When the pears are green

Chapter 235 Worry

At this time, Yang Zhang, who was sitting in the main seat and eating silently, put the chopsticks in her hand on the bowl and said to Wu Mingshu and Yang Jing who were whispering across Yang Yu: "Mingshu, Jing'er, when you go, take two pieces of cotton cloth from the cabinet. The child grows fast, so it's just right to give him some cloth."

Wu Mingshu and Yang Jing quickly sat up straight and nodded to Yang Zhang with a smile.

"Well, you guys eat, I'm going to take a rest." Yang Zhang stood up and left under the gazes of the other six people, returning to her room with a sigh.

The atmosphere in the main hall was low. Confused, Wu Minghui quietly asked Wu Mingde on her left, "Third brother, why are the elder sisters silent?"

"Minghui, don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping. I'll get some food for you." Wu Mingde gently rubbed Wu Minghui's little head, picked up the chopsticks and got Wu Minghui's favorite cold lotus root slices.

Wu Mingshu, whose face was a little pale, sniffed hard, covered her red eyes with her sleeves, and left the main room.

Yang Yu hurriedly chased after him, leaving Yang Jing and Li Yun'an looking at each other in bewilderment, Wu Minghui in surprise, and Wu Mingde with his left hand clenched into a fist.

Wu Mingde once heard Wu Li say that since Wu Mingshu and Yang Yu had been married for nearly a year and still had no children, Yang Zhang gradually became dissatisfied with Wu Mingshu, and the originally harmonious relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had become irreconcilable.

Yang Jing forced a smile and picked up some food for Wu Minghui. Li Yun'an pulled Wu Mingde out of the main room, and the two sat on the ox cart tied under the locust tree and talked.

Seeing Wu Mingshu rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the room, Yang Yu quickly grabbed Wu Mingshu's hand as she was taking clothes out of the wooden box and asked, "Mingshu, what are you doing?"

"I'm going home for a few days. I miss my mother. Minghui will go to the city again in a few days, and I want to spend more time with them." After Wu Mingshu said this, she pried Yang Yu's hands apart and continued to pack her clothes.

Yang Yu smiled bitterly, took out his clothes from the wooden box and stacked them on top of the clothes Wu Mingshu had packed.

Wu Mingshu looked a little dazed at the moon-white robe placed on the apricot-yellow outer garment, and looked at Yang Yu with a complicated expression who was bending over to take clothes out of the wooden box.

Yang Yu took the light green embroidered dress that Wu Mingshu was holding in her hand, and threw it together with the sky blue gown in her hand onto the bed which was piled with a lot of clothes.

"Mingshu, I will go back with you. You have been wronged. I will talk to my mother again." Yang Yu said as he hugged Wu Mingshu tightly, fearing that Wu Mingshu would be like a dandelion blown away by the wind and disappear in the blink of an eye.

Wu Mingshu lay in Yang Yu's arms and cried softly, and the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time were finally released.

Yang Yu wiped the tears from Wu Mingshu's face with her fingers and whispered to Wu Mingshu: "Mingshu, don't cry, or Mingde will beat me again."

Wu Mingshu burst into laughter when she heard this and wiped the tears from her face on Yang Yu's clothes.

Yang Yu looked down at the water stains on the front of his clothes, smiled and let go of Wu Mingshu, preparing to continue packing his clothes.

Wu Mingshu held Yang Yu's hand and whispered, "Don't tell me anymore. Ever since Yang Cheng's mother came to our house to show off to me that the woman Yang Cheng kept outside was pregnant, I started to suspect that it was my fault. No matter how much you say, it's useless."

Yang Yu turned around, held Wu Mingshu in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Since Mingshu feels that talking more is useless, why not talk more..."

Wu Mingshu's face turned red and she struggled to push Yang Yu away, but she was deeply attracted by Yang Yu's tenderness.

A few "moo" sounds came into the east wing. Yang Yu lowered his head to help Wu Mingshu tidy up her messy clothes, then walked to the bed and wrapped the packed clothes in a cloth.

"Let's go out quickly and don't let Mingde and Minghui worry about you." Yang Yu picked up the bag, took Wu Mingshu's hand and walked out of the room.

Wu Mingde, who had been observing the movements in the east wing, quickly jumped off the ox cart and walked towards Yang Yu with his fists clenched.

Li Yun'an jumped down immediately and quickly grabbed Wu Mingde, telling him not to be impulsive.

"Tell me, what happened?" Wu Mingde loosened his fist and looked at the bag in Yang Yu's arms.

Wu Mingshu quickly explained: "Mingde, I want to go home to accompany my mother and Minghui. Yang Yu will go with me."

"Why should he go? It's not convenient at home. Let him stay at home." Wu Mingde took the bag from Yang Yu's arms with an angry look on his face and put it on the ox cart.

After finishing the housework, Yang Jing took Wu Minghui from the main room to the courtyard. Wu Minghui pulled Wu Mingde's sleeve and spoke for Yang Yu: "Third brother, Dad likes my brother-in-law very much. There are many rooms in the house, which is very convenient."

"Minghui, I'd better not go, so as not to upset Mingde. Please say hello to my parents for me. If my parents ask, don't say that Mingde doesn't want me to go. I'll go when the study is closed in a few days." Yang Yu suppressed the upward curve of his lips and reluctantly pulled Wu Mingshu's sleeve.

Li Yun'an patted Wu Mingde on the shoulder and asked Wu Mingde to consider Wu Mingshu more.

Wu Mingde did not make things difficult for Yang Yu anymore. He turned around and walked under the locust tree to untie the long rope that tied the ox cart.

"Wait a moment, I'll go talk to mother." After saying this, Yang Yu walked into the main hall and knocked on the door of the east room.

"Who?"

"Mom, it's me. I'm going to accompany Mingshu to Wuzhuang Village for a few days. We'll leave soon, so please close the gate."

Yang Zhang in the room didn't say anything else. She sighed, put on her clothes and went to open the door.

"Why do you want to go back suddenly?"

"Mingde and Minghui will be going to the city in a few days, and Mingshu wants to spend more time with them. Mother, please stop talking about the children."

"you you…"

Yang Zhang pointed at Yang Yu with a shaking hand, sighed, and whispered, "Alas, I'm afraid that your eldest brother's children will eat you up in the future!"

After hearing this, Yang Yu smiled and said to Yang Zhang: "Mom, our family doesn't have much property. Xiaolin and his family are your grandchildren, so they haven't fallen into the hands of outsiders. Besides, Mingshu and I are still young, and maybe we will have children one day."

Yang Zhang angrily took out two pieces of cotton cloth from the cabinet in the west room and threw them at Yang Yu, who was smiling apologetically.

Yang Yu followed Yang Zhang out of the main hall holding the cotton cloth. Yang Zhang smiled and asked Wu Mingshu and Yang Yu to stay at Wu's house for a few more days, and then told Yang Jing not to quarrel with Li Yun'an anymore.

"Well, Yang Yu and I will be back soon."

"Mom, it was Yun An who provoked me. I never took the initiative to get angry with him."

"Mom, Jing'er is right."

"Mom, we'll go over first. Remember to close the gate. Mingshu, Jing'er, Yun'an, you get in the car first."

After Yang Yu handed the cotton cloth to Li Yun'an, he went to open the gate with Wu Mingde.

Yang Zhang walked to the oxcart and asked Wu Minghui, who was sitting in the cart without saying a word, "Did Minghui have enough for lunch?"

Wu Minghui glanced at Wu Mingshu who was sitting next to her, smiled sweetly and replied, "Auntie, I'm full."

Yang Zhang smiled and touched Wu Minghui's double buns.

Wu Mingde first took everyone to the town's pastry shop to buy cakes, then went to the bookstore to ask for leave from Master Li, and finally drove a ox cart to the Jiang family under the scorching sun.

When they arrived at Jiang's house, Jiang Qingzhou had gone to the mulberry field to cut sesame seeds, and Song Li had just fallen asleep.

Zhang carried Jiang Huan, who had just woken up, to the main room, and Wu Mingshu and Yang Jing immediately surrounded him.

"Sister Mingshu, the baby is so cute."

"Yeah, his eyes are so big, they look a lot like Xiaoyue's."

Zhang smiled and said to Yang Jing and Wu Mingshu who were touching Jiang Huan's little hand: "When you have a child, it will definitely be cuter than Huan'er."

A look of loss appeared on Wu Mingshu's face.

Zhang knew she had said the wrong thing, and hurried to comfort Wu Mingshu: "Mingshu, you and Master Yang have been married for less than a year, don't worry. Xiaoli and Qingzhou were married for more than a year before they had Huan'er. You are a good girl, and God will definitely give you some lovely children."

"Then I would like to thank you for your kind words, aunt." Wu Mingshu continued to tease Jiang Huan.

Wu Mingde quietly asked Song Yue who was standing by the door of the main hall: "Xiaoyue, did you give the longevity lock to Sister Song?"

"Not yet. I'll give it to my sister when my father and I come." Song Yue said as she placed the cotton cloth and pastries brought by the few people on the eight-immortal table behind Zhang.

The sun slowly began to set, and Zhang urged everyone to hurry back. If they were any later, they might not be able to get back to Wuzhuang Village before dark.

Wu Mingde and his companions arrived at the entrance of Wuzhuang village at dusk. Song Changhe, who had been waiting anxiously under the willow tree, hurried to greet them.

After saying hello to Wu Mingde, Yang Yu and others, Song Changhe asked Song Yue to go home quickly for dinner.

After returning home, Song Yue showed the longevity lock to Song Changhe.

Song Changhe looked at the exquisite longevity lock and asked about Jiang Huan's condition with a smile.

Song Yue pointed at herself and answered, "Dad, they all said Huan'er looks a lot like me, with the same eyes, nose, and mouth."

Song Changhe smiled and narrowed his eyes, muttering, "That's really pretty."