80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

Whose family celebrates two August and fifteenth days? Even if you have money, you can’t do this!
Huang Fenglai mercilessly rejected the "new son-in-law" proposal, but reluctantly accepted the food they brought. The family had a lively meal, and then sent Bai Liu and "Lü Fei" back to their home.

"We can't leave any bad thoughts for our son-in-law. By the way, you and Tangdou are not eating in the team now. There is still some food left for the first half of the year on August [-]th. I'll figure it out and you can take it." Go back—" Huang Fenglai took Bai Liu and told him.

Raising a child is one hundred years old, and worrying about 99 years.

Huang Fenglai knew that her daughter was not the one who suffered the loss, but after all, she was marrying her new son-in-law with her child, and her family could not hold back and let the new son-in-law think that their family was sucking blood from their little daughter.

Song Jiaying: ... I am so wronged

Now that her family's life is much better, she can't just take advantage of her daughter.

Bai Liu quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Mom, just keep the little things Tangdou received. We all eat in the canteen now."

Her original intention was that she wouldn't bother to cook when she took it back, but when she said that, Huang Feng came even more anxiously.

"Who lives a life without oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar? It's outrageous for you to eat in the canteen every day..."

"Fire up, really fire up," she hurriedly reassured, "We have food supplies, and Song Jiaying's treatment is better than mine. We also get extra gas stamps and candy stamps every month, but sometimes we are busy and we don't cook every day."

In fact, it is so simple to eat in the cafeteria. Every day when Tangdou eats rice and goes home, they occasionally cook porridge and stew soup.

But I can't say any more, otherwise if Tangdou hears it and comes over to complain, he will be in trouble.

Huang Fenglai was doubtful and changed the subject: "When you go back, pick up a few cabbages and radishes. I'll put the rest in your house, as well as pickles..."

Bai Liu had never worried about such a thing before, and she was troubled by this.

"Mom, is there anything I need help with?" Song Jiaying suddenly came to the rescue.

"Yes, yes, mom, tell him." Bai Liu quickly winked at Huang Fenglai.

Huang Fenglai: ...

"Mom, I'll listen to you." Song Jiaying knew this process too well, so it must be the mother-in-law who was admonishing her.

Well, from Huang Feng to Bai Liu, and then to Tangdou, none of the three people were easy to mess with.

It really can't work without him.

After Song Jiaying heard Huang Fenglai's arrangement, he obediently took a small bag of red beans and a bag of red dates home, and Bai Liu, who was helping Tangdou clean up the house, was amazed.

"Aren't you going to make red bean cake and jujube cake? I brought red beans and red dates." Song Jiaying looked at the east room and said, "This room is well protected and can be used as a bedroom for the jelly beans."

Bai Liu nodded: "The cub has grown up and needs his own room."

Tangdou was rolling on the soft quilt. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Mom, it was you who drove me out."

"Otherwise, mommy, sleep with me -"

Song Jiaying smiled: "How about I send you back to the county town."

I really can’t have this little cotton-padded jacket.

Seeing that father and daughter were about to fight again, Bai Liu curled his lips and said, "You two continue to argue, I'm going to sleep."

Annoying, it turned out to be the biological father and daughter, equally annoying.

Bai Liu took the lead back to the west room. The place where the sewing machine was originally placed was moved away, and now there is only a large vase.

She no longer takes tailoring jobs, but her elder sister-in-law and third sister-in-law do, and she lends her sewing machine to them.

Of course, the borrowing was not in vain. They were responsible for collecting firewood for her in winter and unpacking and washing the bedding at home. The sewing machine was in Huang Fenglai's house. She had entrusted these tasks to her mother.

When people become rich, they no longer care about too many things. She used to pay for borrowing bicycles from other places, but now she will not lend them to other places.

Bai Liu's eyes changed. She moved the large vase and the adjacent wooden cabinet away. When Song Jiaying entered the house, the top of the cellar was already exposed. "I borrow the radio from Tangdou to play, and I will probably fall asleep later." Song Jiaying looked at the three wooden boxes below, "Hey, is that the baby of Tangdou?"

When he left, there were two wooden boxes inside.

Bai Liu nodded absently: "Jiangdou has a lot of treasures, but there are some things she doesn't know, and you found some of them for her."

Tangdou judged his preferences based on appearance, but Song Jiaying was very discerning and found "treasures".

Song Jiaying said nothing, smiled and opened the "treasure box" of jelly beans, and casually weighed the small ornaments: "Indeed, it is always good to save more things."

Gold in prosperous times and antiques in troubled times, there are some things that others don't know, but he and Bai Liu do.

Because of his complex family, Bai Liu is a native of the countryside, so it seems strange to have extraordinary insight.

but--

"It still has to be my daughter-in-law. Another person might be so frightened that they would throw things out." Song Jiaying still chose to keep silent about her secret.

Many things don't have to be answered, and he will keep them secrets with her.

Listening to Song Jiaying casually changing the subject, Bai Liu's lips curled up slightly inadvertently.

Song Jiaying was very smart, and she didn't believe that he didn't notice the weirdness, but he never asked further, as if he knew that some things couldn't be explored further.

This distance is just right.

"No, I'm not willing to throw away valuable things, but I can throw them away for you." She pointed to Song Jiaying's wooden box, "There are several letters inside, from my inquiries about your family and friends. Take a look. Then decide whether to say it or not.”

She didn't want to ask about Song Jiaying's secrets, but the remittances from Guangdong Province have not stopped for four years, and remittances are made every quarter.

Whether she asked or not was based on not hurting her personal interests, but the secret behind Song Jiaying obviously endangered her and Tangdou's safety at all times.

Song Jiaying took the letter, read it quickly, and finally sneered after reading his mother's letter.

"I've always been nothing in her heart. By the way, you said before that they sent things several times after I died, but it turns out it's only been once this year?"

She nodded: "This year is only for the Chinese New Year. Before, I would send things every Mid-Autumn Festival."

The ridicule on Song Jiaying's face became even more obvious: "It seems that now that I am sure that I will die no more, I will naturally not continue to pretend."

"What?" Did the Song family expect Song Jiaying to die soon?

Song Jiaying rubbed the letter in his hand and raised his head suddenly: "Do you want to hear a story?"

Bai Liu was silent, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

If Song Jiaying wanted to say it herself, it shouldn't be considered forced. She was actually a little curious.

"I think I have to tell you that if anything happens in the future, you have to fight for your own interests."

Bai Liu frowned slightly, why does it sound so unlucky?
Song Jiaying smiled at her, ran outside to make sure the doors and windows were closed, and finally saw that the lights in the jelly beans room had been turned off before entering the west room.

He stood for a long time without speaking.

"If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I just think you have to make sure that Tangdou and I don't get involved in some of your family conflicts." She didn't want to get into trouble.

Song Jiaying shook her head and spat out the word "no".

"I suspect my parents want me dead."

Bai Liu:? ? ?