Although the eldest son was a bit out of tune, he still kept their old couple in mind.
Seeing this, Sun Lixia secretly cursed "suck-up" in her heart, yet she hoped her own man could cheer up his parents just like the eldest son did.
Well, it wasn't like he hadn't tried to butter them up.
But the same words that came from the eldest brother's mouth sounded natural and sincere, whereas from her man's mouth they sounded deliberately bland.
The honest and simple-minded second brother wasn't even worth mentioning; he couldn't produce a pleasant word to save his life.
Meanwhile, Jiang Changhai had already gone with his wife and daughter to fetch water for their baths, as the house only had a full tank of water and it would turn cold if they were late.
His wife and daughter couldn't bathe in cold water; it wasn't good for their health.
After bathing and entering the house, Su Wanyu went to fetch the hidden tomatoes from the cupboard, while Jiang Changhai closed and locked the door, doing everything in quick succession.
"Daughter, Mommy has saved the reddest, sweetest tomato for you," Su Wanyu first brought out some bright red tomatoes, her tone incredibly tender and loving.
But Jiang Mianmian showed no signs of mother-daughter affection: "Mom, you need to keep your word. You promised me today that I could have the biggest one."
Her mom always pulled this trick; thankfully, she wasn't really an eight-year-old child, otherwise she'd have been lured into missing out on so much food from childhood till now.
Seeing the deception failed, Su Wanyu instantly switched to a disdainful expression: "You little cotton-padded jacket, you're not considerate at all!"
While she spoke disdainfully, she handed over the biggest tomato.
Jiang Mianmian gleefully accepted it: "Thanks, Mom, you're the best mom in the world. When I marry Zhang Da, I'll definitely take good care of you."
As she spoke, she couldn't wait to take a big bite; the juice was plentiful, and it tasted sweet and sour, instantly lifting her gloomy mood.
Indeed, bad moods should be cured with sweets.
"Don't talk while eating."
Su Wanyu poked her daughter's chubby cheeks and turned to Jiang Changhai to complain: "Look at your daughter; she's a real flatterer when given milk!"
"My daughter is smart and sweet-talks just right, just like me!" Jiang Changhai said with a face full of pride and self-satisfaction.
Among the three sons, his parents indulged him even when he was lazy or cunning, not only because he was their biological child, but also because from childhood, he was better than his two brothers at keeping the old couple happy.
Su Wanyu nodded: "It is really soothing to hear."
Who doesn't like hearing nice things!
Then she handed over a tomato: "Honey, do we really send our daughter to school?"
Honestly, she too was surprised today; before this, her man had never shown any intention of sending their daughter to school.
Jiang Changhai took a bite of the tomato and asked: "Mianmian, do you want to go to school or to work the fields?"
"I don't want to go to school or work the fields. Things are pretty good as they are." Jiang Mianmian stretched lazily on the bed, easily satisfied like a salted fish.
Although their family was quite poor, they at least had enough food to fill their stomachs, and occasionally they even caught some game to supplement their diet, making their life more enriched than many others.
However, her dad shook his head, a serious expression on his face: "No, you must choose one."
"You're growing up and eating more, and your per capita grain ration is not enough for you. Even if you don't do strenuous tasks like harvesting rice, your grandparents will definitely make you do some easier work. Otherwise, they truly won't let you have enough food."
Alas, without a bit of a threat, his daughter wouldn't go to school.