ng Yuhuai unconsciously frowned.
Things that Hua Xiaomai could think of were naturally even clearer in his heart, and he guessed that explaining to Old Madam ng would be troubleso, yet the matter was not easy to resolve.
If Tang Maolin had blatantly sought him out, hoping to find a job at the new house’s construction site to earn so money, he might have co up with many excuses to refuse. But his uncle, without any notice, joined the craftsn who had taken the job and surreptitiously turned up; he had already been working at the site for over half a month. According to Cheng Yong, he hadn’t made any mistakes. If he now turned him away without any reason, wouldn’t he be cruelly cutting off his own relative’s livelihood?
The relationships between relatives are indeed much more difficult to manage than all the miscellaneous affairs in the Escort Agency!
He had initially not wanted Hua Xiaomai to worry about this issue, but today she had inadvertently stumbled upon it. He didn’t know what to say for a mont. After a long pause, he spoke slowly with so difficulty, "I think, my uncle’s family might be having a hard ti too. He’s not without temper, considering the serious dispute we had with them before. If he had any other way, he probably wouldn’t be so insistent on earning money from our family..."
Having a hard ti? How could they be having a hard ti? Is that a joke?
Hua Xiaomai couldn’t help feeling a mix of laughter and tears.
Initially, when they had driven Tang Maolin’s family away, ng Yuhuai had given them so money, not much, just a few taels. Although it wasn’t enough for big expenses, it was enough for the family to live comfortably for half a year. As long as Tang Maolin was willing to work seriously, how could their life not go on?
If it were up to Hua Xiaomai, just based on the heart-wrenching words that Tang Maolin had said in front of Old Madam ng, she could have justifiably driven him away without leaving any face. But... after all, Tang Maolin was ng Yuhuai’s uncle. In these tis, public opinion could be crushing; how could she allow her own husband to bear the reputation of being "unjust"?
Sighing, she reached out to gently rub ng Yuhuai’s shoulder and said reluctantly in a low voice, "Alright, alright, I know it’s hard for you being caught in the middle. For now, we can only be a bit more tight-lipped and not let my mother-in-law find out about this, so as not to upset her. As for uncle, since I don’t get along with him, I won’t go and greet him. You have Cheng Yong look into the details, and when you have ti, you should also check in more often. Making sure the new house is being built securely and smoothly, that’s the main concern."
Fortunately, Old Madam ng was very busy these days, having to supervise the ten won shelling crabs at the shop every day. She should not have the ti to specifically visit the new house... right?
ng Yuhuai also knew that her words already amounted to a big retreat. While grateful, he also felt sowhat guilty, and thinking of Old Madam ng, even more so. He took his little wife’s hand and gently caressed it in his, remaining silent for a long ti.
Hua Xiaomai then asked, "By the way, do you know where my uncle, aunt, and cousin are now living in the city?"
"I didn’t ask," ng Yuhuai replied dully, shaking his head. "Neither you nor mother wishes to associate with them; what’s the use of asking?"
Hua Xiaomai nodded in agreent and didn’t inquire further.
Both felt that the matter was very troubling and didn’t want to dwell on it any longer. Sitting in silence for a while and seeing that it was getting late, they could only go to bed and rest for the night without another word.
...
It was unclear whether it was due to good luck or sothing else, but Old Madam ng, busy as she was day after day, had not discovered that Tang Maolin had been working and earning money at the new house she was building. For a long ti, the ng Family’s life was very peaceful.
The weather grew colder day by day, and winter had finally co to Fire Knife Village.
With her pregnancy approaching seven months, Hua Xiaomai felt heavy and walking beca gradually less convenient. Moving between ho and Daoxiang Garden every day, she inevitably felt so strain.
Everything else was bearable, but the most troubleso was her feet which easily swelled. Especially every night before bed, they puffed up like buns, leaving a depression with a press of a finger. On bad days, she couldn’t even fit into her shoes.
Old Madam ng could do nothing but curse for a while, yet her hands remained busy. It took her five to seven days to make two new pairs of shoes for her, padding them with a thick layer of cotton. They had a strong sole, yet stepping into them was still very soft, much more comfortable than before indeed.
"It should have been you making shoes for , but everything at our house seems to have been turned upside-down!" Old Madam ng stuffed the shoes into her hands indignantly and snapped, "Knowing your own condition, you should rest at ho peacefully. Do you think Daoxiang Garden can’t operate without you?"
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