Mrs. Xia and Ji's mother moved in at the same time, and they protected Xihe like eyes.
Xia Luo came to say goodbye and felt very unhappy. Not only had she never held a wedding banquet in her life, she didn't even look at her bulging belly.
Feeling sour in her heart, Xia Luo couldn't help but shed tears.
Mrs. Xia immediately lost her temper: "What are you doing? If you are in a bad mood, get out. Don't affect my Xiaohe."
Xia Luo's expression suddenly changed, and she stood up to argue with her.
Ji Changye held her hand tightly, smiled and said to everyone in the room: "Mom, Dad, let's go first."
Ji's father stood up, picked up his luggage, and walked towards the door. Xia Luo and the others quickly followed.
Until then, Ji's mother stared blankly at the backs of the three of them, with tears streaming down her face. The son she had raised so carefully was ruined like this!
Xihe and Mrs. Xia looked at each other and decided to talk less and do more.
With Ji's mother and Mrs. Xia joining him in the small courtyard, Xihe lay even more comfortably.
I slept until I woke up naturally every day. After dinner, I was pulled by the two elders to walk around the yard. Then I went back to the house and lay on the bed to read. I wrote manuscripts in my free time.
Mrs. Xia accidentally saw it and was immediately shocked.
"My dear, my granddaughter can actually write so many words! This is even better than a college student!"
Xihe couldn't laugh or cry, but he was very happy with Mrs. Xia's praise. After all, who doesn't want to be praised by others?
She took out the royalties list again and showed her the piggy bank. When she saw the pile of bills inside, Mrs. Xia was shocked. Bang, she quickly closed the door!
"Why don't you hide it well? Why take it out? What if it gets stolen?"
Holding the money box, he looked for places to hide in the house like a miser.
Xihe lay on the bed, covering his mouth and giggling.
After finally hiding it, Mrs. Xia came over and whispered to Xihe: "Hide the money, don't let your mother-in-law find out, and buy delicious food for the child when he is born."
Xihe nodded frequently, but when he went to the market a few days later, he waved his hand and bought a set of clothes for each of the two old people.
She was very discerning and the clothes she bought were of good quality but also expensive, which made the two parents very anxious.
"No, no, our clothes are not damaged."
"Quickly retreat, we don't want it!"
Xihe forced it into their hands: "Nai, Mom, this is the money I earned myself and it is my heart. Just accept it."
Unable to resist her, the two of them had no choice but to accept it, with smiles appearing on their faces unconsciously.
Returning to the compound in the evening, Mrs. Xia went straight to show off her new clothes. Ji's mother was relatively reserved, and when asked, she reservedly replied that her daughter-in-law was filial.
Someone said sourly: "Xiaohe is still lucky. He became the battalion commander at a young age and his salary is high."
Ji's mother's smile faded and she said with a smile: "Auntie, what you said is wrong. Our parents were lucky enough to marry Xiaohe. She is beautiful and can make money. She bought the clothes I am wearing with her own money." .”
Although Mrs. Xia asked Xihe to hide her private money, Xihe never hid it from Ji's mother.
Mother Ji knew everything about the family's income and expenses.
Mrs. Xia also responded loudly: "No, my Xiaohe makes money by writing manuscripts!" She glared at the woman and rolled her eyes, "Some people say grapes are sour when they can't eat them~"
The middle-aged woman became angry and opened her mouth to stab her back, but Mrs. Xia was surrounded by everyone.
They all asked her what it was like to "make money by writing manuscripts"?
Mrs. Xia was immediately proud, and she happily described to everyone how smart and talented her granddaughter was, and how she made money by writing.
Her movements were exaggerated and her voice was loud, making everyone stunned.
