jin, we watched you grow up anyway, and the wedding wine is not our turn, so we should share a few pieces of wedding candy for us to taste."

   "Hey—" Cheng's mother shouted downstairs, "Don't scare my daughter-in-law! Otherwise, I will settle accounts with you!"

"Hahaha…"

  The family members of the employees who were joking around the young couple laughed and dispersed.

  Only Mrs. Wu followed them upstairs, not forgetting to complain about Cheng's mother's abnormalities in recent days:

   "Your mother used to rarely go up to the roof to dry things. Even if she did it, she only went up at noon. These days, for your newlywed quilt, every day the rooster didn't crow to occupy the roof..."

   Before I finished talking, I went to the floor where Mrs. Wu's house is located.

  The Cheng family had to climb another flight of stairs, on the fourth floor.

  Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother couldn't wait to come down to meet them.

   Xu Shi walked in a hurry, and Cheng's mother twisted her waist.

   "Ouch!"

  She leaned on her waist and let out a low cry.

   "What's the matter, mother?"

  Cheng Shaojin strode forward with her long legs, stepped up a few stairs, and stepped forward to support her.

  Cheng's father first nodded to Xu Yin to say hello, and then explained: "I guess I woke up several mornings in a row recently, tired, and my back hurts again."

Mother Cheng waved her hand: "It's okay, I'm sick. Let's not get stuck in the corridor, go home soon! Yinyin, are you tired from the train journey? Wash your face, are you hungry? Mother will cook you a bowl of noodles first , Your father’s slow motion, he hasn’t finished the dishes yet, we have to wait for lunch, you and Ajin go to the room to rest first.”

   "Okay, thank you, Mom and Dad."

  Xu Yin took advantage of Cheng Shaojin's inattention, and quietly added a small bottle of massage oil made with spiritual dew and a 50-year-old mountain ginseng to her luggage.

  (end of this chapter)