Shen Qiuyun clearly looked down on her husband’s family, and as the Shen Family had only one daughter, Shen Qiuyun, it was almost certain that Xu Zhihao would eventually end up having no distinction from someone who married into the Shen family.
Zhiyuan and Jiaojiao also had high pride, and if Uncle Xu’s family really had an issue, they would definitely run faster than rabbits.
"Sister-in-law, let’s not talk about this anymore."
Ji Ying changed the subject and talked about the Xu Family’s affairs, from initially being angry, she had now come to terms with it.
"I heard that your daughter Xiaohe is pregnant?" Xiong Xihua said with a smile, "Next autumn, you’ll be able to hold a grandson."
"A grandson or a granddaughter, all are good."
Ji Ying, bringing up this matter, had the corners of her eyes crinkle with joy. She didn’t believe in the preference for boys over girls; she loved them equally, whether Nianji’s child was a boy or a girl.
"I wish my daughter-in-law would give me another granddaughter," Xiong Xihua reminisced about her elder grandson and started yearning for a granddaughter. She said, "Ah, I shouldn’t keep you any longer, I need to head home. I made lion’s head meatballs today, I’ll have Xiaosong bring some over for you tonight."
"Sister-in-law, please don’t bother, you’ve already given enough with the bacon and sausages, I feel embarrassed to accept more," Ji Ying looked at Xiong Xihua’s homemade bacon and sausages, smelling their aromatic scent, and felt embarrassed to accept.
"It’s just a bit of food, it’s not worth much."
Xiong Xihua smiled and left. If it wasn’t for Ji Ying taking her to work at the factory, how could she earn forty dollars a month?
This year during the New Year, she felt happier than in previous years.
No sooner had Xiong Xihua left, Zhang Meixiang and Liu Xiaoxiu, who were Cai Feng’s mother and Yao Gen’s mother, respectively, came over together, as if they had planned it. Zhang Meixiang brought canned fruit, and Yao Gen’s mother brought malted milk.
"Just in time to nourish your daughter Xiaohe’s body, next year she can give you a big, chubby grandson," Yao Gen’s mother said laughingly as she handed over the items to Ji Ying.
Ji Ying said she wouldn’t accept them, but they looked almost offended.
Besides them, others from the factory, where they had worked previously, all brought some gifts, which included snacks and fruits.
This kindness left Ji Ying quite moved.
"Mom, just accept it peacefully, it’s not something too valuable. If you don’t accept, they might worry," Xu Nianhua said smilingly. In the past six months, she had clearly noticed Ji Ying looking younger than before, because she no longer needed to do heavy labor, and also having something to look forward to made her life much more comfortable and naturally made her feel younger.
"Even if they hadn’t brought these gifts, as long as they work well, I wouldn’t stop them from working," Ji Ying was very satisfied with the current workforce at the factory: they were neat and agile, hardworking, and not troublesome — such good employees were more than satisfactory for Ji Ying.
"Mom, let’s not dwell on this. Look at the fabric we bought, how should we make the clothes?"
Xu Nianhua looked at the newly bought sewing machine and fabrics, eager to make several clothes, but she was helpless.
She admitted to knowing quite a lot, but making clothes was still something she hadn’t mastered.
Previously, in the Xu family, Liu Sanmei would never let a child like her touch a sewing machine, and it was even less likely in the Gu family.
"Ah, I wish I knew how to make clothes," Xu Nianhua sighed, thinking about the many time-travel and rebirth novels she had read. Why were those characters all capable of everything and yet she couldn’t make clothes?
Especially that book, "Rebirth in the Eighties: Sweet Wife Entices", the heroine’s sewing skills were simply amazing!