At this side, Jiang Jiangyu lowered her head and walked quickly out of the Big Courtyard, walking for two bus stops before finally breathing a sigh of relief when she saw no familiar faces under the bus stop sign nearby.
A bus wobbled to a stop, and without bothering to queue, she quickly got on. It was rush hour, people were crowded together, and she felt a surge of frustration.
After finally changing buses twice, spending an extra five cents, she returned safely, and it was already past seven in the evening.
Under the night sky, Jiang Jiangyu’s expression alternated between twisted and thoughtful, continuously changing. No one knew what she was thinking or what she had decided.
Fortunately, she didn’t encounter anyone on the way; the old men sitting farther away, enjoying the evening, were engrossed in their chess games. The darkness concealed all ugliness, and no one paid attention to outsiders.
As she pushed open the courtyard door, apart from the orange light in the living room, the sound of cicadas, and the croaking of frogs, it was unexpectedly quiet, and to Jiang Jiangyu’s surprise, nobody was home.
Aunt Lin heard the noise and emerged yawning from Mrs. Lin’s room.
Seeing her, Jiang Jiangyu asked, "Why isn’t anyone home? Do you know where they went?"
"After dinner, the old chief took them out together, but they didn’t say where they were going. Have you eaten? Should I cook something for you?"
Jiang Jiangyu wasn’t in the mood to eat. She shook her hand, "No need. You go rest, I’ll go accompany Mrs. Lin."
Yawning, Aunt Lin nodded gratefully and said, "I’ve cleaned up. Now that Mrs. Lin hasn’t slept yet, if she doesn’t feel sleepy at the usual time, she will wink at you three times with her right eye and you can feed her a pill. The medicine bottle is on her bedside table, don’t give her too much."
Jiang Jiangyu impatiently waved her hand for her to go rest and entered Mrs. Lin’s bedroom herself.
Smelling the sour scent in the air, Jiang Jiangyu approached the bed and watched Mrs. Lin open her eyes to glance at her, then tightly close them again. The contempt in those eyes made her suddenly laugh aloud.
Mrs. Lin opened her eyes to look at her.
As Jiang Jiangyu laughed, she suddenly covered her mouth, looking at Mrs. Lin, both sets of eyes meeting, and a sudden sorrow welled up within her, making her nose tingle. Remembering the days when she used to flatter and ingratiate herself in front of her, tears streamed down. Nowadays, she was fallen and didn’t need her to please her, but still longed for the past days.
Mrs. Lin looked at her in surprise. This second daughter-in-law, apart from being silly, was usually carefree but had never seen her cry so sadly. She tried to turn her head to look outside the door, but it was closed and she couldn’t see outside.
In desperation, Mrs. Lin kept winking at her. Why was she suddenly crying with her mouth covered? Did something happen to someone at home? Otherwise, why was no one around?
Jiang Jiangyu wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and said softly, "Mom, I have no one to discuss things with. What do you think our family should do? If only you hadn’t had a stroke, you could teach me.
Tonight, Dad and they have definitely gone to find someone for connections again. Big Brother hid his application report from Dad to go to another place, and it’s already approved. Once they leave, what will become of our Victory brothers? Better families don’t want to marry them, and those who aren’t good enough don’t match my sons..."
Mrs. Lin silently listened to her complaints, observing her expressions, noticing no hint of lying. Her gaze gradually grew colder.
"...Mom, when I heard what the two brothers said, I almost fainted. Since when have my sons been despised? A few years ago, how many families smiled and wanted to be related to us? Every year during New Year and first month of the lunar year, as soon as we returned, how many people brought their daughters to see you, eagerly wanting to marry the two brothers."
When Mrs. Lin heard her recounting what her grandsons said, she understood her husband’s intentions and closed her eyes tightly.
Abandon? Back then, she also cultivated her sons and grandsons with one hand. She didn’t expect her honest and straightforward husband to fully internalize it, and now he even learned to use tactics.
For the sake of offspring, he was willing to abandon his longtime wife. Great, just great! The good men she personally trained truly lived up to her judgment, becoming like each other subtly through influence.



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