The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 362 "Song Gong in Version 2.0"

As expected, the elderly couple from the Yuan family didn't beat their son; instead, they brought out some smoked meat from their home.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, make this smoked meat too! Today is a good day, let's celebrate," said Old Mrs. Yuan.

Then he brought out his prized osmanthus wine and said to the old man, "You and your sons, have a drink."

"Xiangxiang and Song are going to ride their bikes, so just have a few sips and don't overindulge." He also remembered that his granddaughter and grandson-in-law were going to ride their bikes back to the city.

"Yes!" Li Song replied, "I've heard from my wife that Grandma is very good at brewing osmanthus wine. Today is the perfect time to try it."

The old lady beamed with joy, "Alright, alright, if you like it, I'll bring you some back when we get back."

This is her grandson-in-law, the man who makes her the envy of all the old ladies in the village! She'd be happy to have all the chickens in the house taken away, let alone bring him wine!
Yuan Duo lowered her head, trying to hide the indignation on her face.

She wanted to drink the osmanthus wine before, but her grandma wouldn't let her, and even scolded her severely, saying she was greedy and not as sensible as her sisters...

She felt a little ashamed at the time, realizing that she was being greedy.

When she saw her grandmother offer to give the child away, her anger flared up instantly, and she was furious.

Her mother put down the sugar water and noticed the contortion on her daughter's face. Her heart tightened, and when her in-laws weren't looking, she tugged at Yuan Duo's patched cotton-padded sleeve and glared at her fiercely.

Behave yourself!
Yuan Duo felt a tightness in her chest, as if a large wad of cotton was stuffed inside her, making her feel suffocated. Looking at Yuan Xiang's new cotton-padded coat, a look of jealousy appeared in her eyes. She stomped her foot and left angrily.

Li Song had a good impression of the elders of the Yuan family and began distributing the things he had brought: "These are knee pads for Grandma, wine for Grandpa, a filter for Dad, and brown sugar for Mom..."

Everyone received the gifts, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously turned up.

Yuan Xiang's father took the Daqianmen cigarette, his voice filled with excitement, "It's for me? It has a filter, only the leaders of the commune can afford it, my son-in-law is so generous."

The elder statesman loved to drink, and when he saw that bottle of wine that city people drank, he was overjoyed.

"I haven't even enjoyed the blessings of my children and grandchildren yet, but I'm already thinking about my grandson-in-law's blessings, hahaha, good wine! I'll treat people to it during the New Year."

The matriarch kneaded the knee pads; they were so soft, you could tell they were made of new cotton without even looking at them, and it warmed her heart.

"These knee braces look like they were made by Xiangxiang; they're so warm."

Giving Xiangxiang an extra five yuan as dowry was the right thing to do. This granddaughter is a good one; she cares about us old folks.

"I'm not good at needlework, please don't mind, Grandma." Yuan Xiang said in a girlish manner.

"It's great, I like it very much." The old lady smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared.

Li Song handled things properly, giving gifts to the elders and not forgetting the younger generation in the family, bringing them candy, which made the younger generation of the Yuan family shout with joy.

"Uncle is so kind, and Aunt is so kind too."

Even knowing that the candy was to be saved for the Lunar New Year, the children were still excited.

Yuan Xiang became the only worker in the Yuan family, and naturally became the center of attention among the younger generation. Her cousins ​​sat around her, saying nice things to her.

Not a single word of his was spoken without restraint.

She married into the city, which could be considered good luck, making people envious. But once she herself got a stable job, the difference became so great that it even made people lose the will to be jealous.

Yuan Xiang smiled calmly, pretending not to notice the subtle difference.

After talking about her job, she mentioned that her uncle, Uncle Song, had returned from the provincial capital and was recovering well.

Aunt Song's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled, and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

"How does your uncle look?" she asked. "I heard he bled a lot when he was injured, has he recovered?"

“You’re back,” Yuan Xiang said. “My aunt and Yun Jin took good care of me. My uncle has even gained a little weight compared to before he was injured.”

She showed her mother the red sweater she was wearing underneath and said, "Mom, this sweater was bought for me by my uncle and aunt from the provincial capital. It's my favorite red color. Do you think it looks good?"

"It's beautiful, really beautiful." Aunt Song planned to go and get another old hen later.

Yuan Duo's mother, out of consideration for her daughter, dared not get close to the eldest son's family, but she couldn't help but praise, "She looks good, and she makes Xiang Xiang look even better, and more like a city girl."

Grandma Yuan hugged Yuan Xiang and said proudly, "Our Xiangxiang is a city girl now. From now on, she should visit your uncle's house every ten days or half a month. After all, they are your maternal uncles. Before, we couldn't do anything because we lived far away, but now that you are both in the city, we should start visiting each other."

She knew that her family was just an ordinary family, and if her granddaughter needed anything, she would have to rely on her uncle and the girl from the Lin family.

"Also, get along well with Zhaozhao."

Yuan Xiang nodded, "I know."

……

After finishing their meal, Li Song and Yuan Xiang returned to the city.

Yuanxiang's father then left the house. He walked slowly, a cigarette tucked behind his ear. He avoided places with few people and only went to places with many people.

"Xiangxiang's dad, what's that clipped to your ear? It looks like a filter! Did your son-in-law bring it?!"

The crowd gathered around, and upon seeing the smoke, their expressions were a mixture of envy and jealousy.

This guy seems to have all the good things happening to him!
Yuanxiang's father held his head high, like a smug goose that pecking at people at the village entrance, his tone full of pride.

"Of course, my son-in-law is being filial to his father-in-law."

Beside him, the person who had said that Li Song had no parents and was unlucky, and that when Yuan Xiang got pregnant, she wouldn't even have anyone to take care of her during her postpartum period, fell silent.

If a son-in-law in the city is so generous to his mother-in-law and mother-in-law, how can his mother-in-law not go to take care of her when his wife gives birth?
Later, when they learned that Li Song had given gifts to other members of the Yuan family, the villagers sighed.

Xiangxiang is lucky; even if they looked at her with a magnifying glass, they couldn't find fault with the family she married into.

Then she remembered that Yuan Xiang's boyfriend was introduced to her by Lin Zhao.

Some villagers frequently visited Yuan's house, pestering Aunt Song to ask her to ask Lin Zhao to find a partner for their daughter.

Aunt Song: "..."

When Yuan Xiang's father heard about this, he burst into laughter, slapping his thigh vigorously, "They've all turned Zhao Zhao into a matchmaker, hahahaha!"

"...Don't tell Zhaozhao about this. She'll be very unhappy if she finds out," Aunt Song reminded her.

"Don't worry, I'm not a gossip. Besides, I only see Zhaozhao a few times a year, so where would I go to talk about it?" The man rubbed his sore cheeks.

The two couldn't keep it a secret after all, because Yuan Xiang, being an honest person, couldn't be kept in the dark.

She mentioned this when she met Zhaozhao on one of her occasions.

Lin Zhao: "..."

Feng Ping was killed.

……

Gu Qingzhou learned from Lin Zhao the good news that Uncle Song was willing to accept her. The increasingly handsome young man's eyes lit up with joy.

"Thank you, Third Sister-in-law!" he said loudly.

"Study hard, and also keep an eye on your uncle for me, so he can recover properly from his injury," Lin Zhao said with a smile.

"Okay." Gu Qingzhou said seriously.

Knowing that their youngest son had a bright future, the Gu family elders felt their gratitude towards Lin Zhao and the Song family reached its peak.

"Shouldn't we prepare a proper apprenticeship ceremony?" Mother Gu looked at the old man, seeking his opinion.

Father Gu nodded, "We need to prepare, otherwise what would our family be?" He quickly calculated in his mind.

“It’s hard to get vegetables in the city, especially in winter. Let’s bring out half of the dried vegetables and wild game we’ve stored. We can’t skimp on meat either. I’ll kill a chicken from home later. One isn’t enough, so we’ll go to the village and get two more. We also dug up a lot of wild yams before, so let Qingzhou take some with him. They’re good for your health…”

Mr. Gu was not a stingy person; when it came to his youngest son's future, he was willing to give away the family's entire savings.

Lin Zhao didn't say anything like "no need to see me off."

When you seek an apprentice to learn a skill, you should have this attitude.

Her uncle has no shortage of apprentices, and the Gu family owes her a debt of gratitude for this.

By studying under her uncle, Qingzhou won't have to worry about finding a job in the future.

This is the true value of a senior technician!

Seeing how concerned her parents were about her affairs, Gu Qingzhou felt a little embarrassed and made an excuse, "I'll go check on the trap."

Watching his hurried departure, Gu's mother smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

Father Gu: "Yes, it's a good thing that the child knows how to repay kindness. It would be terrible to raise a heartless child."

Seeing that Lin Zhao was about to leave, Gu's mother took out the new cotton shoes she had made for her and her four children from the house. "Third daughter-in-law, these are new cotton shoes I made for you. Take them back and let the children try them on. If they don't fit, let me know."

Gu's mother was a skilled shoemaker; the shoes she made fit perfectly and were very comfortable. Lin Zhao accepted them with delight, and when she saw that there was a pair in adult size, her eyes crinkled with a smile.

"And mine?"

Mother Gu: "Of course you have yours. Yu Bao said you complained that the ones you bought outside were rubbing your feet."

"It's rubbing my feet," Lin Zhao thought to herself, her heels were all blistered.

"Shoes should be homemade; shoes bought from outside will rub your feet," Gu's mother muttered. She was happy to be able to help her daughter-in-law, as the elderly are most afraid of being useless to their children.

Lin Zhao smiled.

If the elderly couple had the leather cotton shoes that their twins had given them were laid out in front of them, they would have given a completely different explanation.

She carried her shoes home.

When they arrived, the twins surrounded them.

"Mom, starting tomorrow, my uncle will be learning from my great-uncle!" Yu Bao's voice was clear and bright, filled with excitement.

"If my uncle lives in the city, then we can go to the county with Mom, and someone will take care of us!" This is the wonderful thing Hengbao is thinking about.

Lin Zhao took off her shoes and tried on the ones her mother-in-law had given her. They were soft and warm, covering her entire foot and quickly warming it up.

"Shoes made with traditional craftsmanship are still the most comfortable to wear," she exclaimed.

Seeing that their mother ignored them, the twins didn't care. They imitated Lin Zhao, sat on small stools, and tried on clothes with serious expressions.

“It’s so comfortable. Shoes made of milk are the best to wear.” Yu Bao mimicked her mother’s tone.

Hengbao added, "Nai Na's shoes are comfortable too."

The twins, wearing tiger-head shoes given to them by their aunt, sat there swinging their little feet, not moving. Even though they were small, they had their own sense of style, and they preferred the flashy tiger-head shoes to the new ones they were wearing.

"You two little devils." Lin Zhao gently pinched the tip of the little brother and sister's nose, thought for a moment, and said, "You two are growing so fast, your tiger-head shoes are getting too small. I'll have someone make you new ones another day."

Yao Bao seized the opportunity, hugged Lin Zhao's waist, swung her legs happily, and said in her sweet voice, "I want Tiger!"

Lin Zhao gently stroked her daughter's soft hair, her voice soft and gentle, "Of course it's Tiger, our Yaobao and her little brother's favorite Tiger."

The little girl's big, bright, dark eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Mmm." She nodded emphatically, her voice clear and bright.

A cat's meow came from not far away.

Lin Zhao looked in the direction of the sound and saw that her cat, Meiqiu, seemed to have gotten fatter. Her small round face had become a big round face, and her limbs were thick. She walked over with an elegant cat-like gait, looking incredibly cute.

"Coal Ball!!" Hengbao rushed over, picked up Coal Ball, and lowered his head to rub against the cat's head, flattening its long and fluffy fur.

"Where did you go? I thought you'd been carried off by a big tiger! I was so scared!" the child said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Meow~~!!" Coal Ball let out a sweet, delicate meow.

It's quite big now, and being solid, it must weigh about ten pounds. Hengbao's arms started to ache after holding it for a while, so he quickly put the kitten down.

"Coal Ball, you're so heavy! You need to lose weight. If you get any fatter, I won't be able to carry you anymore," Hengbao complained.

Coal Ball stretched out its pinkish pads and patted Hengbao's shoe lightly.

"Meow!!" Even the meow sounded dissatisfied.

“Coal Ball is angry,” Yu Bao said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Coal Ball dropped Hengbao, raised its paw and placed it on Yubao's leg, stretching the whole cat into a round, chubby strip, and then let out a meow.

Yu Bao squatted down and began to pluck the coal briquettes from one end to the other.

"Coal Ball, are you doing well outside? Have any other cats bullied you?"

Lin Zhao glanced at the black cat lying on the ground, belly up, and his lips twitched. With the way it looked, carrying the lives of several rats on its back, who was bullying whom?

"Remember to wash your hands after petting the cat," she reminded.

"Mmm," Yu Bao replied obediently.

Watching the two kids happily petting the cat, Lin Zhao thought to himself that he should bring Coal Ball along when he went to accompany the army, otherwise the two boys might not be happy.

……

During the period before the New Year, Gu Qingzhou studied under Uncle Song. He was both talented and hardworking, and Uncle Song was very satisfied with this apprentice.

He had originally planned to ask Master Yan to take care of him for a few days, but after learning about Yan Cancan's little bit of comparison, he didn't mention it again.

He was teaching his apprentices skills, not making them suffer.

Uncle Song could understand Cancan's thoughts. She wanted to be a fitter, but she couldn't convince her father herself. She wanted to gain her father's approval by suppressing Qingzhou.

It's understandable that the young girl wants to fight for herself, but she can't use her apprentice as cannon fodder.

“If you don’t want to go, then don’t go. You come with me to the recycling station to look for something. If we can’t find it… we’ll ask around at the factories nearby,” Uncle Song said.

"What does Master want me to do?" Gu Qingzhou asked. When he first arrived, he did more than he talked, but after gradually getting to know his master's personality, he dared to ask.

"Let's make something small." Uncle Song kept everyone in suspense for a moment.

After reading the book Zhao Zhao sent him, he realized that he was no longer the same person he was last year; he was now Song Gong 2.0.

There's an even bigger discovery—

His arm, which had recovered from its injury, did indeed have a "strange" quality!
No matter what kind of machinery he handles, his hands always seem to react faster than his brain.

This wasn't a bad thing. Uncle Song kept it to himself and didn't tell anyone, just quietly studying it.

Lin Zhao is currently unaware of this.
The medicine she dripped onto her uncle's severed arm was said to be from interstellar space, specially developed for mechanical masters, and had excellent effects. Even though she used only a small amount, it was enough to help Uncle Song rise to prominence.

That's for the future; for now, Uncle Song is still clueless, cautiously exploring the possibilities...

(End of this chapter)