"If it were some women who were treated like eyeballs by their parents when they were in their parents' homes, and they didn't get married to the right man, then they would be the slaves of their old mothers. They would have to learn to do all kinds of work, and their parents-in-law would eat it. You can only eat the leftovers, that's not squeamish, but that's not squeamish, do you like it, Aunt Five?"
Without even thinking, Bao Suyun shook his head so hard that it almost flew out of his neck.
"I would rather my Mianmian stay like this squeamish and wait for me, hahaha..."
Yang Ruoqing also smiled, "Don't worry, Aunt Wu, Ye Yi is a reliable and good man."
Bao Suyun also nodded: "I believe in your judgment of people. Come on, come into the house."
In the main room, Mianmian was playing with her little niece.
In the hands of the little niece, there was a little doll sewn with colorful fabrics. The doll's body was stuffed with cotton, which made the little body bulge.
The face part is made of whiter fabric, on which the eyebrows, eyes, eyeballs and eyelashes are embroidered with black thread, and the small cherry mouth is embroidered with red thread.
Blush was also applied to the face, and several strands of thick black cotton were left alone on the doll's head.
At this moment, the little girl was clumsily tying pigtails with the baby. On the small table next to her were a bunch of colorful headbands and small flowers.
Mianmian sat aside, holding her chin and watching with a smile. From time to time, she would offer her hand or hand over a small flower or something.
Seeing this atmosphere, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sigh.
When Luo Baobao was a child, he never played this kind of game. Do you think she gave birth to a fake daughter?
"Mianmian, your sister Qing'er is here."
After Bao Suyun entered the house, he reminded Mianmian.
Mianmian stood up and greeted Yang Ruoqing with a shy smile.
Yang Ruoqing and Mianmian responded, squatting down in front of the little girl, laughing and teasing her a few words.
At this time, Mianmian poured tea and brought it over, "Sister, sit down for a while."
"okay!"
Yang Ruoqing took the tea bowl, sat on the stool next to her, and watched the little girl playing with her hair with a smile.
This little girl has been following Mianmian since she was a child. Even if she lives in the village now, even if Jiang Guiling is not here, as long as her aunt Mianmian is around, this little girl is very used to it.
"This child is almost brought up by Mianmian. Mianmian probably has experience. When he has a child in the future, he won't be in a hurry. This is good."
Yang Ruoqing turned her gaze back to Mianmian and joked with a smile.
Mianmian had already taken the spicy and sour potato shredded rice bowl from Bao Suyun, and sat aside to eat it in small bites. When she heard this, her face turned slightly red.
Bao Suyun stood aside and watched with a smile.
"You go on and eat your food, and I'll talk to your mother." Yang Ruoqing said to Mianmian again.
Mianmian nodded, turned sideways and continued eating gracefully.
Bao Suyun sat down next to Xiao Ma Zha, raised the apron around her waist and wiped her hands, and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, is something wrong?"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and told Bao Suyun everything that had been revealed earlier.
After hearing this, Bao Suyun's expression turned out to be as difficult as expected.
"To tell you the truth, Mianmian and I were talking about this before. I told Mianmian that I wanted to have the same attitude as your three mothers and four mothers. Even if you say you don't want to go, you won't go."
"If you can't stand it and have to go to be a personal representative, then you Mianmian go. Anyway, come back after having a meal. You and Xiao Hei are cousins. You can bring some gifts instead of money, that's fine."
"But this girl Mianmian is disobedient. When she heard that she was going to eat there, she felt sick in her stomach and refused to leave. I am in a dilemma!" Bao Suyun said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Fifth Aunt, I came here just to tell you not to embarrass yourself. None of our generation will go tomorrow. My parents and Lian'er will all go to the pasture to help Duo'er's family mow the grass. The fourth room, I guess the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt would rather go hungry than eat a meal."
"As long as my grandma goes there and they go, that's fine. It won't be too late for us to wait until the little black wife is officially married!"
Bao Suyun nodded: "Okay, we will follow your arrangements."
Yang Ruoqing was happy, "What do you mean by this, my arrangement? We all discussed it together, and everyone has the right to vote, okay?"
Bao Suyun also smiled: "Okay, you can say whatever you want. Anyway, we all have to discuss it. If some people lift their left foot and some lift their right foot, it won't look good."
The two were talking when suddenly, Mianmian, who had been eating quietly, put down her chopsticks, covered her mouth and rushed out of the door.
Yang Ruoqing and Bao Suyun looked at each other. Before they could even realize what was happening, the sound of retching could be heard outside.
"Ouch!" Bao Suyun's expression changed, he got up and rushed to the door.
Yang Ruoqing also followed out and took out her bowl of tea that she had not drunk yet.
At the door, Mianmian's body was twisted into a shrimp, and she was still retching while holding on to the wall.
Bao Suyun stood beside her, raising his hand to pat Mianmian's back, too anxious to do anything.
"Oh, you kid is just disobedient. I told you not to eat the sour shredded potatoes. If you don't listen, you are letting jealousy slip into your stomach. You have acid reflux, but what should you do..."
Mothers are like this, worried and anxious, which eventually turns into nagging and complaining.
Every scolding and complaint is a layer upon layer of worries!
"Mom, it has nothing to do with the potato shreds. It's just that my stomach has been like this these past few days."
Mianmian took out the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and whispered to comfort Bao Suyun.
Yang Ruoqing handed over the tea bowl in her hand and said with concern: "It's okay, it's okay. It's normal. Take a sip of hot tea and press it down."
Mianmian didn't want to take it, so Bao Suyun took it directly for her and stuffed it into Mianmian's hand: "Here, take a few sips."
Mianmian took a few sips of the hot tea, and then said to Bao Suyun and Yang Ruoqing, "I'll go back to the house and wash my face."
"go Go."
There was nothing dirty on the floor. It was retching anyway, so there was no need to clean up.
After Mianmian left, Bao Suyun still looked full of sadness.
"Hey, I don't know what's wrong with this girl. I couldn't figure it out when I asked her. I told her to call a doctor, but she said there's no need. It's really frustrating!"
Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin, thoughtfully.
"Fifth Aunt, has Mianmian's menstruation started recently?"
Her abrupt question made Bao Suyun startled.
After all, she was the one who gave birth to children. She thought of something all of a sudden. Bao Suyun's pupils shrank suddenly: "Oh, look at me, this stupid girl, why didn't I think about that? I was so anxious that I thought this girl was harmful. What's wrong with you!"
Yang Ruoqing was also helpless.
Perhaps in the fifth aunt's view, even if Mianmian got married, she would always be the good daughter under Cheng Huan's knees.
When something feels uncomfortable on the body, a mother will habitually think about the illness. This is a fixed mindset formed by raising her daughter up for so many years.
But what they neglected is that the daughter has now grown up, is married, and has her own husband.
She is no longer the little girl under Cheng Huan's knees in the past. There will be other changes in her body.
For example, she is also going to be a mother!
(End of chapter)
