Chapter 31

The two separated at the fork in the road. Before leaving, Feng Sisi reminded Tang Huan: “Huanhuan, don’t forget to meet up at ten o’clock tomorrow!”

Tang Huan smiled and nodded, and only turned around and walked back after Feng Sisi walked away.

As soon as she turned into the alley, she ran into Aunt Wu who was carrying a basket of things. Ever since her mother-in-law had a fight with Aunt Wu last time, Aunt Wu pretended not to see her when she saw her.

This saves her the trouble of saying hello, and Tang Huan has always been very satisfied with Aunt Wu’s reaction.

But today, for some reason, Aunt Wu smiled at Tang Huan from a few steps away, “Xiao Huan, you’re back? I heard that you went to school. How is it? Are you used to it?”

Tang Huan was used to going to school, but he was not used to Aunt Wu’s reaction. What was wrong with her?

Is she smiling like Grandma Wolf?

Tang Huan couldn’t just run away, so he just said perfunctorily, “It’s OK.”

“It’s okay~” What kind of adjective is “okay”? Even if it was good, Aunt Wu could still praise it against her conscience. After she finished saying all the good things in her heart, Aunt Wu squeezed out a few words, “It’s OK. If you say it’s OK, Xiao Huan, then it must be very good.”

It’s not the wolf grandma. Judging from Aunt Wu’s attitude, she wants the weasel to pay New Year’s greetings to the chicken. Tang Huan quickly tried to retreat.

“Aunt Wu, my mother is waiting for me to come home for dinner, so I won’t tell you yet!”

After saying that, he walked around Aunt Wu and trotted home.

Aunt Wu was anxious and wanted to pull her, but Tang Huan ran like a little rabbit and ran away in a blink of an eye. “Why are you running? Aunt Wu wants to chat with you~”

Tang Huan pretended not to hear and ran into his own yard.

Meng Qinghe also came back from get off work. He was repairing the hoe used for tilling the soil in the yard with Meng Zeyan. It was time to pull out the vegetables in the yard. They had originally thought that they could finish it in a short while when Meng Zeyan came back, but in the end, the hoe and the stick separated after a few strokes.

When the two saw Tang Huan trotting into the yard, they turned to look at her.

Meng Qinghe asked her: “Why are you running so fast? Is there something chasing you?”

Shaking his head, Tang Huan took off his schoolbag. He wanted to say something, but then he remembered that Aunt Wu was next door, maybe even in the yard.

It was not good to be heard by others when talking behind their backs, so she walked over to the two of them, squatted down and whispered, “It was Aunt Wu next door. She stopped me as soon as I entered the alley. She said she wanted to chat with me.”

Meng Zeyan had just returned and didn’t know what was going on with Aunt Wu. He looked at Meng Qinghe in confusion.

Meng Qinghe, who was originally standing to fix the hoe, squatted down and explained to them in a low voice: “Old Wu’s son is about to graduate from college, and he doesn’t like the job assigned by the school. Old Wu wants to buy Zeyu’s job and let her son take it.”

After he said this, Meng Zeyan and Tang Huan fell silent.

Tang Huan didn’t know what Meng Zeyan was thinking, but she knew it was none of her business.

The factory gave compensation to Meng Zeyu after his death, and the company also let them make their own decision, whether to sell the property or find someone in their family to take over.

The old couple asked her what she thought. Tang Huan said at the time to let them decide for themselves.

There were no idle male comrades in their family to take over, and the old couple did not want to sell their jobs, so they discussed with the factory to temporarily count it as leave, and they would cancel the leave once they had a set rule.

For so long, the old couple thought about selling their job, but they couldn’t bring themselves to do it every time.

It was as if after selling his job, Meng Zeyu disappeared completely.

Aunt Wu came to Xing Cui’s house at noon today and advised her that since she was no longer alive, there was no point in keeping the job and she might as well sell it for money.

She was beaten out by Xing Cui with a broom. She was there to buy a job, and that was to hurt her heart.

She pokes wherever it hurts.

After hearing from his father-in-law that Aunt Wu had come over at noon and had spoken so unpleasantly, Tang Huan stood up, quickly put his schoolbag back into the house, and trotted into the kitchen.

Seeing Tang Huan running into the kitchen, Meng Qinghe and Meng Zeyan sighed: “This girl really loves your mother. She is thoughtful.”

Meng Zeyan took the axe and hammered the nail into the wooden stick. Hearing this, he glanced at the kitchen and continued to work.

Walking into the kitchen and seeing his mother-in-law making pancakes, Tang Huan walked over, grabbed her arm, turned her around, and got close to her to observe her closely.

My eyes are fine, not swollen.

When Meng Zeyu just passed away, she couldn’t control her crying, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she could not see anything clearly.

I went to the hospital and the doctor said that if I continued crying, I might go blind.

“What are you looking at?” Xing Cui smiled and turned around to flip the pancake.

Tang Huan stood beside her and took a piece of the baked pancake and put it into his mouth. “Dad said Aunt Wu came to see you at noon today and said something very hurtful. I was afraid that you would cry secretly.”

What’s the taste of eating dry cakes? Xing Cui brought the stir-fried beans and meat on the side and placed it in front of Tang Huan. “I took the broom and beat her out. I was very sad at first, but I felt very good after beating her.”

Tang Huan observed her smile again and found that it was indeed from the heart and not forced.

Then he picked up the vegetables with chopsticks and rolled them into the pancake. It tasted delicious.

Xing Cui took out the cooked cakes quickly, greased the pan with oil and put the cakes in. “Xiao Huan, Mom is thinking of selling Zeyu’s job? What do you think?”

It’s not pleasant to say this, but Xing Cui has to admit that although what Old Wu said was harsh, it made sense.

Now that the person who chose words is gone, they have to look forward. There is no point in keeping this job.

This matter weighed on her mind, and she couldn’t help but wonder what to do about her job? Every time I think about it, it feels like my heart is being cut by a knife and it hurts so much that I can’t breathe.

“Mom, you guys make the decision! I have no objection.” Tang Huan was feeling a little depressed, and she couldn’t tell whether it was her emotions or her body’s emotions.

Like Meng Zeyu, she died early. I wonder how her brother dealt with her belongings?

The out-of-print figurines she snatched back, the limited edition shoes she collected, and so many high-tech wheelchairs…

I hope her brother knows those things are very expensive and doesn’t burn them all for her.

Quietly looking at Tang Huan’s expression, Xing Cui counseled her: “Xiao Huan, you should look forward and not let the people and things of the past hinder your future life.”

My mother-in-law must not know how sad her face was when she said this. She was trying to persuade her, but it was clearly trying to persuade herself.

“I’ll look forward!” Tang Huan didn’t want to see her so sad, so he looked at the pancakes in the pot and changed the subject, “Mom, can I try making pancakes?”

“Can you do it?” Xing Cui looked at Tang Huan with some doubt. It was not that she looked down on her own daughter-in-law, but Tang Huan was really not that material.

Tang Huan blinked, grabbed her apron with his thumb and index finger, and shook it, “Let me try~”

Xing Cui silently handed the spatula in her hand to Tang Huan and said, “Just give it a try!” As long as it’s familiar.

“Be careful not to get burned.”

“Um.”

It was time to flip the pancake in the pan. Tang Huan took the spatula and flipped it hard. The pancake turned over in the air and landed perfectly in the middle of the pan.

Based on this technique, Tang Huan felt that he seemed to have a talent for making pancakes.

“It’s a really good translation!” Xing Cui is a good mother-in-law and also a fan.

Tang Huan tried her best to restrain herself but couldn’t help feeling a little proud. She also felt that what she did just now was very professional!