Chapter 72: Chapter 72: It’s Not About Those Work Points
“Okay, remember what you said today. When you can’t have a meal, calling for mom won’t help,”
When Zhang Guihua went out, she happened to run into Su Wanyu returning to her room.
“Mom.” Su Wanyu greeted Zhang Guihua, who scowled and glared at her but said nothing and just pushed the door open and left.
“You’ve upset mom again,” Su Wanyu asked, puzzled.
“It’s fine, I’ll go and coax her in a bit,” Jiang Changhai said nonchalantly.
Su Wanyu didn’t dwell on it. She had seen too many years of love and conflict between this mother and son and had become numb to it.
Su Wanyu took out the fabric Jiang Changhai had bought earlier from the closet and, while cutting it, said, “I’m not going to the fields these next few days, it’s a good opportunity to make Mianmian’s clothes.”
Jiang Changhai stepped forward to help stretch the fabric, watching Su Wanyu, “Sure, take your time. We are well-off now and don’t need those work points, don’t exhaust yourself.”
Ever since that day she spoke to Jiang Changhai, Zhang Guihua really stopped fussing over them.
Every day, no matter what time Jiang Changhai went to work, or whether he went at all, she acted as if she saw nothing.
Sun Lixia thought that her mother-in-law had finally given up on the Eldest’s family.
In her room, she and Jiang Changtao schadenfreuded several times, waiting for their parents to be completely disappointed with the Eldest, to see how they would then slack off.
In the afternoon, as soon as Jiang Mianmian got home, she saw new clothes laid out on her bed; a girl always loves to look beautiful.
She picked them up joyfully and measured against her body for quite a while before happily asking, “Mom, did you make these for me?”
“Yes, what do you think? Do you like them, Mianmian?” Su Wanyu asked with a smile.
“I love them, I really love them, mom you are the best mom in the world.” Jiang Mianmian jumped onto the kang bed, hugging Su Wanyu and kissing her several times.
“Alright, alright, you’ve smeared my face with saliva,” Su Wanyu laughed as she peeled the clinging Jiang Mianmian off herself.
“I’m going to change into them right now,” Jiang Mianmian said, then began stripping off her dusty clothes.
As soon as Jiang Changhai entered the room and saw his daughter in her new clothes, he scooped her up and asked with a laugh, “Hey, who’s this little fairy? How come she’s so pretty?”
“Haha, I’m the Jiang Family’s little fairy,” Jiang Mianmian said with delight.
“Enough, you two, go easy on the craziness,” Su Wanyu couldn’t stand watching their overly affectionate display and spoke up.
“Yes, my wife,” When his wife spoke up, Jiang Changhai immediately put Jiang Mianmian down.
Jiang Mianmian, seeing her dad so easily ‘abandon’ her, pouted, but decided magnanimously not to fuss over it for the sake of her new clothes.
Jiang Mianmian admired herself in the mirror, turning from side to side, when suddenly her stomach growled, and then, clutching her stomach, she rushed out.
“Dad, mom, I’m stepping out for a bit!”
“We’re about to eat, where are you going?” Jiang Changhai muttered, puzzled.
“My stomach’s upset, I need to go to the outhouse.”
“Then change your clothes when you get back, don’t get them dirty,” Jiang Changhai said worriedly.
“No time, I can’t wait!” Jiang Mianmian replied and then ran out.
After Jiang Mianmian left, Su Wanyu took a small bundle from the closet, containing a few small items.
Jiang Changhai craned his neck to see and asked with curiosity, “Wife, what are you making there?”