novellhall Chapter 101 Don't say anything, pretend you don't know.
Chapter 101 Don't say anything, pretend you don't know.
Zhuang Qingxiang followed Jiang Weihai home.
On the way, he explained that after his wife passed away, his parents were worried about him and asked him to move back home, where he has lived ever since.
Zhuang Qingxiang envied him.
Not only do they have their own little family, but they can also come back to stay with their parents for extended periods.
After meeting Jiang Weihai's mother, Zhuang Qingxiang felt even more envious.
Jiang's mother was a very kind and amiable old lady, plump like Jiang Weihai, and looked like a blessed person.
Jiang's mother treated her very warmly, and showed no disdain for the two babies, even holding one of them and reluctant to let go.
"This child is so well raised."
Jiang's mother also praised her for having a blessed appearance.
"He's chubby and looks like a lucky person, just like the rest of my family."
"Mother!" Jiang Weihai called out urgently, "Quickly take out that piece of satin you hid and see if it's usable, it's urgent."
"What's the rush? Since you're here, sit a while longer. Have lunch at home. Don't run around. Your dad's there, the cafeteria won't be a mess." Jiang's mother glared at him, then smiled and invited Zhuang Qingxiang to stay for lunch, adding that she wanted to hold the two children a little longer.
Despite her words, Jiang's mother went inside and quickly took out a piece of light pink fabric, which was silk and felt even smoother than skin.
Zhuang Qingxiang hadn't seen such fine material since leaving the Zhuang family, and she was quite fond of it.
Seeing that she liked it, Jiang's mother smiled and her eyes narrowed: "I got this many years ago, and I've never seen anything so good in my life. I couldn't bear to use it, so I kept it. Do you think it's usable?"
It's definitely usable, but since the old lady likes it so much, Zhuang Qingxiang felt embarrassed to use it. So she said she would go to the county town to look around and maybe she could find a suitable material.
Jiang's mother immediately saw through her thoughts, and her smile became even more amiable, even changing how she addressed her.
"Qingxiang, don't be so polite with your aunt. This fabric... I've never known what to do with it. You'll find it useful, and it will make me proud."
"Yes, you should take it," Jiang Weihai advised. "That foreign expert can just leave like that. If he can't produce anything, our factory will lose face, and Director Lu will be in a difficult position."
Mentioning Lu Congyue, Zhuang Qingxiang bit her lip: "Alright then... but I only need a small piece to make a small ornament, I don't need this many."
After cutting a piece of satin, Zhuang Qingxiang expressed her gratitude profusely, which made Jiang's mother beam with joy. She held Zhuang Qingxiang's hand and told her that she liked her and that she should come to visit often.
Zhuang Qingxiang pondered what she could do to give to Jiang's mother, and she should give her money and tickets as well, because it wouldn't be right to take someone's beloved things for nothing.
Since she had taken someone else's things, she couldn't just leave, so Zhuang Qingxiang stayed a little longer. And then she agreed to stay for lunch.
Because Jiang's mother said she had heard that Jiang was a good cook and wanted to try her cooking.
The Jiang family has many cooks and no shortage of ingredients. Zhuang Qingxiang made two dishes and a soup, and also baked a few crispy and delicious fried pancakes.
Jiang Mu nodded repeatedly as she ate, saying it was delicious.
Jiang Weihai also thought it was delicious; it tasted just like home cooking, unlike the large-pot dishes made in the kitchen.
The chef doesn't actually want to cook at home; if the woman in the family had that skill, she'd be living a life of luxury.
When they were almost finished eating, Jiang's mother asked Qingxiang what her plans were for the future.
"Don't blame me for being blunt, but we're all women, and I know how tough life is. You're raising two kids all by yourself, without parents or siblings to help you, and no man to rely on. Life is going to be tough from now on. Do you have any plans?"
Jiang Weihai, who was standing nearby, immediately perked up his ears.
Zhuang Qingxiang smiled and said, "What other plans could I have? Just to raise the two kids well. There's always a way. Right now, I have food, drink, and a salary, don't I?"
Jiang's mother shook her head: "I know you're working as a nanny at Director Lu's house now, and you're also helping out at the canteen to earn some money. But don't blame me for telling the truth, it's all just a temporary measure. Director Lu's children need someone now, but they won't need them in a year or two. Or Director Lu might get married in a year or two, and then you won't be able to stay."
"As for the canteen, although my husband agreed, the factory leaders didn't approve. So I'm just a temporary worker, not even as good as a regular temporary worker. My livelihood could be gone in an instant... In the end, it's not as reliable as getting married."
Zhuang Qingxiang caught a glimpse of Jiang Weihai out of the corner of her eye; his neck was red.
It's hard not to understand what "ginger mother" really means.
Zhuang Qingxiang lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "Yes, it's not easy for anyone... Let's take it one step at a time. My husband has been dead for over a year, and I still miss him. I haven't thought about finding someone else. I just want to raise my two children well."
"That's true. It takes time for people to get over something that's just passed away. My Weihai took almost three years to get over his wife's passing. Sigh... it's not easy," Jiang's mother sighed. "But women are different from men. You should think about it more."
It must be said that Jiang's mother was a kind-hearted old lady. After saying these words, she didn't say anything more, nor did she try to force Jiang Weihai and Zhuang Qingxiang to be together.
Zhuang Qingxiang still liked Jiang Mu, so she thought she would go back and make some soft and easy-to-digest pastries for Jiang Mu to try.
On the way back to the factory, Jiang Weihai hesitated several times before speaking.
Zhuang Qingxiang pretended not to know.
She was very satisfied with her current life. If Jiang Weihai really brought it up and things got awkward between them, she wouldn't be able to continue working in the cafeteria and selling celebratory pastries, which would mean losing a large portion of her income.
Zhuang Qingxiang hoped that Jiang Weihai would say nothing and let her have some peace and quiet for a while, and that they could find another way to make a living later.
Fortunately, Jiang Weihai was a mild-mannered person and didn't say anything.
Back at the factory, Zhuang Qingxiang didn't go home. Instead, she went with Jiang Weihai to the canteen kitchen and asked him to bring Feng Wenhua over.
When Feng Wenhua arrived, Zhuang Qingxiang showed him the satin and explained her plans.
The fabric is small, only enough to make a desktop ornament about 20 centimeters in length and width.
She had already decided on the design: a cat.
When she delivered bread and cookies to Mr. Ross before, she saw him feeding a cat that had appeared out of nowhere. He also mentioned that he had once owned a pure white cat with beautiful, deep blue eyes. Once, when he went on a long trip, the cat was gone when he returned.
Zhuang Qingxiang is preparing to embroider a screen with a blue-eyed white cat.
Feng Wenhua didn't understand this, but it sounded good, so she told Zhuang Qingxiang to handle it.
Once the matter was settled, Zhuang Qingxiang took the child home. Time was of the essence, and she had to hurry.
After finishing her chores at home and preparing for the embroidery, Lu Congyue returned.
When he came in, Zhuang Qingxiang could tell he was in a bad mood with just a glance.
Although he still had that expressionless look, she knew it.
Zhuang Qingxiang hesitated for a moment, then chose not to walk into the line of fire.
After all, she hadn't provoked him these past two days.