Shen Qingqing didn't rebut Sister-in-law Wang's words.
Sister-in-law Wang assumed she agreed.
Thinking, later she'll persuade Xiao Jiang to apply for a house.
The young couple doesn't even know what they're bickering about, if they don't see each other for long, this marriage is indeed in peril.
Since there's a chance to be together in the military, how great for the couple to be in one place!
Xiao Jiang doesn't get it, as someone who's been through it, they should offer him advice.
Prevent things from getting worse, reaching the point of no return.
By then, regret will come too late.
The Lin Family is planning to host a dinner, inevitably needing to clean the house.
Lin Fengmian was downstairs cleaning and saw Shen Qingqing and Sister-in-law Wang from a distance.
She rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, "I knew this person wasn't upstanding. Just here a few days, already sucking up to the leader's wife!"
Thinking back on the first day in the county town, Jiang Zhixun's words made Lin Fengmian more upset.
Saying something about Shen Qingqing being sensitive, loves to cry.
Now it seems her tactics are mighty, even Sister-in-law Wang had to personally invite her from the guest house.
Look at her laughing like that, her face is almost rotten, where's the sign she's cried?
Brother Jiang is worrying for nothing!
"I think she doesn't cry at all, just deliberately uses crocodiles' tears to manipulate people!"
"What are you muttering about?"
Lin Zhidong came down holding a basin of clothes, some his own, his wife's, and their son's.
He took a small stool, sat before the water pipe, and rolled up his sleeves to start working.
Seeing Shen Qingqing and Sister-in-law Wang, he greeted them, seemingly being called over to mediate the couple's relationship.
Lin Fengmian snorted, "Yesterday you and sister-in-law wronged me, look at Shen Qingqing, she's perfectly fine, you were just worrying unnecessarily."
Lin Zhidong clicked his tongue, "Miss Shen hasn't provoked you, why insist on making trouble?"
"I just can't stand some people's pretenses, only guys are naïve enough to fall for her act."
Lin Fengmian vigorously scrubbed the cloth, "I want to see how long she can pretend, dating is alright, but when it comes to real life, that delicate demeanor won't be liked by many."
Seeing her words becoming more absurd, Lin Zhidong interrupted, "Lin Fengmian, please adjust your attitude."
"I'm speaking the truth!"
"How much do you understand about Miss Shen to make random conclusions?"
Lin Fengmian rolled her eyes, "No matter how skilled she is, it's none of my business, I just need to know she loves playing the victim, garnering sympathy, and is not a good woman."
Lin Zhidong really didn't know how she arrived at such a conclusion.
"They're a couple, Old Jiang hasn't spoken up, do you have the right to criticize?"
"You're just siding against your own."
Lin Fengmian displayed a knowing expression, "Brother Jiang also doesn't like her. He's a man and can't speak ill of women, but his actions have proven everything."
Lin Zhidong forgot about washing the clothes, "Keep guessing wildly, I'll really send you back to the hometown."
Previously, Lin Fengmian was intimidated by this bluff once.
Later, when she returned home, her sister-in-law said she'd take care of the child, the house was clean and tidy, Lin Fengmian realized her sister-in-law wouldn't agree to send her back to the hometown.
Now she was full of confidence.
"You manage everything and now also control my dislike of Shen Qingqing?"
In Lin Fengmian's view, as long as she hasn't seduced Jiang Zhixun or tried to break up their marriage, she hasn't done anything wrong.
No one can criticize her!
After washing the pots and pans, she went upstairs first.
Lin Zhidong hadn't finished speaking, only quickened washing the clothes.
Once he finished, he needed to teach Lin Fengmian a lesson about not judging what you don't fully understand.
Relationships are a matter between two people, who knows what's really going on with them.
If Old Jiang truly hated Miss Shen, would he be so anxious?
Probably some misunderstanding, not clarified.
At Sister-in-law Wang's home.
Jiang Zhixun arrived before Shen Qingqing, sitting in the living room, talking with the leader.
The leader's surname is Zhao, estimated to be in his forties or fifties, appearing very serious.
Shen Qingqing had lived in the courtyard for a few years, both Father Jiang and Jiang Zhixun were the serious type.
Thus, she was not daunted by the leader.
Politely greeting him.
Sister-in-law Wang laughed, "My husband naturally has a stern face, but he's actually easy-going, since you're not his soldier, just call him Uncle Zhao."
"She calls you sister-in-law but calls me uncle, isn't that mixed up?"
Sister-in-law Wang joined the military when young, being called sister-in-law for years, she became accustomed.
She didn't think about the age difference.
She glared at her husband, "Such a small matter, and you won't let it go."
The leader said no more, shifting to read the newspaper.
Sister-in-law Wang said, "We're having dumplings for lunch, mutton filling, Xiao Shen, can you eat that? If not, I'll change to egg filling."
Shen Qingqing isn't picky, "Anything's fine, today seems like a lucky day for me."
Her aura is very cool, but when she smiles, she becomes gentle, making it hard to divert one's gaze away.
Although time together was short, Sister-in-law Wang could see it.
Shen Qingqing has a good temper, talks reasonably, is very easy to get along with.
Having someone like her as a wife, yet Xiao Jiang is throwing a fit, truly is stubborn to the core.
They need to matchmake them nicely to clear the couple's misunderstandings, so they can live well in the future.
If home life isn't stable, career will be affected too.
Sister-in-law Wang smiled, "Men have strength, Xiao Jiang, help sister-in-law chop the meat filling."
Jiang Zhixun made a sound, leisurely rolled up his sleeves, and went to wash hands to work.
Sister-in-law Wang looked at Shen Qingqing, smiling, "See, Xiao Jiang is quite good, keen-eyed, once you two sort out the housing, life will surely flourish."
When Jiang Zhixun wasn't there, Shen Qingqing could make small talk to muddle through.
Now she was embarrassed, feeling awkward, not knowing what to say.
Jiang Zhixun had already washed his hands, "If she doesn't stay here, I'll send her back to Beijing for New Year, no need to apply for housing."
Sister-in-law Wang and her husband exchanged a look, seeing the look of helplessness in each other's eyes.
The leader coughed lightly, "Xiao Shen has a job, I guess that's what he means."
Sister-in-law Wang exclaimed, "Xiao Shen brought her work along, when I was at the guesthouse, she was translating manuscripts, I thought the work could be done anywhere, not necessarily needing to return to Beijing."
Jiang Zhixun knew Sister-in-law Wang said this purposely for him to hear.
Hoping he'd keep Shen Qingqing and have a good life together.
Yet his focus was astray, furrowed his brows, "You started writing?"
Shen Qingqing didn't want to talk to him.
But with outsiders present, her long-formed habits prevented her from showing negative emotions in such a setting.
She responded calmly, "Mm."
Her attitude remained cold.
Jiang Zhixun was irritated by her rebelliousness, always engaging in things regardless of her physical condition.
"Want to lose your hand?"
Those words made it seem like she was seriously injured.
Given his previous attitude, Shen Qingqing didn't feel that Jiang Zhixun was concerned for her.
He clearly just found her displeasing, whatever she did was wrong.
He just wanted to pick a fight!
Shen Qingqing couldn't hold back an eye-roll.
With a light layer of lipstick, her moist and beautiful lips slightly moved.
Uttering two words, "You're crazy."
Sister-in-law Wang, the leader: "..."