Chapter 46: Just for fun, I'll make you mad

Although Yang Chunxiang was anxious about her second son's marriage, she was not as impatient as Ding Yuzhen.

The daughter has just married and hasn't even established herself yet, but she is already in a hurry to find someone to help her get into the army through the backdoor. It's really ugly.

She and her husband Jiang Dashan discussed quietly, "The plums at home are starting to ripen. Wait until the Dragon Boat Festival in a few days, pick two baskets of big, sweet ones, send them to my third brother's house, and mention the second brother's marriage to him at the same time."

Jiang Dashan glared at his wife. "Didn't you hear what Dahai said today? Don't always look for Dahai. He doesn't owe us anything!"

Yang Chunxiang said angrily, "We're not asking Lu Jiaxing for help. Dahai himself said that brothers should help each other when they are in trouble. As his uncle, he can't find a wife, so shouldn't he help?"

Jiang Chao was also smart. When he heard his parents talking about his lifelong event, he quickly responded:
"Dad, Yan Zi said her family wants a sewing machine and 66 yuan as a betrothal gift."

Jiang Dashan kept his eyelids drooped and said nothing.

As the father, he was naturally anxious because he saw that his second son was getting older and older, but he could not afford to pay for him to get married.

But he really didn't have the face to open his mouth.

Two years ago, when the eldest brother got married, he borrowed 200 yuan from Jiang Dahai and has not paid it back yet.

Now the second son is getting married and comes to his brother to borrow money.

You can't just pluck the wool from one sheep, or the villagers will poke holes in his back.

Yang Chunxiang naturally understood her husband's concerns and advised him, "Dahai lent us the money, and we still want to pay him back. If we lend it to those shameless people from the Ruan family, it would be like throwing meat buns at dogs! Just wait and see. The Lu family gave Third Brother such a large betrothal gift. Who knows what those blood-sucking bastards from the Ruan family might be up to in secret."

After hearing what his wife said, Jiang Dashan's guilt was immediately alleviated a lot.

Since the money has to be lent out, why not lend it to them?

He and Jiang Dahai are brothers who are connected by bones.

……

Jiang Moli was awakened by the sound of sparrows outside the window. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a big red.

A rice-shaped wedding paper with lace patterns was hung on the high ceiling, and underneath was a bright red wedding quilt and pillowcase. All the furniture in the room, including the dressing mirror, desk, table lamp, thermos, and teacup, were also covered with wedding characters.

She sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes and tilted her head to look at the window on the left.

If nothing else, this window was very much to her liking.

The four steel-framed glass windows with windows not only provide good ventilation but also excellent lighting.

Through the bright window, you can see a lot of vegetables planted in the yard outside, including peppers, eggplants, cucumbers, and tomatoes.

A little further down, at the foot of the courtyard wall, there is a cluster of roses, with corollas the size of an adult's fist, in a riot of colour, competing for splendor.

"Ah~"

Jiang Moli got up yawning.

After opening the door, she first stuck half of her head out, looked to the left and then to the right, and had a basic understanding of the Lu family.

There was a room on her left, two rooms opposite her, and together with the room she was in, there were exactly four rooms.

There is a corridor about six or seven meters long outside the room. The end of the corridor should be the living room, and faint voices of talking can be heard.

An Hui, her two daughters-in-law, and Wu Miaoyun were reconciling the accounts.

Seeing Jiang Moli coming out of the room with disheveled hair, everyone fell silent.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang is awake?"

There was a hint of displeasure mixed in Wu Miaoyun's teasing tone.

Obviously, this dislike was directed at Jiang Moli.

He caused a lot of trouble on his wedding day, not only making the guests laugh at him, but also injuring his mother-in-law's back.

As a mother-in-law herself, she hates such a daughter-in-law.

Jiang Moli is a rebellious person. The more you dislike me, the closer I will get to you.

Just for fun, to piss you off to death.

She sat down next to Wu Miaoyun and said, "What are you talking about? It's so lively. Keep going. I want to listen too."

"Why are you not talking anymore? Is there something I can't bear to hear? Are you saying something bad about me?"

Wu Miaoyun already disliked her, and she shamelessly approached him, so her face immediately turned cold.

"It's getting late, and I have to go home to cook dinner, so I'll go back first."

As Wu Miaoyun spoke, she glanced at Wu Lan and Qiao Jing.

The two of them also got up and said they were going home to cook dinner. "Hey, you're leaving now? Why don't you leave after dinner?"

"Bah."

Jiang Moli responded with the sound of a door closing, neither loud nor soft.

Jiang Moli turned around and said to the stunned An Hui and her two sisters-in-law, "Are they angry? I just said a few words casually and laughed. They are so petty. Mom, don't learn from them. Anger is harmful to your health. Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

Jiang Moli changed the topic so quickly that An Hui, Zhou Jinyu and Xu Xiuzhen were stunned for a long time and couldn't respond.

Ma Hongmei responded quickly, "I have dumplings. I'll cook you a bowl."

Jiang Moli looked at Ma Hongmei, and judging from her clothes and age, she guessed that she must be the Lu family's nanny.

"Are you my cousin? Please cook a few more. I have a big appetite. Thank you."

Ma Hongmei nodded and turned to go to the kitchen.

Jiang Moli was really hungry. Seeing loquats and green-skinned oranges on the coffee table, she picked up an orange, peeled it in a few seconds, broke off a segment and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm, so sweet!"

Jiang Moli generously shared the orange segments in her hand with An Hui and her two sisters-in-law, "You can try some too."

Zhou Jinyu smiled and said, "Third sister-in-law, take your time eating. Mom, we'll go back first."

An Hui nodded: "Yeah."

Zhou Jinyu and Xu Xiuzhen had just left when Lu Dezhao came back.

Seeing Jiang Moli sitting on the sofa, he politely said, "Xiao Jiang, are you up?

"Um, Dad, do you want an orange?"

Lu Dezhao looked at the yellow orange petals in Jiang Moli's palm and felt a little touched.

He secretly thought that his daughter was more caring than his son. His three sons had grown up so big, but they had never peeled an orange for him to eat.

"Okay, let me try it."

Lu Dezhao took the orange slice and put it into his mouth. He was smiling one second and his eyebrows twisted uncontrollably the next.

"Oh my god, this is so sour! Why is it so sour?"

"Quack quack..."

Jiang Moli laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons.

Although his actions were infuriating, his devilish laughter was so contagious that people around him couldn't help but smile.

Realizing that she was laughing too, An Hui quickly cleared her throat and regained her composure.

Lu Dezhao noticed his wife smiling, and he felt surprised and excited.

Although my wife smiled all day in front of the guests, those were all fake smiles and she was actually very unhappy in her heart.

But the smile just now was a joy that came from the heart.

Although it was short, at least I laughed.

As long as he could make his wife smile, it would be worth eating the sour orange.

While thinking this in his heart, he complained to An Hui: "This orange is so sour, why didn't you remind me?"

An Hui rolled her eyes at him and said, "I didn't eat it."

Lu Dezhao looked at Jiang Moli.

Jiang Moli blinked innocently, "I gave it to my mother and my eldest and second sisters-in-law, but they didn't want to eat it."

It turns out he was fooled!
Lu Dezhao pretended to be depressed, "Xiao Jiang, this will not happen again. Don't tease your elders anymore."

"Oh."

Jiang Moli looked at the bright yellow loquats and thought that loquats shouldn't be so sour. Just as she was reaching out to take some, Ma Hongmei came out of the kitchen carrying freshly cooked dumplings.

"The dumplings are ready, Xiao Jiang, come and have some."

Jiang Moli suddenly lost interest in loquats.

The dumplings just out of the pot are white and plump, exuding the wheat aroma of the dough.

Jiang Moli couldn't wait to pick one up, but she spat it back into the bowl after taking a bite.

(End of this chapter)

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