Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Not long after Hongwu came back, Baolin also came back.

She is very busy this year. She has to attend training and record programs.

But this year's gains were not small. Her salary increased, and the bonus alone was quite a bit. It was unrealistic to buy a courtyard house in the capital, so Zhang Xiuhua saved all her money. When she had enough, she would buy her a house.

After Baolin came back, Yaoyao was obviously happier than before, and the two sisters always chatted together. They even went to Xiangxiang's house to play.

Ergou couldn't sit still either. He strolled around the village, either going to the orchard or bragging to the young people in the village.

Jidong doesn't like chatting with his peers in the village. He prefers to go to the orchard to watch foxes, and occasionally stay at home to watch TV.

Compared to them, Jilin and Zhuzhu were much quieter. They were still students. Zhuzhu still had half a year before the middle school entrance exam, and Jilin still had a year and a half before the college entrance exam. They had more than a dozen papers to do every day. When they encountered questions they didn't know how to answer, they would ask Jidong for help. They were very busy.

Zhang Xiuhua was bored. During the Chinese New Year holiday, she had nothing to do, so she stayed at home and cooked all kinds of delicious food.

Fried peanuts, French fries, fried dough twists, and stewed various dishes.

The three of them were in the house and could smell the fragrance coming from the kitchen from time to time.

After the food was served, Zhang Xiuhua asked Jidong to call the children home.

After a while, Ergou, Baolin and Yaoyao were all called back.

Li Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable without Youcai at home. "It would be nice if Youcai was at home. The chicken and mushroom stew he made was so delicious."

Baolin also laughed, "The last time I went to the capital, Brother Youcai cooked a lot of dishes for me, and I gained two pounds in three days. Our coach was worried that I would eat too much."

Zhang Xiuhua asked her, "At what age do short track speed skaters usually retire?"

Baolin replied, "The retirement age for short track speed skaters is around 30. The golden age is between 20 and 28. I still have several years left."

Zhang Xiuhua suddenly realized, "It's okay. When you retire, Mom will open a ski resort for you. You can be the boss and the coach. With your record, there will definitely be a large number of students."

Baolin hugged her and rested his head on her shoulder, "Mom, you are so nice!"

Zhuzhu remembered something and asked Baolin, "I heard that this year many parents in our village took their children to the sports team to test their physical fitness. Did anyone pass?"

Baolin really didn’t know about this, “I’m just an athlete, I don’t know much about it.”

"They just want to follow the trend. Not everyone can win an Olympic gold medal." Li Jianguo still remembers Xiuhua tossing and turning and unable to sleep. Other parents want to send their children to sports teams, and they are not worried that their children will not be able to find a job in the future.

"If you tell them, they will think you want to have it all to themselves. Let them go. If they don't have the physical fitness, the sports team will not accept them and will eliminate them in the first round." Zhang Xiuhua feels that "for his own good" will not actually get him any appreciation.

Li Jianguo thought about it and it made sense. He really couldn't persuade her any more.

The family was having a lively dinner when Hongwu came and saw them eating. He felt a little embarrassed and wanted to leave.

Zhang Xiuhua stopped the man and said, "Since you are here, please sit down and eat. I can still help you with your meal!"

She went to the kitchen to get chopsticks and bowls. Ergou pulled Hongwu over to sit down. She patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's New Year's Day, why are you still looking so unhappy? Who made you unhappy?"

Zhang Xiuhua entered the room, and Hongwu took over the chopsticks and bowl, picked up the food, and started eating. After a while, he replied, "My wife and my mother were arguing, and I really couldn't eat anymore. So I hid!"

Zhang Xiuhua was speechless, staring at him with wide eyes, "They were arguing, and you actually hid out? Why are you so fierce!"

She snatched the chopsticks from his hand, "Do you still want your little family? Your wife came all the way from the south, and you didn't support her and left her at home, and you came out! Get lost! Go home!"

As for her sister-in-law's mouth, young people can't argue with her at all. In the past, the daughter-in-law might have tolerated her mother-in-law. But times have changed. Young people can find jobs and will not wrong themselves at all!

Hongwu had never seen Second Aunt get angry before, and she was stunned for a while. Everyone else also looked at her in surprise.

Li Jianguo tried to smooth things over, "Hongwu hasn't said what happened yet. Why did you chase him away? As an aunt, you can't be partial!"

Zhang Xiuhua was so angry that she really forgot to ask about this. She was a little embarrassed and couldn't bring herself to apologize. Li Jianguo also knew her temper. He took the chopsticks back from her and stuffed them into Hongwu's hands. "Your second aunt is afraid that your wife will run away. She is too anxious. Tell me what happened? Why did your wife quarrel with your mother? What's the reason?"

Hong Wu glanced at Zhang Xiuhua's face and saw that she didn't say anything, so he spoke, "My mother wanted Congcong to stay in his hometown and go back to the south after school. My wife disagreed. The two of them started arguing."

Li Jianguo couldn't understand, "Isn't this a good thing? Why doesn't your wife agree?"

"She quit all her jobs. In the south, she and my mom had a quarrel over some trivial matters. Later, when my mom came back, she took care of the children full-time." Hong Wu pursed his lips, "It was very hard for me to support the family alone, and the money I earned was not enough to spend. My mom asked us to leave Congcong in our hometown and let my wife find a job to relieve the pressure."

Zhang Xiuhua suddenly realized that this made sense. "If your wife doesn't like it, forget it. You two are the child's parents and guardians."

"My mother also wants to reduce my burden." Hongwu is under a lot of pressure. His salary has to be used to pay the mortgage and support a family of three. Life is very difficult. Moreover, his parents owe medical expenses for grandma and cannot support them as before.

Zhang Xiuhua sighed, "Nothing is sweet at both ends. Your wife would rather suffer with you and take care of the child herself. Maybe she wants some peace and quiet. You can hold on for two years, and when the child is three years old, you can send him to the orphanage class. By then, your wife will be able to find a job, and you will have less burden."

There are red education classes in the south, and children can start school at the age of three.

Hongwu lowered his head and said nothing. It seemed that this idea was not to his liking.

Li Jianguo patted him on the shoulder and said, "It will only be hard for two years. Congcong is still too young, and he definitely can't leave his parents. Besides, your parents are very busy, they have to farm, deliver vegetables, and take care of your grandma. They really don't have that much time to take care of a child. Congcong will be able to walk soon, but he will be difficult to take care of."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhang Xiuhua didn't want to persuade him anymore, so she picked up some food for him and said, "Eat more! You've lost weight."

It seems that Hongwu is under a lot of pressure in the south. Youcai, Jidong and Ergou are all tall and energetic, but Hongwu is as thin as a monkey, with prominent cheekbones, and it is obvious that he is malnourished.

Hong Wu was unwilling to eat any more, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll go back and think about it."

He left, but the others remained silent.

Ergou looked at Zhang Xiuhua, seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and looked at her again.

Zhuzhu thought he was very interesting, "Second brother, do you want to say something?"

Ergou scratched his head, "Godmother, why were you so excited just now? You just chased the person away."

Zhang Xiuhua also knew that she was wrong just now, too emotional, she was a little embarrassed, "Your aunt is very traditional. When she was helping Hongwu take care of the children in the south, she wanted Hongwu's wife to serve Hongwu, but why? They are both born and raised by their parents, and they both have jobs, why should women have to take care of men! She has suffered grievances all her life, and she also requires her daughter-in-law to suffer grievances. I can't stand her for this. I thought she was arguing with Hongwu's wife about this kind of thing again this time."

When she was a daughter-in-law in her previous life, she was bullied by Xu Dayong's mother, which led to her dislike for evil mothers-in-law. She didn't plan to get too close to her daughter-in-law in the future. Just get along from a distance, that's fine. Unfortunately, the eldest sister-in-law's temper has already been formed, and it is so difficult to get her to change.

Ergou suddenly realized that there was a reason for this. He said happily, "If all mothers-in-law in the world were as clear-headed as you, there would be no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

He rolled his eyes. Jidong saw this and guessed that he had some creative inspiration. "You're not going to add this to the scene you're going to shoot, are you?"

Er Gou nodded frantically, "Yes! There's an old saying that goes, there's always something hateful about a pitiful person. This part of the family drama will definitely be very interesting."

Jidong thinks it is feasible. "This is a reflection of thousands of families. It will definitely resonate with everyone!"

Zhuzhu raised her hand, "Second brother, you can't just write about them fighting! You have to write some beautiful scenes too. Otherwise, no one will like to read it."

Ergou nodded, "Don't worry, I'm just providing the material. The script still needs to be written by professionals."

Ergou only tells the screenwriter his own ideas. There is one good thing about him: he never gives orders blindly based on his status as an investor, and he never interferes with the creation of directors and screenwriters.