The baby started crying loudly, and Sun Chan quickly rocked the baby, smiling, "It’s okay, darling, don’t cry."
The baby soon stopped crying. Yang Hongying, who was in the next room, was asleep and didn’t hear a thing.
Wang Guihua was completely stunned, being so close yet failing to react!
If the baby had fallen to the ground, it wouldn’t have been good.
Her face looked terrible as she looked at Sun Chan, not knowing what to say.
Sun Chan didn’t get angry either. She smiled and placed the baby on the bed, "Auntie, you weren’t scared, were you? The baby is fine, don’t worry." She then went back to picking green beans.
There wasn’t any intention of blaming her.
Wang Guihua breathed a sigh of relief and sat to watch the baby. She chatted with Sun Chan about so household matters and took childcare a bit more seriously. Better not have Sun Chan rescue again, right?
By the ti Gu Juntao ca back, Sun Chan had already finished cooking: braised at with beans, stead egg, and a winter lon soup.
He greeted his mother while changing his shoes, "Mom, you’re here?"
Wang Guihua responded with a mmh and showed little emotion, "I ca to see things, your wife is sleeping. Wash your hands and eat."
"Alright, I’ll check on the baby first." Gu Juntao smiled, went in, picked up the baby, and entered Yang Hongying’s room.
Wang Guihua thought to herself, he said it nicely, but he’s eager to see his wife.
Sun Chan, carrying her bag, went to bid farewell to the Gu Juntao couple, "You guys eat, I have to go back now."
"Why are you leaving now? Stay and eat with us?" Gu Juntao said anxiously, "You’re not our servant, cooking for us and then leaving."
Sun Chan smiled, "I’ll go back to eat with Gu Junming, it’s ti for to leave. Otherwise, I’ll miss a bus."
Gu Juntao quickly escorted her out, waiting until Sun Chan got on the bus and left before returning.
Seeing his wife comforting the baby on the sofa and Wang Guihua sitting at the dining table waiting, she prompted him to eat imdiately, "You’ve been delayed long enough, don’t starve, it’s been a busy day."
"I’m alright, Hongying, next ti just eat first, don’t wait for , or you’ll get a stomachache." He went to wash his hands.
Wang Guihua’s expression darkened, thinking to herself that Yang Hongying did nothing everyday just lying down, so why should she eat first? But feeling a bit guilty, she dared not say more. Yang Hongying avoided looking at her mother-in-law, knowing nothing she did would satisfy her.
The three of them ate at the table, now that the baby could eat a little solid food, Yang Hongying gave her so porridge.
Nannan wanted to eat the stead egg, staring at it and babbling.
But Wang Guihua, filled with anger, lowered her eyes and ate all the stead egg without giving any to the child.
After finishing, Wang Guihua prepared to leave. Seeing Gu Juntao tidying up the dishes, she said, "Hongying, wash the dishes. Gu Juntao works all day and is tired too. Don’t rely on him for everything."
Before Yang Hongying could respond, Gu Juntao said, "I had a day of etings at work and didn’t do much, I need to move around a bit, Yang Hongying is still sick, let’s let her rest for a couple of days, mom, don’t worry."
He swiftly gathered the dishes to wash them in the kitchen.
Yang Hongying couldn’t be bothered to deal with her mother-in-law and said she needed to change the baby’s diaper, then took the baby back to their room.
With Nannan having stared so long at the stead egg, it was unfair not to give her any. If she didn’t want to start an argunt, Yang Hongying would have made so herself. Not wanting to escalate things, she decided not to give face to Wang Guihua anymore.
Filled with anger, Wang Guihua glared at Yang Hongying’s room before saying she was leaving and hurried out angrily. The door slamd shut with a bang.
Gu Juntao sighed in the room, rubbing his forehead, lanting his fate!
The relationship between his mother and wife had deteriorated to this point. He couldn’t keep his mother from leaving, and perhaps he should let his father know to stop sending her over. Otherwise, their days wouldn’t get any better. Fortunately, Yang Hongying was kind. When he finished his tasks and went to her, she didn’t excessively bla him; otherwise, things would have worsened.
Yang Hongying rocked her daughter and said to Gu Juntao, "What do you think if I talk to Sun Chan and take so work ho to do?"
"What kind of work?"
"Clothes." Yang Hongying smiled, "I’ve learned sewing since I was young. We have a sewing machine at ho, don’t we? I talked to Sun Chan about this, and for each garnt I make, I can earn three RMB for labor. I’ll just fetch the pre-cut fabric panels and sew them together. It’s just a little money-making venture with so investnt, and the rest of the earnings are mine. Once I finish, I can deliver it for paynt. I can earn so money while taking care of the kids at ho, which is great." This is piecework; you earn as much as you make.
Having heard about the porridge from Sun Chan, Yang Hongying was intrigued. Though her sewing speed wasn’t fast, she could complete one piece a day. If she had more ti, she might make two, which could add up to over a hundred per month.
With that much money, their days could improve. Buying calcium tablets and clothes for the child would be more manageable.
But Gu Juntao wasn’t keen, "That seems too tiring. My salary is enough for our expenses; we don’t need yours. Just take care of the child at ho."
"It’s fine," Yang Hongying smiled, "Does anyone ever complain about having too much money? I think we should cultivate Nannan properly, have her learn singing, dancing, and painting. These all require money; don’t you want to save a bit more? Just listen to , and together we can make life better."
Gu Juntao had no choice but to agree, but he instructed Yang Hongying that she could only make one item a day at most.
"If our family reaches the point where you have to work yourself to the bone, it’s not worth living anymore. Besides, Nannan is still young, and it’ll be a few years before expenses increase. I’ll save up in the anti, and your job is to take care of her; the money-making part is on ."
"Got it," Yang Hongying smiled, "I suddenly feel like life has a direction now. People really say that money is the best way to stay confident."
Gu Juntao hugged his wife and kissed her, "Alright, my little money-grubber, it’s late, let’s sleep. I’ve been missing you these couple of days."
"Seeing every day and still missing ?"
"I just miss you. Even if I see you every day, I’ll still miss you."
"Smooth talker." Yang Hongying blushed, giving Gu Juntao a playful glare yet couldn’t help but smile. The couple’s relationship full of honey-like sweetness made them feel good seeing each other, easing their mood significantly.
Wang Guihua returned ho fuming, wanting to discuss how unfilial her daughter-in-law was with her husband, only to find him packing a bag in the living room, with various daily necessities placed on the table.
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