Second Marriage in the 1970s

At a glance, Zhao Meixiang could see that Yingbao’s bib was newly made by her sister-in-law. The floral fabrics of several colors were spliced ​​together, and the edges were also wrinkled lace, and a big red apple was embroidered on the chest.

"Sister-in-law, your hands are so clever, this bib is so beautifully made."

Usually, people make bibs for children mostly by using old clothes. New cloths have been used to make new clothes long ago, so why would they be willing to make bibs for children?

"I used leftovers from the clothes I used to make. There are two more in the house. Let Yingbao change to wear them."

Dong Jiahui went back to the room and showed Zhao Meixiang the other two. Zhao Meixiang praised it again.

"This one also has sleeves, so you won't be afraid of dirty clothes when you wear it, sister-in-law, you are so ingenious. I heard that the scarlet wedding gown you wore yesterday was also made by you yourself?"

Dong Jiahui nodded implicitly and smiled, "There is nothing to say about dexterity, just can make a few clothes, I have a few pieces of floral cloth, and I will measure you a size later, and make one for you."

Zhao Meixiang waved her hands again and again, "No need, I mean, I envy my sister-in-law for having such a craftsmanship."

She really didn't mean to say anything else. When my sister-in-law came, it seemed that she had deliberately asked for new clothes.

At this time, Zheng Yuefang also walked over holding the stone.

"It's pretty good, sister-in-law, do you have any more fabrics? Make us a stone as well."

The little boy Pishi, she often took the stones to the ground, and the clothes were always dirty. It would take a long time to wash it every day. It would save trouble if she put on such a bib.

"My cloths are all red flowers. It is not suitable for boys. If you have cloths, give them to me. I will make two pieces of stones."

Dong Jiahui tactfully refused. Before getting married, she made two clothes for Heidan Yingbao and one for Stone. Zhao Jiatong has three children in total. There is no need to look stingy for a little dress, but she did it once. That's all, is it possible that the clothes of the stone will be made for nothing in the future?

Just do it for Yingbao Black Egg, whoever makes herself a stepmother, she married Zhao Donglin, that Ying Bao Black Egg is her own child, it should be spent with money and effort, but the stone is not, there are relatives. Mom, is it troublesome with my aunt?

The relationship between concubines and concubines really needs to be good, but Dong Jiahui has no intention to be a good person. Some things must be principled. She is not a cloth seller, and there is no gold or silver mountain. If you do one thing for nothing today, you will do one for nothing tomorrow. Kind of good things.

Besides, getting along with other people, raising Mien and fighting against each other, giving too much can easily raise the other's heart.

Zheng Yuefen didn't expect Dong Jiahui to refuse. She thought to herself how big a matter is. Isn't it just a few rags? She has made several pieces for Yingbao, but she said no when she got to the stone. When she is stupid, it is basically. I don't want to make it for my own stone.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yuefen's face was bad.

"Sister-in-law, it's just a bib. Wherever the children care about the color scheme, just wear some."

Zheng Yuefen is also telling the truth. How can there be so many picky conditions these days? Boys wear a lot of sister's clothes, but Dong Jiahui is like this. She is willing to give it, if she is not willing, she can do whatever others do. It doesn't make sense, she is a soft-hearted person, if you are good at talking, it's absolutely impossible to speak hard to her and make a face.

"Next time, the rags I saved before have been used up today."

Zheng Yuefen opened her mouth, almost about to say, didn't you just say you want to make clothes for Meixiang, and also said that you have a few pieces of floral cloth, how come there is no cloth on the stone?

But she didn't open her mouth, did she make people know that she just overheard?

Zhao Meixiang stood in the middle and saw the new sister-in-law confronted Maimang with the second day after she passed the door. She really looked admiringly at the new sister-in-law.

I didn't expect to look soft and weak, with such a hard temper!

While talking, Zhao Donglin also pushed his bicycle into the yard.

Zhang Qiaoer saw her son enter the door in the kitchen, and shouted to her daughter-in-law who was talking in the yard, "Donglin is back, let's eat."

The food was placed on a table full of chicken, pork, fish, and shrimp, all leftovers from the day before yesterday.

These dishes are not leftovers at the dinner table. The dishes on the table have long been exhausted, and it is almost impossible to lick the plate.

These many dishes are for the person in charge to prevent not eating the specially prepared dishes. After the wedding banquet, when Zhao Meixia came home, Zhang Qiaoer brought some to her, and the rest was divided among neighbors. Eat at home.

Dong Jiahui looked at the leftover dishes, and it would be almost enough to heat it again tonight.

"Today's meal was made by Jiahui. How do you taste it?"

Zhang Qiaoer and Zhao Changgui moved the chopsticks first, and then the others followed suit. This is the Zhao family's rules.

Zhao Donglin's chopsticks went to the dish of scrambled eggs with chives. He had to hold his wife's field first. He hadn't eaten his wife's cooking yet.

The farmer’s cauldron rice is full of firewood, and the vegetables are almost cooked after a few stir-fry.

Sometimes the same ingredients are made by different people with different flavors. I don't know if Dong Jiahui is talented in cooking or she is more willing to put the oil than Zhang Qiaoer, anyway, the taste of her frying is indeed not bad.

"Well, it tastes good, it's a good meal."

Zhao Donglin felt that he could eat three bowls of rice with this plate of scrambled eggs with chives.

The taste of the vegetables is also good. Dong Jiahui deliberately picked a chopsticks meat oil when cooking, and a few mushrooms grew on the wood in the corner. Dong Jiahui also picked them and fry them with the vegetables.

Zhang Qiaoer took a bite and her eyes brightened. Her cooking skills are not good. She is the kind that is cooked but does not require taste. The previous two daughters-in-laws, Wang Mei did not like to cook. The second daughter-in-law made things like pig food. Like, there is always a smell of bad rags in the food, but I didn't expect this new wife to cook so well.

"It's no wonder that the day you went to see your relatives at your house, your sister-in-laws kept complimenting you on the delicious cooking. This taste is different from others."

The mother-in-law praised Dong Jiahui and smiled embarrassedly, and said modestly, "They are all Wang Po selling melons. I cook the food indiscriminately, but it's not unpleasant."

Zhang Qiao'er smiled, "Don't be humble now. I'm telling the truth. I didn't expect that I could enjoy the blessing of my daughter-in-law in this life. We will leave the food to you in the future. I don't think you can work hard enough. I'm pretty good at fine work."

This is purely a misunderstanding of Zhang Qiao'er. Seeing Jiahui's long, gentle and thin, she thinks she is weak. In fact, Jiahui only has a small frame and looks weak.

Dong Jiahui didn't think so much, thinking that her mother-in-law was just arranging errands for her, so she nodded.

"Okay, as long as Mom likes to eat, I will cook all the meals at home in the future."

Zhang Qiao'er was very happy after hearing this sweet mouth. Zhao Donglin glanced at his wife calmly, seeing her smiling face and bright eyes, obviously in a good mood.

Seeing that Jiahui was doing well with his mother, Zhao Donglin was relieved. Zhang Qiaoer was reluctant to marry Jiahui before. Although he changed his mouth later, he was actually not sure that they could get along well. See Jiahui’s performance today. , I don’t think I need to worry so much anymore.

Zheng Yuefen curled her lips and scolded Dong Jiahui as a flatterer, but she also felt that her mother-in-law was partial.

What does it mean to "finally enjoy the blessing of my daughter-in-law", is it possible that before Dong Jiahui's mother-in-law did not expect her own blessing?

Isn't it just being able to cook a meal, but she is a divorced woman who still can't give birth to a child, and she will be a stepmother when she enters the door.

Thinking about it, Zheng Yuefen took the chopsticks and scrambled eggs with chives and put them in the black egg bowl.

"Black eggs, come, often your mother cooks dishes, and see if they fit together?"

The action in the black egg's mouth, who was eating chicken bones, kept moving, pulling Zheng Yuefen's chop aside.

"Hey, why don't you eat it? This is your mother's fried dish. Your dad and your milk say it is delicious. Try it soon."

Dong Jiahui frowned slightly. If it wasn't for her sensitivity, Zheng Yuefen's words were a bit too deliberate.

"If you don't eat black eggs, you won't eat them. Children must love meat. He picks up whatever he likes."

Dong Jiahui saw that Zhao Donglin and Zhang Qiao'er looked unsightly. She didn't want to make any unpleasantness the next day after getting married. The gangster was an innocent disaster. If you want to blame, blame the deliberately instigating Zheng Yuefen.

"Okay, eat well, you don't care about black eggs when you eat. What are you doing with so many mouths today."

Who lives in a yard, can Zhang Qiao'er understand this second daughter-in-law? It's because I'm not a bad mother-in-law, or I'll have to be tortured to death by the mother-in-law for her second daughter-in-law's behavior.

"Hurry up and eat, don't eat and feed the stone."

Dong Jiahui prepared steamed eggs for the children. Yingbao was still young and couldn't eat the meals of these adults. As for the stones, although they are not too small, they would not eat them by themselves. Zheng Yuefen ate them by himself before feeding them.

After eating lunch in a mess, Zhao Meixiang was responsible for washing the pots and bowls. After Dong Jiahui fed Yingbao the meal, she watched Yingbao's eyelids pull down and knew that she was going to sleep.

"Enbon has to sleep for two hours every afternoon. I should be sleepy right now."

Dong Jiahui nodded, took off Ying Bao's bib that was dripping with vegetable soup, took Ying Bao into her arms, leaned her head on her shoulder, and patted her back into the room.

"I think this sister-in-law is pretty good. I made a few bibs for Yingbao for a while in the morning."

It's so good-looking, it's not really loving, it can't be done like this.

"It's really good, except for divorce, I am quite satisfied with her."

After hearing this sentence, Zhao Meixiang hurriedly checked whether there was anyone outside the window.

"Mom, you can't let the older brother and sister-in-law hear this, they should be upset."

"Can I know? You didn't look at your brother like that, your eyes are just like those on your daughter-in-law."

"They are newly married, and it's normal for their relationship to be better."

"You are a big girl, can you say these things?"

"Oh mom, how old I am, don't you always think of me as a kid?"

When her sister got married in the past, her mother always talked to her about the ways of getting along with those couples in front of her. She just listened to this, can she not understand?

"I'll tell you after the first year, I'm already married to your dad at your age."

Zhao Meixiang, who was still very angry just now, blushed when she heard her mother told her that she was going to tell her.

"I'm not in a hurry, I think it's good to stay at home."

"Hmph, the women's congress is not staying, staying and staying to be a grudge, this will be embarrassing, if you haven't found you in two years, you should blame me."

"Mom, you wronged me. When did I blame you? If you are willing to keep me, then I won't marry forever."

Their family is pretty good. Her parents never favor sons, and the conditions at home are good, at least she has never been hungry.

Dong Jiahui enters the house holding Yingbao while Zhao Donglin is writing materials on the desk.

"Asleep?"

"Um."

Zhao Donglin got up and wanted to take Yingbao, but he hummed twice as soon as he met Yingbao, and he hugged Dong Jiahui tightly and refused to let it go.

Zhao Donglin raised his hands awkwardly, and Dong Jiahui smiled and said, "It's okay, I can hold it. You move the quilt, and I will put her down when she is asleep."

After washing the sheets in the morning, Dong Jiahui had put on a new one, the old-fashioned pink-blue-green stripes.

Zhao Donglin responded and moved the folded quilt into the bed, leaving a piece of it out.

Dong Jiahui patted Yingbao on the back and looked down to see her sleeping quite heavy. Then she bent down and put her on the bed. After putting down, she did not leave immediately. She continued to pat Yingbao and waited for her to settle. Quilt.

Zhao Donglin watched Dong Jiahui's series of actions. Her patience towards Yingbao was not fake, which made him full of gratitude and respect.

"you are working?"

"What time do you go to the village committee in the afternoon?"

"Two o'clock."

"Then do you want to rest at noon?"

"No, I don't have the habit of taking a lunch break. If you are tired, go to bed with Yingbao."

Dong Jiahui shook her head, "No, I haven't done much work all day, so I don't need a rest."

Compared with those who live at home, she just cooks a meal with a child, which is easy enough.

"You haven't been idle since you got up in the morning. Don't be embarrassed to rest when you are tired. They are all a family and stay for a long time. There is no need to care so much."

Dong Jiahui smiled and nodded. She also understood what Zhao Donglin said. If she was really tired, she would definitely rest, but she was really not tired. She would still be told when she lay down, there was no need to worry about it.

"Then you work, I'll go out and talk to Mika."

Zhao Donglin wanted to say that she didn't need to go out. She stayed in the house just fine, but saw Dong Jiahui holding a measuring tape in her hand and wanted to measure Zhao Meixiang's size, so she didn't say anything.

"Sister-in-law, you really don't have to make clothes for me, I just mentioned it casually."

"It's okay, I just measure it. I'm not sure when it will be done."

After measuring Zhao Meixiang, she went to measure Zhang Qiaoer.

"I don't have a suitable cloth right now. I will make it for my mom when I go to town to pull the cloth next time."

"Oh, you said, I don't need clothes, so I don't have to worry about that."

"The Chinese New Year is only two months away. New clothes must be made for the New Year. This time, I will let my mother see my craftsmanship."

"I know that you are good at craftsmanship. I heard that you used this craft to make money in your natal family."

"That is, people who are familiar with will come to me to do some work."

Zhao Meixiang is still envious of how amazing it is to be able to make money with her own craftsmanship in this era. No matter how much you earn, you always have this ability, isn't it?

"It's great, sister-in-law, can I learn how to make clothes with you?"

Zhao Meixiang made this request with her heart, and she was afraid that her new sister-in-law would not want to. She thought, she didn't want to compete with her sister-in-law, but just learned a skill. Without mentioning how well she can do, she can barely make it. She really got married some day, maybe it's useful?

"It's okay, don't press down if you have more skills, you can follow me in the future."