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Chapter 9

As soon as the grandson and grandson approached the braised pork stall, they heard Zhao Jin'er's cousin Zhu Zhu ask, "Mom, I heard Aunt Li next door say that today is the day when my sister will come home after three visits. Are you preparing vegetables for my sister and brother-in-law?"

Hearing Zhu Zhu's question, Zhao Jin'er and Mrs. Qin also pricked up their ears.

Unexpectedly, her aunt Jiang Cuilan immediately slapped Zhu Zhu on the head.

"Your sister is married to a tuberculosis man. How can you let them come back and give you the disease? Besides, Mrs. Qin bought your sister as a wedding bride, will she be let back? From now on, she will treat her as if she is not a child bride.

This sister is not my biological child anyway. Well, it’s a pity that no one is doing the work at home!”

Zhao Jin'er's heart felt cold for a while. Her aunt actually knew that Qin Muxiu was ill and only hid it from her.

For eight taels of silver, he didn't care whether she would become a widow early.

Mrs. Qin was so angry that her face turned pale. Who is this?

This is my biological aunt!

I wanted to go up and scold Jin Yatou, but I was afraid of embarrassing her, so after much deliberation I decided to pull her aside to avoid it.

It might as well be noticed by Zhu Zhu’s sharp eyes, “Sister!”

When Jiang Cuilan heard the sound, she immediately turned around and saw Zhao Jin'er standing with an old woman. She immediately felt disgusted and didn't even bother to say hello.

Just as he was about to pull the pillar away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two large pork belly knives in Zhao Jin'er's hand.

Why is this girl carrying two swords of meat?

Is that old lady from the Qin family?

He secretly took a look at the basket on Zhao Jin'er's back. Oh my goodness, there was oily osmanthus cake, white flowers of fine sugar, and there seemed to be red dates and melon seeds in it.

Isn’t this the refreshment you prepare when you return home?

Could it be that you want to bring it to the Zhao family?

Jiang Cuilan swallowed her saliva, immediately changed her face to a smile, and stepped forward to grab Zhao Jin'er.

"Look at the look in my eyes, isn't this our Jinya! Jinya, you don't know how much my aunt misses you these days! Without you, the family always feels empty, and my aunt can't help wiping her tears every night!"

If it weren't for what she said just now, Mrs. Qin and Zhao Jin'er would have been conquered by her acting skills.

Seeing her acting coyly at this moment made both the grandma and grandson feel a little nauseous.

After all, Zhao Jin'er had a tender face and thought that her aunt was just showing off to Mrs. Qin, so she lowered her head and picked at her feet without saying anything.

But Mrs. Qin could tell at a glance that Jiang Cuilan had set her sights on the tea snacks and pork belly.

Due to her identity as an in-law, she couldn't ignore her, "She's my aunt, I think. Jin Yatou has been thinking about her parents' family these days too!"

Jiang Cuilan wiped the corners of her eyes without any tears.

"Is this my in-laws' grandma? Matchmaker Sun is not fooling you. Look at the material of your clothes. They are much better than our rags. Oh, you've even cut your flesh. Our family hasn't heard of it for more than half a year.

It tastes too meaty.”

Although Old Mrs. Qin looked down on her greedy look, she thought that this was the only good thing, so she gave her the homecoming gift of Three Dynasties. From then on, Jin Yatou completely drew a clear line with the Zhao family.

He said, "Today it's Jin Yatou Three..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jin'er suddenly clutched his chest and coughed non-stop. In a moment, his cheeks were red and he was out of breath. Everyone squatted on the ground.

Old Mrs. Qin was so frightened that she quickly went to help her, "Girl Jin, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Jin'er had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat and said vaguely, "My throat is dry and itchy. It's been like this since I was in the same room as Asiu the day before yesterday. I even vomited a mouthful of blood this morning."

As he spoke, he winked at the old lady.

Mrs. Qin was so shrewd that she immediately understood what Zhao Jin'er meant.

This girl!

It looks silly, but it makes sense!

Since Jin Yatou herself doesn't want her aunt to take advantage of her, she shouldn't blame her old lady for not giving face to her in-laws.

Who doesn’t know how to act?

Mrs. Qin immediately rubbed her neck and started coughing.

"Ahem! There's no way. Everyone in the family has this common problem. Since you married into Lao Qin's family, it's inevitable that you will vomit blood. You'll get used to it after vomiting. Ahem!"

Mrs. Qin was getting older, and she had a few mouthfuls of old phlegm in her throat. She coughed and vomited at the same time, which frightened Jiang Cuilan and took several steps back while protecting the pillar.

Good guy, this tuberculosis is really serious. I started coughing like this just two days after I entered the hospital!

Zhao Jin'er stood up holding the corner of the wall and said with a white face, "Auntie, today is the day when I come home from three dynasties. Ah Xiu is too sick to get out of bed. The healthiest thing in the family is her milk. Do you mind if she accompanies me back to her parents' home?"

?”

Jiang Cuilan waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no! There's no need to go back! The whole family is so weak, so you better go back and take care of us. Don't run anywhere, especially don't run to the Zhao family."

Zhao Jin'er turned to the meat in his hand and coughed twice, "Then you can take this meat back. This is a new idea of ​​the Qin family."

Jiang Cuilan has always been greedy for that meat, but just now Zhao Jin'er coughed twice, how dare she ask for it.

"Farewell, farewell. There are many sick people in your family. Let's take it back to recuperate our health. Just treat it as a gift from me to my in-laws."

Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes secretly, this girl is so cheeky!

Seeing that her aunt refused to ask for meat, Zhao Jin'er looked sad and went to unpack the basket again, "Then you can take these refreshments back, ahem! It's my husband's wish after all, ahem!"

"No, no, no, you can take it home to eat. Your uncle has no one to take care of you at home. I won't chat with you anymore. See you later!"

After Jiang Cuilan finished speaking, she hugged the pillar and ran away, fearing that her grandfather and grandson would spit on the half a pound of pig head meat they gave her.

Looking at the retreating figure of her aunt and cousin, Zhao Jin'er bit her lip tightly, but felt relieved in her heart.

My aunt was right, she was sold for eight taels of silver, and from now on she will be treated as if she does not have that natal family.

"Bring the milk and cakes back to Miaomiao to eat slowly. Let's make the meat into bacon for the Chinese New Year."

Seeing her distinguishing right from wrong like this, Mrs. Qin was pleased, but also a little uncomfortable:

No matter how hard and tiring it is to be in her natal family, a married woman will regard her natal family as her roots. Aunt Jin Yatou’s words uprooted her roots.

"Girl Jin, Lao Qin's family will be your home from now on!"

Zhao Jin'er's eyes were filled with soreness, "I know that since I was little, except for my father, my mother has been the best to me."

Mrs. Qin lost no time in trying to improve the couple's relationship, "Ah Xiu cares about you too. He is just in poor health and can't do many things by himself, but I believe he will get better and your future will be prosperous!"

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When mentioning Ah Xiu, Zhao Jin'er thought of something, "Hey, they all said that Ah Xiu has tuberculosis, but after listening to his cough for two days, it turns out it's not tuberculosis, it's just a more serious asthma attack."
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