Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Xia's mother was also happy from ear to ear. The house was tidied up every day, and the sewing machine was brought into the house and placed directly in its original place.

Xia's mother greeted Zhong Lian warmly, "Xiao Zhong, please stay for dinner tonight."

Zhong Lian smiled and said, "Mom, that's not possible. My wife is waiting for me at home."

"Hey, it's different now that someone cares about him." Xia's mother praised Zhong Lian for being a good man and caring for the family.

Zhong Lian looked happy and smiled.

Xia's mother gave him a small women's handbag that she and Minghui had hand-sewn in the past few days. "It's made of cloth. It contains some change and tickets. It's for your wife."

Zhong Lian: "Auntie, give it to Sister Mingshuang."

Xia Mingshuang: "I have it. You can take this back."

Zhong Lian accepted it, chatted for a while, drank some water, then left and went home.

As soon as Zhong Lian left, Sun Xiaorong came over in a hurry. When she entered the room, she rushed to the sewing machine and said with a smile: "Ah, this sewing machine is so new and beautiful."

If it were someone else's words, it would be simple envy and compliment, and no other meaning would be understood. But when it came out of her mouth, it had a different meaning, implying that my sewing machine was originally the same. The new ones are worn out by you.

Xia's mother just looked at Xia Mingshuang.

Xia Mingshuang: "If sister-in-law likes it, then I will give you this one and bring yours back to Minghui for you to continue using. Anyway, Minghui is familiar with them and they are all the same."

She turned to look at Minghui, "Little sister, what do you think?"

Minghui doesn't care about this, "It will be whatever my sister says."

Sun Xiaorong was very moved, how could she not be moved? Is this new sewing machine the same as the one that has been used for several years? Although she used the Minghui at home carefully, she had bought it before she entered the house, and it was not bought specifically for her, so she felt a little uncomfortable.

But that was her wedding gift, and she wanted to give it to another woman. She wouldn't feel comfortable buying a new one.

After marrying Song Yanmin, Sun Xiaorong looked at him every day, and she became more and more satisfied with him. Where could she find such a good man in the countryside?

There were only so many people like Gu Yunshan, and it was rare to find people like Song Yanmin. She wondered whether Song Yanmin's old love for Xia Mingshuang was unresolved, and she also wondered whether Xia's mother had ever wanted to marry Minghui to him.

If it weren't for these awkward little thoughts and just taking advantage of it, then she would definitely want Xia Mingshuang's new sewing machine.

She fumbled for the new sewing machine and forced a smile: "Forget it, I can't take the new sewing machine you finally bought. Besides, it was a gift from Brother Yanmin. How can I exchange it with someone else?"

Tian Huaihua pouted her lips hard at the side, wishing she could turn her lips to the back of her head, "You guys have eaten so early?"

Sun Xiaorong: "No."

Tian Huaihua: "Then you don't cook at home?"

Sun Xiaorong: "Why don't your aunt do it? Brother Yanmin loves me so much that he doesn't need me to go to the fields or do housework. He said..." She glanced at Xia Mingshuang and said coyly with a shy look: "As long as I am happy every day."

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Xia Mingshuang didn't react at all, and Tian Huaihua almost vomited. Xia's mother poked her and told her to cook quickly and not behave like others.

Xia Mingshuang didn't care whether Sun Xiaorong was working or idle. Song Yanmin made a lot of money every winter. Not to mention raising one Sun Xiaorong, raising three would probably not be a problem. After all, the minimum consumption in the city was six yuan a month, and three yuan in the countryside was not enough. .

It really has nothing to do with her.

Although Minghui had trouble with one foot, she couldn't help it. After all, she hadn't stepped on the sewing machine for several days, so she sat down and stepped on it with her good foot. The sound made her feel happy.

Sun Xiaorong asked Xia Mingshuang unintentionally: "Sister Mingshuang, does your brother-in-law have any objections to you going to your parents' house to buy things like this?"

Xia Mingshuang: "Where did I buy anything? My mother and sister bought it for me."

Sun Xiaorong: "Aren't you allowed to get the tickets?"

Xia Mingshuang wanted to say, "It's none of your business," but after thinking about Song Yanmin, she decided not to. If Sun Xiaorong wasn't Song Yanmin's wife, she wouldn't even bother to take a second look.

Xia's mother smiled and said, "That's because your Yanmin family is so capable. It doesn't take much effort to get sewing tickets."

Speaking of Song Yanmin, Sun Xiaorong's face was full of pride, "Aunt, it's true. I think brother Yanmin is very smart and capable. He can learn things that others cannot learn. He can settle accounts quickly and his brain is very good."

She couldn't stop talking about Song Yanmin. Xia Mingshuang originally wanted to stay a little longer, but now she hurriedly left.

Mother Xia: "I'm making the locust flower buns. Just wait. The locust blossoms will be steamed and I'll put them in a basket for you."

Xia Mingshuang burst out laughing, "Sophora steamed buns with sophora flowers, I need to get a few more."

Tian Huaihua: "Sister, if you take me to your house, I won't be happy."

Xia Mingshuang teased: "Then I don't dare to ask for it. It will make our family poor and we won't be able to support it."

Tian Huaihua likes Xia Mingshuang to joke with her, which shows that her eldest aunt treats her close to her without any resentment.

Anyway, her eldest aunt is closer to her than her eldest sister-in-law, so she feels comfortable, hehe.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaorong also went to the kitchen to look at the Sophora Flower Buns and sniffed, "Auntie, are the Sophora Flower Buns delicious?"

Xia's mother thought she had never eaten it before, so she gave her a taste, and it was very painful for her.

In fact, Song Yanmin's family lived a good life. With a small population, Song Yanmin was capable and had better food than the Xia family. But Song's mother had been accustomed to hardship since she was a child, and had gone through three years of hardship. She habitually stocked up on food and ate less for fear of starving. However, Sun Xiaorong's natal family has average conditions and is also a family that favors sons over daughters. Good things are given to the younger brothers, while the sisters can only eat the worst.

Even if Song Yanmin is right now, even if she doesn't eat less Yuqian rice and Sophora flower rice, she still wants to take advantage of others, eat more and gain more points.

In this era, everyone has rations and is short of food. Unless you are very close to someone, you generally won't go to someone else's house for meals, let alone leave them at someone else's house and eat some.

But Sun Xiaorong felt that the Xia family used her sewing machine and always asked Song Yanmin to help. Xia Mingshuang also collaborated with Song Yanmin to make money with Song Yanmin. It was right for him to come here to eat and drink.

She has no burden at all.

Xia's mother picked out a basket of steamed buns for Xia Mingshuang. They were not white buns, but mainly multigrain noodles with some white flour. After all, white flour was precious and the family didn't have that much.

Xia Mingshuang covered the bamboo basket with a bag to prevent it from getting dusty, put it on the back seat of his bicycle and carried it home.

Sun Xiaorong: "Auntie, I'm going home too." She called Xia Mingshuang again: "Sister, I'll go out with you."

Xia Ming pushed the bicycle out of the door, lifted his legs and climbed on the bicycle, "Sister-in-law, I'll take the first step."

Sun Xiaorong was still eating a steamed bun, which was sizzling hot, "Sister Mingshuang, wait a minute, I want to tell you something."