MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 39 ill-intentioned

Chapter 39: Bad intentions

 He is inherently clumsy and is not very good at coaxing children.

Unable to do so, Yun Qinghuan could only squat down and half-hug the little guy and coax softly, "An An, you are still young. You don't need to protect your mother now. When An An grows up, you can protect your mother."

 “Really?” The little guy sniffed, but because he was so sad, there was so much snot that it hung under his nostrils.

Yun Qinghuan was a little worried about him at first, but seeing him like this made her want to laugh, so she suppressed her laughter, fearing that it would offend the little guy and make it difficult to coax him.

 After all, this little guy is still talking about protecting her, so it is inappropriate for her to laugh now.

"real."

His voice was so suppressed that it trembled.

Bo Naihan looked at her several times from the side. He found that his sister-in-law was not at all as gentle and quiet as his mother said. Instead, she was a bit eccentric. She would have an idea at once and would make fun of others.

In rural areas, girls like Yun Qinghuan are not favored by others. They think girls should be honest about their duties, be obedient and support the family, and avoid causing trouble.

　　But Bai Naihan likes such girls very much. He does not think that girls should revolve around the stove. Girls also have the right to pursue their own lives.

Wang Shufeng was talking to the people who came with her, but she accidentally turned around and saw Bai Naihan looking at Yun Qinghuan with slightly appreciative eyes. He squinted his eyes slightly with calculation, fearing that he would be discovered and quickly turned back his gaze. .

Normally, with Bai Naihan's keen insight, he should be able to detect that others are looking at him, but unfortunately, at this moment, because the surrounding environment is very comfortable, he has relaxed his vigilance, and he has been looking at him with a smile. Looking at Yun Qinghuan, mother and son, they ignored Wang Shufeng's evil intentions.

After hearing what her mother said, Bai Jinan felt much better and wiped the tears from her face with her hands, "Then I will eat more and grow up quickly."

Grandma said he can grow up faster only if he eats more food.

"Okay, An'an should eat more in the future, but don't be picky about food. If you don't eat vegetables, you won't grow taller."

 When the little guy heard this, his face fell, and then he clenched his fists, "In order to grow taller, I will eat!"

Looking at him with a look of bearing humiliation and heavy burden, those who saw him couldn't help but laugh.

Not long after facing the bright sun, Old Man Li drove a bullock cart tremblingly. He waved to them, and everyone quickly found a seat to sit.

　　Many people went empty-handed, but when they came back, many people’s bags were full and they didn’t know what they bought. Everyone wrapped their bags tightly for fear of being seen by others.

Just like Wang Shufeng, she brought back a lot of things, which attracted many people to look at her frequently.

Things in this era are precious. I don’t know how much money it will cost to bring back so many things. It can be seen that Wang Shufeng’s family is probably in good condition.

Being looked at, Wang Shufeng raised her chin proudly and glanced at Yun Qinghuan with a complacent expression.

They were both educated youths who went to the countryside, and her parents treated her much better than Yun Qinghuan’s parents treated her.

Wang Shufeng and her parents were afraid that she would be hungry and cold here, so they wanted to send all the good things from home. Unlike Yun Qinghuan, her parents Chen Pandi and Yun Yongsheng were afraid that she would have a good life in the countryside. , I was greedy and refused to send things to the city. Every time I wrote a letter, something or another was missing, so I tried every means to ask for something from the original person.

Therefore, during the time when the original owner was in Zhi/Qingdian, everyone could see that she lived a very poor life. She often didn't have enough to eat and had to do farm work. Her face was a little sallow when she was tired, which weakened her a bit. Beauty.

 But after she married Bo Wensong, her living conditions improved, and she may have become a real woman, and she felt more beautiful.

 So Wang Shufeng was not convinced even the last thing he could offer was compared with the original owner. She often said in front of the original owner that she had just married someone with a weak leg, and blindly picked a disabled person. Her words were vicious, but she couldn't hide her sourness.

  After all, it is obvious to the naked eye that Bowen Song is good to the original owner.

Now that Bai Wensong passed away and Yun Qinghuan became a widow, Wang Shufeng suddenly felt that she could feel proud in front of her again, so she deliberately showed off anything that might hurt Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan's mouth twitched. He originally planned to sit next to her, but he just carried his things and sat on the other side, intending to stay away from her. He didn't care about Wang Shufeng's showing off at all.

Wang Shufeng saw Yun Qinghuan didn't respond, the corners of her eyes drooped, and she didn't look good the whole way.

Yun Qinghuan was still a little unaccustomed to it when she went there, but when she came back she probably had a good lunch and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she was still interested in seeing the scenery on the roadside.

 Old man Li was no longer in a hurry to drive the bullock cart, and just drove back slowly.

 Everyone was chatting again.

It's a rare slow pace, and Yun Qinghuan quite likes it. In modern times, she is extremely busy acting every day. She has to get up before dawn to put on makeup, and doesn't leave the set until midnight. She is as tired as a spinning top and doesn't do her best. Rested.

In fact, the country roads in the 1970s were not very attractive. They were all dirt roads with potholes, and there were ordinary trees planted next to them, and then there were crops as far as the eye could see. But the fragrance of wheat that she could smell at the tip of her nose made her feel that it was more beautiful than roses. If it smells good, I can't help but take a deep sniff.

At the entrance of the village, she deliberately wrapped the rice she brought for Liu Yuzhi in layers of torn newspapers, fearing that the smell of meat would escape and be caught by gossip.

 After all, many people in the village cannot eat a bite of meat all year round.

She also learned a lesson and wrapped the bag containing shoes in newspapers, and then let Bai Naihan, who was in a wheelchair, hold it.

 Because the man is in a wheelchair, what is in his arms is not so obvious.

Bo Naihan took it and chuckled, "Many people have seen it. Isn't it too late to wrap it up now?"

Yun Qinghuan glanced at him and said, "The less people see me, the less people will nag me. Besides, those people shouldn't be so long-mouthed and nagging about other people's things."

 She felt guilty when she said this.

But she didn’t bother to worry about it. Anyway, when people asked, she would make up excuses.

Because Yun Qinghuan had packed her food and shoes in advance, no one she met along the way deliberately asked her what she had bought, which made her relieved.

When she got home, Liu Yuzhi hadn't come back yet. She tidied up and prepared to cook. Because only a few people had eaten enough, they hadn't digested it well, and she wasn't even hungry. So, she planned to make pumpkin porridge and steam some more. Sweet potatoes are served for dinner, and the steamed buns and vegetables left for Liu Yuzhi are steamed on the grate.

When the little guy saw her steaming the buns, he hurriedly took the half-eaten buns over and said, "Mom, there's mine too!"

 For fear that she would forget.

Yun Qinghuan looked at the buns he was chewing and twitched the corner of his mouth. He specially took a small bowl and put the buns he had chewed in to boil.

 (End of this chapter)