Because she was pregnant, Xiaoxiao wasn’t allowed to do much around the house, and having always been busy, she suddenly found the idleness to be incredibly boring.
So she decided she would still cook the midday al, a task she felt she could handle. Everyone in the family was working, and she couldn’t stand being the only one idle.
The circumstances at ho had improved recently, with both rice and flour being purchased, so their als were no longer monotonous. This ti, Xiaoxiao made a very lavish al.
Thinking that since her husband Yang Ming had beco an unpaid laborer, it was only right for her to cheer him up with a al delivery. After eating, she spoke to her father-in-law, "Dad, I’m going to bring Yang Ming his al!"
Old Master Yang was pleased to hear this, it seed his third daughter-in-law still cared about his son.
"Mm, go ahead!"
Xiaoxiao put the food into a basket and went to find Yang Ming. After eating, everyone else went back to making kimchi, leaving only the elderly couple at ho.
"His dad, what are we going to do about the fourth child’s situation?"
After the events of the morning, she, as his mother, was even more frightened and at a loss for what to do, with nobody in the family to discuss the matter.
"Don’t think too much, I don’t see anything going on between the fourth child and his third sister-in-law! You are all overthinking it! We don’t need to intervene; the third son will handle it himself."
It’s said that experience cos with age, and out of the whole family, only Old Master Yang had the clarity of mind. Even Yang Ming himself was utterly confused about this matter. But are you sure your son can handle it?
anwhile, Yang Ming continued his work, when he heard so noise from outside, sounding like soone was coming.
Looking out, he was surprised to see his wife, Xiaoxiao, carrying a basket and walking towards the yard!
"Yang Ming, take a break, it’s ti to eat!"
When Yang Ming heard Xiaoxiao’s voice, he felt instantly cheered; his wife really brought him a al.
He imdiately stopped what he was doing and found a place to sit down.
Xiaoxiao opened the basket and took out two bowls of rice along with a big platter of dishes: pork ribs, shredded potatoes, tofu, and candied sweet potatoes.
"Did you make this?"
From the sight of the candied sweet potatoes, Yang Ming knew for sure that the al had been prepared by his wife.
"Eat up before it gets cold!"
Hearing Xiaoxiao’s words, Yang Ming felt a warmness in his heart, completely forgetting about having to give her up to his younger brother, and he happily dove into the al.
"This is delicious."
"..."
This was the first ti Xiaoxiao heard him say such pleasing words. Had her usually thrifty husband suddenly changed his nature?
"Have you eaten?"
"..."
Why did it feel like her husband was making conversation for the sake of it? It seed their talk the other day had an effect. They should just continue living peacefully as friends.
"I ate before I ca here!"
After Yang Ming finished eating, Xiaoxiao packed the bowls and chopsticks back into the basket, ready to head back.
"Then I’ll be going back. I’ll send my younger brother over this afternoon to help you. We need to finish the work today, as I plan to move here tomorrow, and we need to hire people for help. We have to hurry, the kimchi won’t sell for long, and we need to make as much money as we can while we can."
Xiaoxiao was all smiles, giving voice to her thoughts. The idea of making a good amount of money thrilled her. After all, they needed funds for many things, like building a house and buying land. They couldn’t expect to beco rich overnight, but striving for a moderately prosperous life was the goal, wasn’t it?
The instant Yang Ming heard Xiaoxiao ntion his younger brother, his mood soured. His younger brother, always his younger brother—sothing in him ignited with unspoken fury as he replied brusquely:
"We don’t need him, I can manage on my own!"
"..."
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