She originally wanted to use 3,000 yuan to buy jade for Bi Laosan, but now she couldn't afford it at all.
Fifteen thousand and sixty thousand are not enough, why would you like her three thousand?
She called Xiao Liu to drive over and took Bi Laosan and Bi Fuman to the train station.
Bi Fuman was sitting by the window. Seeing Xia Qingyuan still standing below and looking at them with a look of reluctance, he couldn't help but said to Bi Laosan: "Old man, is she your daughter you left behind outside?"
Bi Laosan: "..."
He raised his hand and said, "What are you talking nonsense about?"
Bi Fuman covered his head and hid while saying: "That's right, you probably won't be able to give birth to such a beautiful daughter like this."
Bi Laosan couldn't help but laughed angrily: "Am I ugly?"
Bi Fuman grimaced: "You said this yourself, I didn't."
Bi Laosan sighed: "I would like to have a daughter like this, who is affectionate, kind and smart."
Strangely enough, when he saw Xia Qingyuan, he felt an inexplicable intimacy. He didn't know if it was the fate they had formed in their previous life.
Therefore, he cleverly gave her the fine jade bracelet that he had finally obtained with great difficulty.
She still felt in her heart that the jade bracelet should be hers.
As the train whistle sounded, he waved to Xia Qingyuan outside the train window. Looking at her earnest eyes, he couldn't help but blush.
When Bi Fuman saw this, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "You also said she's not your daughter."
Xia Qingyuan also ran with the train, but she shouted to Bi Fuman: "Junior brother, be careful not to let Master smoke too much. When it's cold, remind him to wear an extra pair of pants!"
Bi Fuman waved his hand coolly, indicating that he understood.
He blew upward: "Old man, does she know you love smoking and have cold legs?"
Bi Laosan was not sure either: "She must have guessed."
Bi Fuman made a "cut" sound, turned over, and turned his back to Bi Laosan: "Let's see how long you deny it."
Bi Laosan murmured to himself: "Could it be that I really have a daughter?"
So which one was born?
Yunxi?
Or Caijiao?
It can’t be Cuihua, right?
Thinking of this, Bi Laosan couldn't help but shudder.
*
Xia Qingyuan said goodbye to Bi Laosan and Bi Fuman, and went straight home to cook instead of going back to the old street.
As soon as I put the rice in the pot, Gong Lianxin's call came.
Gong Lianxin first talked about the situation at home these days, and then talked about the scene when the Zhang family came to pick up Xia Sitong.
"You didn't see that the Zhang family's brother-in-law took Tongtong's arm and left, not caring whether it hurt her or not.
Tongtong didn't want to and was so frightened that she cried. Zhang Yujiao stood aside and said nothing.
Mom’s heart is so tight that she can’t bear to let go.”
The adults cried, the children cried too, and the other three children cried together when they saw it.
Not to mention Wang Ping, who raised Xia Sitong with her own hands, even her as an aunt felt uncomfortable looking at her.
Gong Lianxin continued: "Uncle Zhang also said that if we miss Tongtong, we should visit her more often and buy her some gifts."
Speaking of this, Gong Lianxin showed a look of disdain: "I said that I usually don't care about it, but why do I want Tongtong so well? It turns out that was the idea! How shameless!"
Xia Qingyuan raised her eyebrows: "It's okay, just ignore them.
Just do whatever you want, if it doesn’t work, you can bring Tongtong back for two days after a while.”
You can't continue to be sucked by their family because of Tongtong, just like you haven't been divorced, right?
Gong Lianxin talked about going to the provincial capital again: "After this time, your eldest brother is not so resistant to going to the provincial capital.
On the contrary, my parents are even less willing to go."
As a daughter-in-law, she could guess some of Xia Youming and Wang Ping's thoughts.
Now because of the incident between Zhang Yu'e and Zhang Yujiao, Wang Ping is completely separated from Xia Qingyuan.
When I go to the provincial capital again, I cannot avoid having to deal with Xia Qingyuan frequently.
The rift between mother and daughter has not yet been repaired, and Wang Ping cannot possibly nod.
Now that Zhang Yujiao is not in the Xia family, if the couple leaves with their children, only the old couple and Xia Siyan will be left. Naturally, Xia Jingyue will not feel comfortable leaving.
So, things have come full circle and seem to be a dead end again.
Xia Qingyuan understood that Gong Lianxin was hesitant to speak.
She mused: "If you and your eldest brother want to come over, I can help you find a house farther away.
If dad can’t persuade me, I’ll talk to him then.”
In the words, Wang Ping has been automatically filtered.
Gong Lianxin noticed the disappointment in Xia Qingyuan's tone, and she hurriedly said: "There is so much land at home, and my parents can't let go of it for a while.
After the New Year, your elder brother and I will try to persuade them."
Xia Qingyuan did not force herself and responded: "Okay."
She knew that not only Wang Ping didn't know how to face her, but she herself didn't know how to get along with Wang Ping.
There is an old saying, "Everyone in the world has bad parents." But she doesn't agree with it.
Filial piety has been advocated since ancient times, but sometimes, filial piety can crush people to death.
After being hurt so many times, she couldn't be free from grudges.
Every hurt Wang Ping gave her was like driving a nail into a door. After a long time, or Wang Ping gave her another sweet date later, she would pull out the nail.
She is so easily satisfied with maternal love and forgets the hurt easily.
But one day she discovered that even if the nails were pulled out, the scars left by the nails could not be erased.
These things can be written off regardless of whether she has forgiven or forgotten them.
Xia Qingyuan stood up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and then returned to the kitchen to cook.
She thought, that's it.
She will still respect her, but she will not open her heart to her again.
*
At night, Xia Qingyuan lay on the bed, tilting her legs back and looking at her account book with a bitter and resentful expression.
Shen Yizhou couldn't help but feel cute.
He walked over and sat down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xia Qingyuan put down the notebook, pursed her lips and wailed: "My master thinks I am poor!"
He looked aggrieved, obviously struck by Bi Laosan.
Shen Yizhou took her notebook, scanned the contents, and said, "You have earned more than 10,000 yuan in more than half a year, which is already very good.
You are still young and still have a lot of time.
By then, I'm afraid you will dislike the smell of copper."
Xia Qingyuan shook her head: "No, I definitely won't. Who would think it's too much money?"
Seeing that she was full of life when talking about money, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm afraid I'm marrying a little money-lover."
Xia Qingyuan turned around, lay on her back on the bed, and pulled his face: "Yes, yes, it's a pity that I can't regret it."
Shen Yizhou's big palm covered hers, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened: "You are so kind, how can I regret it."
With that said, he took her hand and said: "Daughter-in-law, I will be 26 next month."
Xia Qingyuan nodded: "So, what gift do you want?"
She originally planned to go to Yangcheng again after moving to the provincial capital, and then pick out a birthday gift for Shen Yizhou.
Shen Yizhou approached her: "I mean, I'm not young anymore."
Xia Qingyuan: "So?"
Shen Yizhou: "After I finish this review, let's have a baby."