Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 711



Chapter 711

When Xiaoxiang saw Song Ying and Luo Yanxing, her eyes suddenly lit up. She subconsciously wanted to walk towards them quickly, but her bulging belly slowed her down.

"Hey, slow down!" Song Ying exclaimed, and Luo Yanxing trotted forward and supported her.

"It's okay," Xiaoxiang smiled and held her hand, her face full of surprise, "Why are you here?"

Luo Yanxing returned her handshake and quickly glanced at her, roughly confirming that she was fine before saying, "I'm getting married on the eighth of next month. I'm here to give you the wedding invitation."

"Next month?" Xiaoxiang was equally surprised. Perhaps because of the presence of Madam Gong and the others, she didn't ask further questions. Instead, she smiled and said, "This is a great joyous event!"

Madam Gong suddenly interrupted, looking Luo Yanxing up and down: "Who is this girl?"

Song Ying frowned. They had already revealed their identities to the doorman and had been traveling with Madam Gong all the way. Yan Xing was such a big living person that Madam Gong should have been able to see him even if she was blind. Even if the doorman had neglected to introduce Yan Xing to her, she should have asked beforehand.

Obviously, she completely ignored Yan Xing.

This Mrs. Gong is really arrogant.

Luo Yanxing ran two shops and had encountered all kinds of customers. He didn't even frown at this slight, and said loudly, "I'm a junior of the Luo family, and I'm also Xiaoxiang's close friend."

Song Ying suppressed her annoyance and added, "The three of us were born in the same year and have been close since childhood, just like real sisters."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Gong family interrupted, "Is it the girl who runs the Shu brocade shop in the east of the city?"

Xiaoxiang pursed her lips and answered first, "Yes, our Yanxing is really amazing. We started from scratch. Not only is our Shu brocade shop, but also the pancreas shop in the north of the city, so many people line up to buy our products!"

Madam Gong's expression changed slightly, and for the first time she looked at Luo Yanxing seriously. "Young lady, you have some talent. I heard that the shop was opened in partnership with the Chen family, and it's very profitable."

Luo Yanxing smiled and said, "No, no, it's just a small business that can barely support my family."

Which small business can make a fortune every day?

Madam Gong's face twitched, and she smiled and said, "Miss Luo is such a talented woman. I wonder which family she is engaged to?"

No matter how carefree Luo Yanxing was, it was not good for her to talk about her future husband's family in front of outsiders. Song Ying smiled and said, "It is the Chen family that she is marrying into."

"Oh, they are a wealthy family. They won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future."

Xiaoxiang softly retorted, "Yan Xing is capable. Even without relying on her husband's family, she can still have enough food and clothing."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Gong family glanced at Xiaoxiang and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, mother-in-law, you don't know that the Shu brocade in their shop is in great demand. Even if the county magistrate's wife wants it, she has to wait in line!"

"is it?"

Luo Yanxing still had a faint smile on his face. "We are helpless too. Shu brocade is not like ordinary materials. It takes quite a while just to select the silk threads. Sometimes we only get half a piece in a month."

She paused, then suddenly tapped her forehead. "Look at my poor memory. I was so busy sending the wedding invitation to Xiaoxiang that I forgot the etiquette and left the gift I had prepared on the carriage."

As she spoke, she bowed to Madam Gong and took Xiaoxiang's arm, "We are like sisters to Xiaoxiang. Since you are her mother-in-law, you are also our elder.

This is my first visit, so I should have brought a few more pieces, but it rained a lot last month and the silk couldn't dry, so I only got two pieces of Yuehua brocade in total. I hope you won't mind, old lady."

The eldest daughter-in-law of the Gong family's eyes suddenly lit up, and her nail polish-coated fingertips unconsciously tightened the handkerchief: "But what about the tribute-grade Yuehua brocade? I heard that the palace-"

"Ahem!" Madam Gong suddenly coughed violently. She glanced at the sun and forced a smile, saying, "You've been traveling all morning from the county. I'm sure you haven't had lunch yet. Second wife, take the two girls to the room for tea. I'll go get the meal ready."

"Old man, take someone to clean up the guest rooms. Doctor Song and Manager Luo have come from afar, so we can't neglect them!"

Xiaoxiang agreed, led Song Ying and Luo Yanxing in, asked the maid to serve tea, and then sent them away.

"Yan Xing, why set the wedding date for next month? July isn't a good time, right?"

"How are you doing in Gong's house?"

"Xiao Xiang, how are you doing?"

The three voices almost overlapped.

After that, everyone laughed.

Thinking that Madam Gong and her mother-in-law might arrive at any moment, Song Ying said, "Xiaoxiang, tell me first. How are you doing at the Gong family? Are you doing well?"

Xiaoxiang was stunned. "Is this what you came here to ask?"

Song Ying and Luo Yanxing nodded in unison.

Song Ying said, "Yesterday, a woman from your neighboring village came to the clinic for a consultation. She said her niece works as a cook in your Gong Mansion and that your mother-in-law always makes rules for you and doesn't give you any food. Is this true?

Xiaoxiang, if you have anything to say, please tell me. Don't be embarrassed. You are a double-brother now and you can't stand the torture."

Xiaoxiang felt tears welling up in her eyes. "It's just gossip about one person, and you two rushed over here? You know gossip gets more and more outrageous the more it spreads, and you can't take it seriously."

"Just tell me what happened?" Luo Yanxing pressed. "Did your mother-in-law set any rules for you? Did anyone in the Gong Mansion bully you?"

Seeing their serious expressions, as if they wouldn't feel at ease unless she told them in person, Xiaoxiang was even more moved. "There are rules, but they're nothing serious. My eldest sister-in-law and the previous one also had rules set for them in the first few years after they got married. Everything will be fine after they have a baby."

Song Ying frowned, "How can this be the same? You are a double body now, you can't be tired!"

She exhaled, "Just now I felt that your mother-in-law is not a good person to get along with. Everything she said was unpleasant."

Xiaoxiang pushed the teacup over and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just a matter of standing for a while. There are so many aunties and ladies in our village who work in the fields while pregnant."

"This..." Song Ying was a little stuck. The villagers were indeed like this. Some of them even worked in the fields when they were about to give birth, and some even gave birth to their children in the fields.

Luo Yanxing said: "You are in the Gong family, and the Gong family does not need the masters to go out to work to support the family. This cannot be compared!"

Xiaoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's important to be content. As a farm girl, I'm already very content as long as I don't have to work hard, have enough food to eat, and wear warm clothes.

I know you two feel sorry for me, but go ask my cousin, Erni, and the others, who would find my life miserable now?

Song Ying was speechless and looked at Luo Yanxing, both feeling helpless.

What Xiaoxiang said does make sense, but from their perspective, they still feel sad and unfair.

She could obviously live a better life and should have lived a better life.

Song Ying exhaled and asked, "Have you eaten enough? You need to keep up with your nutrition during pregnancy!"

She held Song Ying in one hand and Luo Yanxing in the other: "Don't worry, I was just waiting for Grandma to make soup and rice. I was delayed. I ate three meals a little late, but I was full."


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