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Chapter 15
Since these two people both agree with this, Jiang Zongzheng will definitely not disagree. Besides, that is his own brother’s home, how could he not feel at ease?
“He Zhiqing, please choose another one.”
He Yueyang watched Lin Xiuzhi kindly and amiably pull Chu Sangning aside, asking about his well-being. Her eyes couldn’t help but become moist, and she pointed to a random store out of spite: “Let’s take this one.”
Jiang Zong Zheng felt like he had aged several years in the past few days and was exhausted. Although the family that He Yueyang was going to live with was a little poor, the people there were honest and decent, so they were okay.
After the distribution, everyone went back to their homes, leaving behind a few people to help the educated youth move their things.
Lin Xiuzhi also went home and called her eldest son and daughter-in-law over, and they helped Chu Sangning move things.
He Yueyang over there also had a few skinny little girls helping to move things, and only Zhao Jiayun was standing alone aside.
Luo Yiping’s mother slipped away early, and she had no one to help her.
Zhao Jiayun watched as several people from the Jiang family packed up Chu Sangning’s things and carefully wrapped them in bags for fear that they would get wet. She felt sour in her heart and regretted for the first time why she didn’t think about it more.
Luo Yiping is a good person, but his mother is sneaky and cunning, and Zhao Jiayun now has no one to help her.
“Auntie, please come over and help me move some things.” Zhao Jiayun walked forward and said to Lin Xiuzhi with a smile.
Lin Xiuzhi was busy, she looked up and smiled, “You female educated youth, aren’t you going to the Luo family? Where are the people from the Luo family? They should come over to help you move your things.”
Although she did not refuse, she did not agree either. Zhao Jiayun stood there for a while and then went back feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
After everyone had left, she held the wet quilt in her hands. She had no place to vent her frustration, so she threw the quilt on the bed and wiped her tears angrily.
Now she not only hated Chu Sangning, but also He Yueyang was hated by Zhao Jiayun.
Over there, the Jiang family was bustling with activity. The house was clean and tidy, and they were just waiting for Chu Sangning to come.
“Sang Ning, this is my youngest son’s room. He doesn’t come back all year round, so you can live here.” Lin Xiuzhi happily opened the door and motioned Chu Sang Ning to come in.
“Auntie, this is not good.” Chu Sangning hesitated. Although the other person was not at home, what if he came back and found that his house was occupied…
“It’s okay, it’s okay. We are serving the people anyway. Letting you stay here is also a service.”
Pan Wenlan and Lin Xiuzhi put their things away and went out tactfully, leaving Chu Sangning to pack up slowly on his own.
“Fortunately, Brother Yan is not at home, otherwise Chu Zhiqing would have no place to live.” Lin Xiuzhi said with emotion.
“Grandma, when will my uncle be back?” Jiang Pan’an, holding a small slingshot, squatted at the door of the main room and asked curiously.
He hasn’t seen his uncle for a long time.
“I don’t know either. Your uncle is so busy every day that he barely comes home once a year.”
Lin Xiuzhi’s words were full of complaints, but in fact she was worried about her son too. His son never came home during the holidays. When would the family be able to reunite?
Pan Wenlan noticed her mother-in-law’s loneliness and quickly stepped forward to comfort her, “Mom, I will definitely come back to see you when the banquet is no longer busy.”
Lin Xiuzhi nodded and took her daughter-in-law into the house.
Chu Sangning packed up her things and thought about eating together in the future, so she took the food and went into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Lin Xiuzhi and Pan Wenlan were busy boiling lard. The kitchen was small and had a wood stove, so smoke filled the air as soon as one entered.
Chu Sangning’s eyes were red from the smoke and she coughed twice: “Auntie, why are there so many cigarettes?”
“It’s an old kitchen with a small chimney, so it’s easier to get out when it rains.”
Lin Xiuzhi pulled Chu Sangning to the door and let her take a breath. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“Auntie, this is my food.” Chu Sangning handed the food given to her by the team leader to Lin Xiuzhi. She knew that the Jiang family were all good people, so she did not hide it and gave away all the mixed grains and fine grains.
Lin Xiuzhi was unhappy, “How much can a little girl like you eat? Keep these for yourself.”
“Auntie…” Chu Sangning held Lin Xiuzhi’s arm and swayed, “Just accept it, otherwise I will be embarrassed to eat at your house.”
“Okay, I’ll take it, it’s cold, go back to the house and rest.”
Chu Sangning looked at his new residence, a small room of about 10 square meters, which was neatly arranged. There was also a small desk by the window. The desk was mottled, probably because it had not been used for many years.
She just placed her skin care products on the table and found a small tablecloth from the space. With this little decoration, the room became lively.
Lin Xiuzhi shouted through the door: “Sang Ning, come out and eat the oil residue.”
Jiang Pan’an also shouted: “Sister, come out and eat the oil residue, it’s delicious.”
Chu Sangning has eaten all kinds of delicious things, but what are oil residues?
She came to the kitchen and looked at the freshly baked oil residue, which was actually the minced meat fried when making lard. She pinched a piece and put it in her mouth. Chu Sangning nodded with satisfaction, “Well, it tastes good.”
“As long as it tastes good, the kitchen smells bad, you can go to the main room to eat.” Lin Xiuzhi served a full bowl of oil residue for the two of them and asked Jiang Panan and Chu Sangning to go out.
Jiang Panan is lively and active, and he doesn’t know how to control his words. Before Chu Sangning even asked, he started talking about himself and his uncle.
“My uncle is so handsome. My grandma said a lot of people like him, but my uncle doesn’t seem to like him.”
Chu Sangning thought to himself: Aunt Lin’s youngest son is quite demanding.
Jiang Panan approached Chu Sangning, raised her little hand to cover her mouth, and whispered: “Sister, I heard from Daya’s mother that my uncle may not like women.”
“Ahem.” Chu Sangning didn’t expect that he could eat such a big melon. He didn’t like women! ! ! Is this something she could know?
“Have you told your grandma what Daya’s mother said?”
Jiang Panan shook his head. “My grandma has a bad temper. She doesn’t let me listen to these things. She said that it would hurt a child’s ears.”
Lin Xiuzhi was deliberately trying to scare her grandson. The old men and women at the entrance of the village were careless with their words and dared to say anything, which could easily corrupt children.
Chu Sangning raised his finger and whispered, “Don’t say this again, don’t tell anyone.”
Jiang Panan patted his chest and assured in a baby voice: “Don’t worry, sister, I won’t tell anyone. This is our secret.”
Thinking that Aunt Lin’s youngest son actually doesn’t like girls, Chu Sangning secretly felt sorry. What’s the use of being handsome? Can’t they still only be sisters?
Just like that, the Youth League Institute was completely deserted, and the few educated youths also lived in the homes of villagers, but some were happy and some were worried.
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