After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried

Qiao Yue just listened and said nothing.

She naturally knew what these people were thinking.

In rural areas, female babies are not rare. Many families even abort female babies one after another in order to have male babies. Even if they are unfortunately born, the female babies will be killed at birth.

In Qiao Yue's view, those girls who died early were lucky from another perspective. After all, they did not have to live to suffer in such an extremely patriarchal family.

But Shen Jingyang couldn't see those people talking about his precious daughter, and said directly, "We don't plan to have any more children, I just want these two daughters."

He only has one thought in his mind now, which is to make good money and raise his daughter well.

The crowd who were chirping words of persuasion fell silent, and everyone looked at Shen Jingyang as if he were a fool.

What nonsense is he talking about? You don’t want a son, just two daughters?

Can two daughters compare with a son? In rural areas, if you don't have a son, you will be stabbed in the back.

From now on, there will be no successors. After death, there will be no one to break the pot, and there is a possibility of being devoured and exterminated. How could Shen Zhiqing, a very smart and educated person, say such stupid things?

But no matter what others thought, after Shen Jingyang said this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing his wife looking at him worriedly, Shen Jingyang smiled at her and told her not to worry.

Qiao Yue's health was hurt after giving birth this time, but every day she stayed in the hospital required money, and she had to pay extra for food and drink. The two of them would have to raise a daughter in the future. It was difficult to make money in the countryside. Qiao Yue's health was slightly better. Some people asked Shen Jingyang to take her back, not only to save money, but also to take care of their children.

After all, there were several pregnant women living in the ward where Qiao Yue stayed. They were very noisy and couldn't get a good rest at all. Moreover, the husbands of those pregnant women pushed the door in at every turn and did not shy away from seeing other women feeding their children. , and some people were staring straight at them, which was very alienating.

Anyway, Qiao Yue couldn't sleep well in the hospital, and she only had to feed her baby intermittently. Not to mention recuperating in the hospital, it would hurt her body in the long run.

And it also costs one or two yuan a day, which is really not cost-effective.

Of course, there is another point, that is, Qiao Yue feels sorry for her man. Shen Jingyang does not have a bed, and he does not dare to sleep on the hospital bed with Qiao Yue. After all, the hospital bed is very narrow, and it will be bad if he accidentally touches her wound.

Every time I go to bed, I take a linen bag and lay it on the floor in the hospital corridor. Fortunately, it is May and the weather is not very cold. Otherwise, I would have suffered from frostbite if I had only a thin blanket to cover me at night.

Therefore, when her body felt better, Qiao Yue didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore. She might as well save the money and go home for confinement and buy more pork to replenish her body.

Shen Jingyang was reluctant at first, but after Qiao Yue explained the stakes, he agreed. This was not just borrowing a truck from the town to push the person back, and he would have to return the truck later. go back.

Ignoring everyone's strange looks, Shen Jingyang pulled the person to the front of the house, opened the door, tidied the house, made the bed soft, then first took the two children in, and then took Qiao Yue in as well.

It was already afternoon by the time Yun Qinghuan got the news that Qiao Yue was discharged from the hospital after giving birth.

She was not idle either. She took out a fish that was freshly caught from the river, intending to give it to Qiao Yue for her health. She also took out the diapers made by her mother-in-law, which were all sewn with rags that were not used at home, and gave them to her. Qiao Yue's two daughters are just fine as diapers.

Children don't like too many diapers, especially two children.

Fabrics in this era were particularly precious, and even scraps were not so easy to obtain.

As soon as Qiao Yue and her twin girls entered the village, the news that she had given birth to two losers spread throughout the village.

Yun Qinghuan happened to hear it when she went to deliver food to her mother-in-law at noon.

I couldn't help but scold the woman who said her daughter was a loser, "Didn't your mother also give birth to a loser when she gave birth to you?"

The woman's face turned green on the spot, she was so angry, but she couldn't refute, which was quite funny.

Thinking of this, Yun Qinghuan felt a little ironic. Those mothers were obviously women and grew up with a preference for boys over girls. But in the end, they themselves became the group that favored boys over girls, and then they were treated like this again. My own daughter has gone through this cycle over and over again, cultivating generations of women who favor boys over girls, so that the bad idea of ​​favoring boys over girls will not disappear for a long time.

After all the gifts were ready, Yun Qinghuan walked to Qiao Yue's house.

Who would have thought that as soon as she walked to the door of Qiao Yue's house, she saw Zhao Qiumei, an educated youth, walking out of her house. When she saw Yun Qinghuan, Zhao Qiumei's face turned green. He passed by her and looked askance at her with a cold expression. He snorted.

Yun Qinghuan: "..."

Do you still remember her for marrying Bai Naihan?

She was a little speechless, but no one spoke to her, and she didn't bother to say hello to Zhao Qiumei, and just pretended not to see him.

Zhao Qiumei walked about ten meters away. Seeing that Yun Qinghuan never called her, she couldn't help but stop. After waiting for a while, no one called her, so she couldn't help but look back. Where was Yun Qinghuan's name? Figure, the person had already entered the house, stamped his feet angrily, and left angrily.

Yun Qinghuan had just entered the room and was lying on the bedside looking at the two cute little dolls. He blinked when he heard the movement outside and said speechlessly, "What is Zhao Qiumei so crazy about?"

When she was talking to Zhao Qiumei, Zhao Qiumei's tone was such that he wanted to fight her. Now she just left as if she didn't see anyone. Why is she still angry again?

It's really baffling.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Yue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Do you know why Zhao Qiumei came to see me?"

"What?"

Yun Qinghuan was a little curious and put the things he brought for Qiao Yue on the table, while the fish was hung on the wall next to it.

Qiao Yue was not polite and accepted it directly, saying to her, "I will ask Jingyang to give you one next time he catches fish."

Then he continued, "Zhao Qiumei is getting married and came here specifically to tell me."

"Ah? Why is she suddenly getting married? To whom?" Yun Qinghuan was a little curious.

Zhao Qiumei is not young. In the village, high-quality men like her are already married, and she does not like the remaining crooked men.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen in love with Bai Naihan, who still had a weak leg, and wanted to marry him, and would have resented Yun Qinghuan for marrying Bai Naihan first.

Qiao Yue covered her mouth and smiled, and said abruptly, "Who else could it be? Wang Youjun, the man in our brigade whose mother-in-law died earlier, was in good condition. He had two children, and the younger one was still crying for food. If it hadn't been for him My mother-in-law's fate was bad, she died in childbirth, so it was not Zhao Qiumei's turn to have such a good marriage."

Wang Youjun's family is in good condition. Wang Youjun is a small leader in the commune, and his father also works in the commune. He can get a lot of money every month. In this country, it means money, money, and power.