Jiang Hua gave Yun Jiao a thumbs up and smiled, flattering her: "Da Lang’s wife is becoming more capable; now she’s associating with important people."
Yun Jiao found it amusing; an arrest officer could hardly be considered an important person. In her past life, her grandfather and uncle treated top leaders, and those were the real important people.
She smiled at Jiang Hua and turned to go inside.
This third uncle was quite the slippery character.
He had never openly criticized Yun Jiao, nor had he ever had a falling out with her, so they could still maintain a façade of civility.
At this moment, Mrs. Chen entered from outside, looking somewhat dazed. Yun Jiao called out to her, and she absentmindedly responded before heading back into the room.
Yun Jiao quickly returned to the kitchen to check on the steamed fleeceflower root.
She opened the ceramic jar inside the steamer to take a look; the black bean juice hadn’t been fully absorbed yet, so it needed more steaming.
Just as she was about to get up and leave, she suddenly heard Mrs. Chen’s voice from Jiang Youzhi’s room next door, "San Lang, there’s something, I, I don’t know how to handle it, can you give me some advice?"
Jiang Youzhi’s gentle voice sounded, "Speak, Mother."
Mrs. Chen hesitated for a moment before starting, "Earlier, I was chatting outside, and Aunt Huang from the Sun Family came over specifically and told me a lot."
"Basically, she was saying that her family’s second grandson Sun Jin hasn’t settled on a fiancée yet, and our Yun Jiao is a good girl."
Upon hearing that, Jiang Youzhi’s face fell, "What did you say, Mother?"
Mrs. Chen shook her head, "I didn’t say anything; she was just testing my reaction, so I pretended not to understand."
"I just thought that the Sun Family is wealthy, Aunt Huang is capable, and their household is harmonious. If Yun Jiao were to marry into their family, it could be a good match."
Before she could finish, Jiang Youzhi replied, "It might not necessarily be a good match."
"Her second son Sun Jin hasn’t studied and can’t even read; he’s merely a farmer. If Yun Jiao marries him, wouldn’t that be a grievance?"
Mrs. Chen half opened her mouth; her own Da Lang was also illiterate. Could this mean marrying Da Lang is a grievance for Yun Jiao too?
She pondered for a moment, indeed it was a grievance, especially since she married in as a remedy, and she was quite capable. Truly a big grievance.
Mrs. Chen suddenly realized that Jiang Youzhi hadn’t addressed Yun Jiao as "sister-in-law."
Thinking back, she seemed to have never heard him call Yun Jiao "sister-in-law."
Her eyes turned as she secretly glanced at Jiang Youzhi and softly said, "If you ask me, marrying Yun Jiao would be the best."
"Nowadays, this family relies entirely on Yun Jiao. If she marries, this family wouldn’t know what to do."
Jiang Youzhi pursed his lips, "Mother, you are wrong."
"As the saying goes, a woman’s first marriage follows her parents, the second follows her own choice. Yun Jiao should decide for herself whether she marries and who she marries."
"You can’t force her, and you shouldn’t keep her tied to this family just because we can’t do without her."
Mrs. Chen sighed, "I didn’t entirely mean that, I can’t bear to see Yun Jiao go. Besides, aren’t you two a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman..."
She noticed Jiang Youzhi’s odd expression and quickly stopped talking, "Well, forget it, I’ve said too much."
Yun Jiao heard Mrs. Chen push open the door and leave.
She remained seated in the kitchen, unmoving.
At this time, Ah Tie entered from outside with firewood on his back and said to Yun Jiao: "Miss, I know the method you told me; I’ll watch the fire, you should rest."
It was too late for Yun Jiao to stop him.
A coughing sound came from next door, where Jiang Youzhi was. Yun Jiao unkindly thought, did San Lang choke on his own saliva?