Fang Pingying saw him running around for a property title and smiled, "Why don’t you just register it under your na? Why bother running back and forth?"
"It’s different, my family has a lot of ssy issues, it’s better not to stir up this trouble." Luo Zhiyong ant that if Zhou Yuni at ho found out that he bought a house in the city, who knows what she would sche.
Luo Zhiyong had considered it already, saying it was Fang Pingying’s would at least impose so restraints on them.
To put it bluntly, if one day she insisted on squatting here, at least Fang Pingying could say it was her house and she could ask her to leave anyti.
Listening to him say this, Fang Pingying didn’t say much either, partly because she shared the sa worries about her family.
And after experiencing many things in her forr life, she had seen through many issues. Even between husband and wife, until the day they grew old together, nothing in the future was certain. Registering the property title in her na was not wrong either.
Because Fang Pingying was heavily pregnant and the weather was not good, they didn’t bother to decorate the house much as they were eager to move in.
Fang Pingying bought so furniture, and on a weekend when Luo Zhiyong was free, they moved in.
The three-room one-hall apartnt was much more spacious than the houses in the large courtyard area; besides, here they didn’t need to be mindful of influencing others like back at the courtyard.
This was their own ho, and Fang Pingying could buy whatever she wanted, she also bought a lot of additional things on the day they moved in.
She first added a complete set of furniture for the new house, then a sewing machine and a bicycle, thinking that these were necessities for the ho, Fang Pingying bought them all at once.
As for the appliances, Fang Pingying didn’t buy all of them, just a refrigerator and a 14-inch television.
With these two, Fang Pingying could stay at ho for days, cooking and passing ti.
On the night of the move, according to custom, they had to invite so relatives and friends for a al.
Since the two of them didn’t have many relatives or friends here, they just invited Juzi and his wife, as well as Hong Lan and Qiu Lian.
Originally hesitating whether to invite Luo Zhiming, but recalling how Luo Zhiming last ti instigated Zhou Yuni to co asking her for money, Fang Pingying imdiately dismissed the idea.
One reason was that she was still upset.
Moreover, if Luo Zhiming knew that she could afford to buy a house here, who knows what sches he would co up with. Later, along with Zhou Yuni, they would probably be scheming about her belongings every day. Better to keep it hidden if possible, to avoid trouble.
Although they invited people for a al, because Fang Pingying had a near miscarriage a few days ago and had been busy moving recently, Luo Zhiyong was worried about her getting tired and didn’t allow her to exert herself.
In the end, it was Qiu Lian who took charge of the cooking, while Luo Zhiyong and Luo Honglan helped in the kitchen, and Huang Lin was also sent out to buy things from ti to ti.
In the living room, only Juzi and Pingying, who were pregnant, were left idling.
Juzi’s belly was already over three months pregnant, and when she lifted her thick outer clothes, you could vaguely see her belly slightly protruding.
Fang Pingying touched her belly and asked with a smile, "How have you been recently, staying at your mom’s place all the ti?"
Juzi touched her own belly, her face beaming with the proud smile of a soon-to-be mother, "Yeah, the weather’s been bad, and my mom doesn’t feel comfortable with running around, so I’ve been sitting at ho. Usually, it’s only on weekends that Huang Lin visits my mom’s place."
"How about Mrs. Huang Lin, has she been visiting lately?" Fang Pingying didn’t know when Huang Lin had sent his mother back, but she hadn’t heard anything from Luo Zhiyong lately.
Speaking of Huang Lin’s mother, Juzi whispered to Fang Pingying, "She hasn’t, and it’s odd. The old lady ca to see once before going back last ti. She looked really happy that day, smiling like a flower, and was very polite at my mother’s place, as if she was certain in her heart that there’s definitely a grandson in my belly."
Fang Pingying knew about this from Luo Zhiyong; Huang Lin had tricked his mother into going back last ti by convincing her that Juzi was surely carrying a boy, so the old lady went back ho easily.
However, for Juzi and her husband’s relationship, Fang Pingying didn’t tell the truth, only smiling and saying, "As long as she doesn’t create trouble, it’s good. You just peacefully nurture your child, no matter if it’s a girl or a boy."
"Right, that’s what I said, too." Juzi said, and then chuckled with a sigh, "But really, the days of pregnancy are not easy at all. Not having to work, just eating and sleeping at ho every day. My mom keeps making delicious food, look, I’ve gained a whole circle in just a few months."
Fang Pingying glanced at her and teasingly scolded, "You really don’t know how fortunate you are. Look at , not only do I not have my mother by my side to take care of , but I also have to look after the shop. I do wish for days where I could just eat and sleep."
"Oh, where’s your sister? Didn’t she help out here before?" Juzi knew about Fang Pingying’s near miscarriage incident before and looked at her worriedly, "If there were three people working in the shop besides you, it would be about right, and you could relax a lot."
"She’s not working anymore, she went back ho." Fang Pingying’s face darkened as she ntioned Fang Xiu.
Juzi was puzzled, "What happened, isn’t this the ti when you need help the most, why send her back ho?"
"She made a mistake, I scolded her a few words, and she went ho." Fang Pingying naturally didn’t want to bring up the issues with other n, so she lightly glossed over Juzi’s question.
Juzi responded, "Oh," and after a pause, she continued with a smile, "Sister, don’t bla for being blunt, but I think your sister isn’t quite like you, not just in looks but her personality is far different too. I feel her temper isn’t very good, and she doesn’t work very hard, in appearance, she’s not as decent as Honglan."
"Yes, she was spoiled at ho." Fang Pingying nodded, "Before we married into the Luo Family, she did nothing at ho. My family always coddled her."
"That’s strange, how co you know how to do everything." Juzi had interacted with Fang Pingying for a long ti, and had rarely heard her ntion her family, so she was always curious, "And now that you’re pregnant and have a house, why hasn’t your parents said anything about coming to take care of you?"
Juzi hadn’t asked before, and Fang Pingying hadn’t ntioned it, but now that it was brought up, she honestly said, "Actually, I’m not biologically born to the parents I have now, I was adopted by them, they certainly don’t treat as their own like Fang Xiu, so I don’t hope for them to co."
"I see, that explains it." Juzi didn’t know this side of the story, felt her earlier question was too abrupt, and a bit embarrassed, hurriedly smiled and changed the topic, "But now having Sister-in-law Qiulin’s help isn’t bad either. Sister Qiulin is capable and decent, and so is Honglan, you can rest easy and nurture your child."
"Yes, I’m confident with them looking after the shop."
The two chatted about family matters for a while when suddenly Huang Lin ca in from outside saying he wanted to change Juzi’s hot water bottle. Fang Pingying rembered a money-making idea she had, and pulling Juzi along she said, "Right, Juzi, I have a way to make so money, could you ask Uncle Zeng when you get back if he might be interested in joining?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to recomnd and vote for monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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