Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Silly Girl, So Easy to Coax
"Sister Hui, your third son’s wife is quite a handful. You’ve had this vegetable garden for so many years and kept it so nice, but she decided to just tear it all up."
Watching the vegetable patch get dug up, Wu Miaoyun’s heart ached.
She was on good terms with An Hui, who always let her pick whatever vegetables she wanted. It saved her a lot of money on groceries every year.
Now that the vegetable garden was gone, she’d have to spend a lot more on vegetables for her family.
’They weren’t just tearing up a garden; they were taking a knife to my wallet!’
Then she looked at Jiang Moli directing the workers, and she grew angry. "Sister Hui, you just spoil her too much. How long has she been married into the family? She’s already walking all over you."
Wu Lan sided with Wu Miaoyun. She had also benefited quite a bit from the Lu Family’s vegetable garden.
"If you ask me, Sister Hui, you should just have the two of them move out on their own. They’re just too much trouble!"
’You guys don’t know a damn thing.’
’My third son’s wife is not only filial and considerate, but she also put that old woman in her place.’
’For those two reasons alone, forget tearing up a vegetable garden—she’d be happy even if Moli tore down the whole house!’
Although An Hui thought this, she spoke up to smooth things over for Jiang Moli. "With the old lady in the house now, she needs someone to look after her day and night. We won’t have the energy to tend to a garden anymore, so it’s better that it’s gone."
Since she’d put it that way, Wu Miaoyun and the others could only swallow their disappointment and began comforting An Hui one after another.
"It’s only for three months. Just bear with it, and it’ll be over."
"You know how old people are. As long as you go along with what she wants, she’s easy enough to care for..."
...
Although tearing up the vegetable patch had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, Jiang Moli didn’t want to waste such a good space.
She drew up some plans and redesigned the yard.
On the east side, she’d build a sandbox, set up a swing set, and add a table tennis table.
On the west side, she’d make a basketball court. In the empty space next to it, she’d use colorful square tiles to lay out a hopscotch grid for the girls to play on.
Along the base of the surrounding wall, she would leave a two-foot-wide strip of soil for flowers and plants.
Then, above the swings on the east side, she’d build a trellis and plant two or three grapevines.
By summer, the vines would cover the trellis, forming a natural arbor. And in the fall, they’d be able to pick their own grapes.
...
Jiang Moli was paying well, so the workers were very diligent. In less than an hour, they had completely leveled the vegetable garden and started tamping the ground with a stone tamper.
The heavy stone tamper slammed into the ground, making a muffled THUD THUD.
Zhu Huanghua was woken by the noise. Leaning on her cane, she stood at the window and started screaming, "You motherfucking bastards! Have you got nothing better to do? Get the hell out, all of you..."
"Hey, old hag, are you tired of living?"
"My ancestors are six feet under. Why don’t you go find them?"
The workers were all country folk, not as proper as city people.
They traded insults with Zhu Huanghua, one after another, without stopping their work.
Zhu Huanghua couldn’t win the shouting match against the workers, so she started calling for her son. "Lu Deyao! Lu Deyao, you son of a bitch! Where the hell are you?!"
An Hui and Ma Hongmei tried to calm her down with kind words but just got an earful from Zhu Huanghua.
Jiang Moli walked up to the window and spoke to Zhu Huanghua through the bars. "Grandma, I had the garden torn up for your own good. In the summer, it attracts mosquitoes, not to mention venomous snakes and ants. You wouldn’t want a snake to slither through your window and onto your bed while you’re asleep, would you?"
Her words actually managed to frighten Zhu Huanghua.
Zhu Huanghua’s father had been bitten and killed by a five-pace snake. He had died bleeding from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, which had left Zhu Huanghua with a deep-seated trauma.
Without Zhu Huanghua’s interference, the workers finished their job with great efficiency.
By evening, the entire yard had been tamped completely flat and smooth.
...
After dinner, it was time for Zhu Huanghua to wash up and go to bed.
"Grandma, would you like hot water or cold water tonight?"
Zhu Huanghua’s beady eyes glared at Jiang Moli as if she wanted to eat her alive.
Jiang Moli grinned. "Lukewarm water it is, then. Tingting, you’ll wash Great-Grandma’s face and feet tonight."
Lu Tingting, who was full and sprawled on the sofa rubbing her stomach, lazily rolled her eyes when she heard this.
"Why should I? Why don’t you do it?"
"I washed her last night. Tonight, it’s your turn."
Lu Tingting shot back, "Well, I mopped the floor last night!"
Jiang Moli replied, "If you had chosen to wash Great-Grandma’s feet last night, then it would’ve been my turn tonight."
"I’m not doing it, no matter what. Whoever wants to can do it."
Unable to win the argument with Jiang Moli, Lu Tingting decided to just be difficult, STOMP STOMP STOMPing back to her room.
Lu Deyao said to Jiang Moli, "Moli, you’ve been busy all day, you must be tired. Go back to your room and rest. I’ll wash Grandma’s feet."
"Okay, Dad."
And Jiang Moli actually went back to her room.
An Hui and Lu Deyao weren’t upset.
Taking care of the elderly was no easy task, and they couldn’t push all the responsibility onto their daughter-in-law.
An Hui said to Lu Deyao, "You should rest. I’ll wash Mom."
Lu Deyao stood up and gently pushed her back onto the sofa. "I’ll do it. Your back is already bad; don’t make yourself sick."
The couple deferred to each other affectionately, which made the watching Zhu Huanghua’s old face turn as black as the bottom of a wok.
The reason she disliked her son Lu Deyao the most was that she couldn’t stand seeing him dote on An Hui.
’Back when she was a daughter-in-law, she had suffered so much and endured so many hardships.’
’After she became a mother-in-law, she used the same methods her own mother-in-law had used to lay down the law for her daughters-in-law.’
’Her other daughters-in-law were all obedient in her presence, doing whatever she told them to do.’
’But her youngest son’s wife dared to defy her, and her youngest son always protected her. The ungrateful wretches!’
...
In her room, Lu Tingting was lying on her bed like a corpse.
When she saw Jiang Moli come in, she let out a soft snort. "I’m not washing Great-Grandma’s feet."
When she was little, the old woman had snatched her toys to give to her cousin and even slapped her. She had held a grudge ever since.
Jiang Moli sat on the edge of the bed and sighed softly. "If you don’t do it and I don’t do it, then Grandpa and Grandma will have to. They doted on you so much when you were little, treating you like a priceless treasure. They’ve worked hard their whole lives, and now is the time they should be enjoying themselves. As their granddaughter, shouldn’t you help share their burden a little?"
Lu Tingting glared at her. "You’re the daughter-in-law. Grandpa and Grandma spoil you so much, so you should be the one repaying them."
"I’d like to, but my body won’t let me."
As Jiang Moli spoke, she placed a hand on her lower abdomen, lowering her gaze with a blissful smile.
Lu Tingting froze, then shot up in bed. "You’re pregnant?"
Jiang Moli put a finger to her lips. "Don’t tell Grandpa and Grandma yet. We can’t say anything until after the first three months. Right now, you’re the only one who knows. Even your Third Uncle doesn’t know."
Lu Tingting stared at her slightly bulging stomach, her expression flickering with uncertainty.
"So, how many months are you?"
"A little less than a month, I think."
’The timing added up. Jiang Moli had indeed gone to West City a month ago.’
’Her Third Uncle really was a pervert. To be thinking about that kind of thing even when he was so seriously injured.’
"Argh, this is so annoying!"
"You just get some rest!"
Ruffling her hair in frustration, Lu Tingting jumped out of bed and left the room.
Jiang Moli lay down where Lu Tingting had been, sucked in her stomach, and a mischievous smile spread across her face.
’Silly girl. She’s so easy to fool.’
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