Wedding Night in 1980: the Soft Wife Wins by Lying Down in Space

Wang Chunhua's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

Xiang Weiguo's expression also changed: "Father, did you hear something outside?"

"You don't need to hear about it, just use your brains to think about it, Xiao Jiang and the others make money just like this, does it make those poor people feel better?" He touched the dry tobacco and started to smoke it again.

The youngest son, Xiang Shuzhi, was the quickest to understand what he meant: "There are people who hate people, but people who laugh at them don't, I understand. The life of my sister and brother-in-law is getting better and better, and there will inevitably be people who are jealous behind their backs, and there may be many people guessing behind their backs." How much money can my sister earn? At this time, I really can't be too public, and accidents are easy to happen."

"Our girl earns money with her own skills, so what if she spends it in a high-profile way?"

Wang Chunhua muttered unconvinced.

But after all, she also became worried: "I'll go find her after dinner and have a chat with her. She can't float."

"Go talk to her, Xiao Jiang may be worried about this, so she uses other excuses." Xiang Laogen put the pipe aside, and sighed leisurely, "Actually, Xiao Jiang thinks quite comprehensively. Yes, it’s better to prepare now than to have an accident later.”

Wang Chunhua also nodded: "After listening to you, it seems that you really need to pay attention, but I don't think it should be a big deal. The young couple usually pay attention, and they are not ostentatious people."

After the whole family discussed it, Xiang Laogen took Jiang Sui aside while watching a movie the next night, and chatted with him about it.

The general content is nothing more than feeling that they have been too eye-catching recently, so they should keep a low profile.

Jiang Sui listened carefully, several times wanted to ask his father-in-law to come to the house, and directly persuaded Bai Wei to go.

But Xiang Laogen felt that this was a matter between the young couple after all, and it would be better for them to discuss it themselves.

After all, if the elderly take care of everything, it is easy to make young people feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Xiang Laogen didn't intend to force Xiang Baiwei to order, Jiang Sui felt regretful and had to choose another method.

But these words suggested to Lao Gen gave him another way of thinking.

On the other side, after listening to Wang Chunhua's chanting, Xiang Baiwei sat on the rock and watched a movie, feeling very upset.

Chi Kunli next to her quickly found out that something was wrong with her: "What's the matter with you today? Why are you so listless?"

"Don't mention it, watch a movie, I don't want to talk about it." Xiang Baiwei waved his hand weakly, resting his chin on his hand, and seriously watched the movie on the big screen in the distance.

The next day, Xiang Baiwei, who was persuaded to keep a low profile, stood in the courtyard and observed the house while eating at noon.

Jiang Sui put down his chopsticks, got up and chased him out: "If you don't eat well, sit at the table, why are you running around the yard with a bowl? You see that I can't eat?"

Xiang Baiwei gave him a blank look, wanted to nod but stopped abruptly.

Guessing that she was unhappy, Jiang Sui deliberately had nothing to say: "This house seems a bit old, do you want to change the tiles?"

"It's better not to change it. My mother said that the two of us are too conspicuous now. We should live a simple life. Being too flamboyant will cause people to gossip." Xiang Baiwei pouted depressedly, "But I earned all that money for What’s the point of making money if you can’t spend it if you improve your life?”

"You can spend it if you want," Jiang Sui said, "Anyway, if our work is poor, outsiders may not believe it. It is very eye-catching, so my father-in-law and mother-in-law are worried."

Xiang Baiwei sighed lightly: "Although what my parents said makes sense, I don't really want to hear it. As you said, it's already eye-catching enough anyway, I'm not afraid to be more eye-catching."

With Jiang Sui's intact left hand, he clenched his fist behind his back: "You still want to build a supplementary room?"

"That's right, it's convenient for us to live in a separate room." Xiang Baiwei nodded lightly, "If people are jealous, then go be jealous. It's a mediocrity not to be jealous."

After finishing speaking, Xiang Baiwei went into the room and quickly grilled the rice.

After eating, she took out another blank piece of paper and scribbled on it to settle accounts and write plans.

Jiang Sui, who was reading next to him, couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and leaned over to take a few glances: "Are you planning to start construction now?"

"You know mine, you have to do whatever you want right away," Xiang Baiwei kept writing without looking up, "it happens that a few payments will arrive these days, and the connection can be seamless, big brother's wedding room Let’s start working with our house.”

Looking at the energetic Xiang Baiwei, Jiang Sui's heart ached.

But he couldn't clearly express his objection, which would definitely push Xiang Baiwei further.

Jiang Sui looked at his hand, the wound on it was neither broken nor sutured, and it has almost recovered in just a week.

I must stop her thoughts as soon as possible.

This morning, Xiang Baiwei took off the gauze and prepared to change the dressing. Looking at the wound that had grown up, she was delighted: "Your hand is finally healed!"

Jiang Sui looked at the newly grown flesh, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and then solemnly thanked her: "It's been hard for you these days, but fortunately you are here."

"It's just a little thing, you don't need to be so polite to me, and you have helped me a lot." Xiang Baiwei twisted the medicine bottle and jar, and put away the gauze, "Then I went back to the small workshop? alive."

"Go ahead."

After Xiang Baiwei left, Jiang Sui sat in the room for a long time, then got up and packed a small bag of light luggage.

After cleaning up, she ran to the workshop, found Xiang Baiwei who was working, and dragged her out: "I just received a notice to go back to the second machinery factory to help, and it may take several days to come back."

Xiang Baiwei was thinking about the unfinished work at hand, and nodded perfunctorily: "Then you pay attention to safety, don't get hurt again, don't worry at home, I can take care of it, just take care of yourself."

"It's your business. I don't worry about the dog or anything else. But I don't worry about you living at home alone. Why don't you go back to your mother's house for a few days. By the way, your eldest brother is getting married soon. You and He discussed some things about the marriage, as well as the wedding room." Jiang Sui looked at Xiang Baiwei with a worried face, and babbled.

Xiang Baiwei thinks that Jiang Sui is very strange, every time he is not at home, he either asks Chi Kunli to accompany her, or sends him back to her mother's house.

"I'm so old, it's fine to live alone, and you lived alone before!" Xiang Baiwei felt that he was making a fuss, "Don't worry, there are two dogs at home, and they live next door. With Chi Kunli, nothing will happen."

Jiang Sui was full of displeasure: "No, I don't worry, you either go back to your mother's house, or I come back every night."