Changping Village.
On the hillside behind the village, Mianmian squatted on the ground digging wild vegetables with a basket on her arm, and Jiang Xianjun stood beside her holding a sickle.
"Mianmian, here it is."
He took out two warm boiled eggs from his body and brought them to Mianmian.
Mianmian raised her head and looked at the egg in his hand, her face flushed slightly, "This is the breakfast your mother gave you. You can eat it. I came here after breakfast."
"I'm not hungry either. This is for you. You can eat it." Jiang Xianjun simply stuffed the egg into Mianmian's hand.
Mianmian touched the warm egg in her hand. The words that had been brewing in her heart for the past few days suddenly lost the courage to say them out.
"Mianmian, I apologized to you for my mother's affair with the bean paste spread a few days ago. Don't argue with her..." Jiang Xianjun hummed again and spoke.
Mianmian smiled bitterly, "She is an elder, and there are all elders in the world. However, I don't know if there is something I did not do well enough to dissatisfy her. If there is something dissatisfied, please point it out so that I can correct it..."
Jiang Xianjun waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, there is nothing you can't do wrong. In my eyes, you are good in every aspect."
"Since I'm good at everything, why didn't your mother deliberately call me Tan Dou Si? Does this mean she doesn't agree with me? Or does she think that I, as a daughter-in-law, can't do anything?" Mianmian tilted her head and looked at Jiang Xianjun, and finally encouraged her. I had enough courage to ask.
Jiang Xianjun was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and he stood there with a troubled face.
"Mianmian, my mother actually has that kind of temperament. Although she comes from a womanly family, her temperament is as carefree and carefree as that of an old man. She is not like your mother, who is gentle and delicate. However, my mother is not bad at heart. She has treated me since childhood. It’s really good…”
Mianmian didn't find anything out of the ordinary when hearing the previous words, but the last two sentences made Mianmian want to laugh a little.
"That's your mother. If she doesn't treat you well, which one is better? Xianjun, your metaphor is not convincing at all."
Jiang Xianjun scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Hehe... I'm a dumb person and can't speak, but you just understand what I mean."
"Ashamed, what you mean...I don't understand." Mianmian's face turned cold, and she lowered her eyes to grab a wild vegetable at her feet.
Jiang Xianjun froze on the spot again, looking at Mianmian, hesitant to speak.
There was an awkward silence between the two, except for the wind blowing from the hillside, which occasionally stirred up the sound of pine waves.
After a while, Mianmian took the initiative to speak out: "Xianjun, if we get married, what will happen after we get married... What do you think?"
Jiang Xianjun was stunned, what happened after getting married? What can happen after getting married? Isn’t it just a matter of living a good life as a family behind closed doors?
Seeing Jiang Xianjun's appearance, Mianmian knew that he didn't understand, so she gritted her teeth and said it all.
"What I mean is... your mother doesn't seem to be very satisfied with me. If I marry under the same roof, it will inevitably be bumpy."
"Instead of everyone being uncomfortable, it would be better to separate our families early and live together, what do you think?"
"boom!"
The pole and rope hanging on Jiang Xianjun's shoulders fell to the ground. His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his chin almost fell to the ground.
"Mianmian, what did you say?"
"You, you, you want to separate our family from my parents before we get married, and separate them into living separately? Why, why is this!"
Jiang Xianjun's voice trembled and his tongue was tied. At the end of the sentence, he stamped his feet heavily, as if he had a thousand grievances and ten thousand words in his chest, but he couldn't say them out at once, and he couldn't be accepted and understood by others.
Mianmian also stood up, her eyes darkened: "Do you think I'm unfilial?"
Jiang Xianjun looked straight in front of him, his eyes a little disappointed and a little angry.
"I don't think you are unfilial, but you can definitely be a good and filial wife," he said.
Mianmian bit her lip and savored Jiang Xianjun's words carefully.
Suddenly, she smiled, a cool smile.
"Well, I understand. You can continue chopping wood. I'll go back first."
After saying these words, she turned around and left.
Jiang Xianjun came to his senses and hurriedly caught up to hold Mianmian's hand: "Do we have to divide the family? Can't we not separate?"
Mianmian looked at him: "Of course it's okay to ignore it, but you have to give me an attitude."
"What kind of attitude do you want? I can give it to you."
"No, you can't give it."
"I can."
"Earlier when I proposed a family separation, your response was your attitude. The attitude you gave me was not the attitude I wanted."
Jiang Xianjun frowned.
Mianmian took her hand out of his and walked down the mountain without saying a word.
After just a few steps, Jiang Xianjun caught up from behind, and he saw Xiuxiu and Li Wei coming out of the woods on one side.
"Aunt Mianmian."
Xiu Xiu shouted, trotted to Mianmian and took her arm. Li Wei followed him slowly, both of them looking behind Mianmian.
Jiang Xianjun immediately stopped and found a nearby pine tree to hide behind and poked his head out to take a look.
Xiu Xiu turned around and spat at Jiang Xianjun, and deliberately raised her voice: "Coward!"
"Xiuxiu." Mianmian tugged at Xiuxiu's clothes, not allowing her to say more, and turned around and went down the mountain.
Li Wei also turned his head and took a deep look at Jiang Xianjun, then raised his middle finger to make a gesture.
Jiang Xianjun looked confused.
When he understood the meaning of Li Wei's finger, his face turned red and he wanted to rush out and have a fight with Li Wei.
However, Li Wei had already escorted the two girls down the mountain.
Looking at Li Wei's broad and round body, Jiang Xianjun's anger shrank back again.
It would be quite embarrassing if I can't beat him. Forget it, I don't have the same experience as him.
After dinner, Bao Suyun left Mianmian at home to keep Jiang Guiling and her daughter company, while he called Yang Ruoqing and came to Sun's place to talk.
It's not just gossip, the topic revolves around the marriage with the Jiang family.
"...it's been two or three days since the incident, and no one from the Jiang family has come over to explain anything about the bean paste spread that day. That's it. I met Jiang's mother while I was bathing in the pond, and she actually turned her face away. It's too much to ignore me."
Bao Suyun shook his head as he spoke. He was obviously his son and daughter's in-laws, but now they are in such trouble.
Mrs. Sun smiled bitterly: "Not only did she ignore you, she also made me angry. In the morning I went to Guihua's house and met Jiang's mother face to face. She also turned her head away."
Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and smiled like "goose goose...".
"This Mother Jiang is really a conceited person. This attitude shows two things." She put down her hands and began to analyze.
"What two points?" Bao Suyun asked.
Yang Ruoqing raised a finger: "The fact that she is so confident means that she is either very confident about this marriage and thinks that we, Mianmian, are too cooked to fly!"
