When Yang Huamei saw that Tan was waiting here to drive away these tongue-tied women in the village, Yang Huamei was so moved that she wanted to cry, but she still came to Tan.
He took the bamboo stick from Tan's hand and said consolingly: "Mom, they were all scared away by you, let's go back too."
Because after Tan drove those people away, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood there and cursed in all directions as the crowd dispersed.
I greeted all the eighteen generations of those people’s ancestors!
Yang Huamei wanted to get over it as soon as she could, and didn't want to cause more onlookers and trouble.
Tan stopped cursing the outsiders, turned around and looked at Yang Huamei from head to toe.
The old lady held Yang Huamei's hand hard and said loudly: "Mei'er, don't feel that you are inferior in every way. It is a natural thing for a widow to remarry. The number of widows who have remarried in our village can't be counted with a pair of slaps!"
"Widows are human beings too. Why can't widows remarry? What if you have two grandsons? Your own age matters!"
"You are only in your thirties, you are still young, and you still have a long road ahead of you. There is nothing wrong with you remarrying openly and with your head held high!"
"As for these things you are carrying, they are all things that should belong to you. Don't talk about these things. Even if it is the new house of Lao Wang's family or Dabai's shop, after all, which one is not bought by you? Going deeper Li said, isn’t your money all subsidized by me and your father, isn’t it all raised by your mother’s family, and you don’t make any money yourself!”
Yang Huamei lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.
Suddenly I realized that I had lived in vain for more than thirty years. I had produced nothing. I was relying on the constant support of my parents and my brothers and sisters-in-law to turn a blind eye.
"Mom, I'm so useless..." Yang Huamei murmured.
"Meier, you are useful, you are my parents' good daughter!" Seeing that Yang Huamei was about to cry, Mrs. Tan quickly stopped talking and comforted Yang Huamei.
"Good Mei'er, let's not talk anymore, let's go home, and we will never see those days in Lao Wang's house again!"
"From now on, just concentrate on getting married!"
That Xu Yuanming is thirty-nine years old this year, not yet a private person, and four or five years older than Mei'er.
In Mr. Tan's opinion, this age is very suitable. A man four or five years older knows how to care for others.
Xu Yuanming is better than Wang Shuanzi in terms of body and earning ability.
Now Mei'er is pregnant with a baby before she even walks in. This is a good thing.
The taboo thing for couples who remarry for the second time is not having children, because children are the bond.
As long as there are children, there is a bond that tightly binds the couple together, and they become like a real family.
Unless you are already older, it is difficult for you to have children, and your body is not suitable for childbirth, like Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian back then...
Otherwise, you still have to encourage childbirth and have children of your own. Only in this way can you create a new complete and healthy family.
The mother and son returned to Lao Yang's house.
When I arrived at the door of Lao Yang's house, I found that Lao Yangtou was squatting at the door holding a cigarette pole. Beside him, there was Lao Jiangtou who was also holding a cigarette pole.
The two old men were smoking cigarettes and talking, but Lao Yangtou's eyes were glancing in the direction of the alley entrance from time to time...
When he saw Tan's mother and son appearing, Lao Yangtou immediately stood up and walked towards the intersection ahead...
As for Old Jiangtou, he also left wisely.
Old house, east room.
Mrs. Tan helped Yang Huamei pack the things she brought back from Lao Wang's house.
"Meier, these clothes are far from enough!"
"Look, I only got three cotton-padded clothes. When it gets cold, there won't be enough to change!"
"There are also cotton shoes. You only brought four pairs, which is not enough!"
Yang Huamei hadn't said anything yet, but Yang Huaming couldn't help but be happy.
"Mom, if those people in the village who share one pair of pants and one pair of shoes heard what you said, they would be jealous to death!"
Whether it is Changping Village or the nearby Shiliba Village, many villagers are extremely poor.
The ending is that some people have several brothers wearing the same pair of pants and shoes.
This pair of trousers and this pair of shoes must be available at home, and the most suitable pair of trousers and shoes to wear when going out to meet people!
"Those families are those families, and our family is our family. That's different!" Ms. Tan curled her lips and said.
On the side, Old Yangtou reminded Tan: "It's enough to make do with these few pieces. When the weather gets cold and Mei'er's month is getting older, I'm afraid these cotton-padded clothes won't be able to be worn anymore, and new ones will have to be made!" "
Mrs. Tan was startled, then suddenly realized, she laughed and looked at Yang Huamei's belly, which was not yet pregnant at the moment, "Look at my memory, it's really not good at all. Yes, our Mei'er is now three months old." , when the weather is cold and the twelfth lunar month comes, there are still three or four months left, and by then I will be pregnant with Liujia!"
"Okay, okay, mom will buy you new clothes when the time comes. I'll just wear these few pieces."
Yang Huamei stroked her belly with a blush on her face.
…
The fact that Yang Huamei went to Lao Wang's house three times before finally getting some of her clothes back soon spread throughout Changping Village.
Naturally, this matter also reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.
"Hey, my aunt, this is a serious matter. She is not a human being inside and outside." Yang Ruoqing said.
Wang Cuilian also sighed: "In the past many years, she could cover the sky with only one hand in Lao Wang's family."
Now that the door locks have been changed by my son, I have to be sneaky and cautious when I go back.
Yang Ruoqing said: "The matter between her and Xu Yuanming should also be put on the agenda."
Wang Cuilian asked: "How many months old is Mei'er?"
"Almost three months already!"
Wang Cuilian added: "What's the date today?"
Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "It's the ninth day of the seventh lunar month."
ah?
Today is already the ninth day of the seventh lunar month, right? Wouldn’t it be the Hungry Ghost Festival on July 15th in a few days?
Wang Cuilian said: "I guess I won't be very good at organizing happy events this month."
Yang Ruoqing understood instantly.
This month is the seventh month of the lunar calendar, also known as the yin month or the ghost month.
This month is not suitable for getting married, visiting relatives and friends, building a house, etc.
"Then my aunt will probably live in seclusion during this period. However, my grandparents, especially my grandma, will probably be so happy that they won't be able to open their mouths from ear to ear."
Wang Cuilian also smiled: "Your grandma loves your aunt the most. Since your aunt got married, she probably hasn't been able to get close to her in these years."
"It's rare that your aunt has remarried this time. Being able to stay with her parents' family for a while is a comfort to your grandma."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I guess my grandma will be busy these days, preparing a new dowry for my aunt."
However, the old man and the old lady had promised to compensate for the grain and wheat flour two days ago in order to settle matters with Lao Wang's family.
It is estimated that even if a dowry is prepared for this wave, no matter how squeezed it is, the dowry will only be that much!
If not, I might have to call on some brothers to help collect the dowry for my sister.
