Chapter 1260 Difficulty

When they returned home at noon, the mother and daughter seemed to have gone shopping again, carrying bags of all sizes. "They stuffed them into my hands, and I couldn't even name many people," Huang Jingping said.

"Yiping said it was not good to accept these things, and there are so many now," she looked a little worried.

"It's okay, wash your hands and eat," Mei Qiuping took the things in their hands, "Don't listen to Yiping, he doesn't understand these things,"

"These are not other people, they are all from the village, look at what everyone has sent, they can't be bought with money, they are all made with heart, this is everyone's heart, if we really don't accept them, they will not be happy,"

"We don't accept expensive things, they made these things with great effort, if we don't accept them, I'm afraid someone will think we look down on people, if it's me, if you don't accept the things I worked hard to make, I will also feel a little disappointed,"

No one sent expensive things bought with money, because the old couple had said this a long time ago, so everyone tried to find so many special items that are almost lost in the countryside now.

"This pair of shoes is really beautiful," she said, looking at the pair of cotton shoes made of colorful cloth, "It took several nights to make them. Look, these flowers are even made into a butterfly. This must have been made by an older person. Young people nowadays don't have this ability."

"Yes, it was made by a grandmother who looks older than the uncle. She was dressed very neatly," Huang Jingping roughly described the appearance and dress of the old lady.

"I know, it must be Zhiwu's grandmother. Her family used to be a wealthy family. She learned her needlework skills when she was a child. She is really working hard at her age."

"That's right, auntie, why don't you say that you won't accept these things in the future, so as not to waste everyone's efforts," Huang Jingping said, "She is so old, I feel really bad about it,"

"It's okay," Mei Qiuping said, "You kids, the village is different from the city, they will be happy to accept such things,"

"Take Zhiwu's grandmother for example, she is a very strong-willed person, because her family background is too high, she used to live a difficult life, and when life got better, her husband got sick, and her son didn't get married yet, so she became a widow and became sick. A few years,"

"In this rural area, as long as there is a sick person in the family, who can live a good life?"

"Both grandsons can't concentrate on studying. They went to work in the south after graduating from junior high school. They seemed to have been cheated. In short, they didn't make much money and never paid off their debts. It was only after we built factories in the town and the village that several people in the family, except her, got jobs. Life has only improved in the past two years. I heard that they are also preparing to build a new house,"

"And the one you mentioned driving a car should be Meng Chuan. His family is the same. It was also after our factory was built that his family's life improved..."

When Mei Qiuping heard Huang Jingping talk about one, she explained why they were so polite, full of pride in her words.

There are reasons why these people are so attentive. The most important reason is, of course, because of their sons.

"Don't worry, this is not a favor. We did the same thing when other families in the village had children. We didn't leave any family behind. But we paid more attention to Amanda,"

"Amanda, don't forget these things. When you grow up, do more for the family like your dad,"

"Grandma, I can't eat anymore," Amanda said, looking at the steaming food on the table, touching her belly sadly.

"What's wrong, baby? Does your stomach hurt?" Mei Qiuping picked up her granddaughter.

"No, her stomach can't hold anything," Amanda said.

"She hasn't stopped eating this morning," Huang Jingping said.

"Then don't eat. Let's go. Grandma will get you some digestive tablets,"

As soon as they entered the room, Feng Zhenchang came in with a bag, "You're back,"

"Uncle, the meal is ready. I'll get you some wine," Huang Jingping said.

"No, no," Feng Zhenchang said, "Our eldest granddaughter doesn't like the smell of alcohol. Hey, where's the granddaughter?"

"Here she is," Mei Qiuping came out holding Amanda, "I ate too much of what everyone gave me at noon, and now I can't eat,"

"Oh, are you feeling sick? Let grandpa hug you," Feng Zhenchang clapped his hands.

"Wash your hands first," Mei Qiuping emphasized.

"Oh, I'll go right away," Feng Zhenchang went to wash his hands without complaint.

Speaking of which, when Feng Yiping was young, he was not so dedicated. He would still smoke and drink. No matter where he came from, he would not wash his hands before holding him.

The reason why the old couple is particular about this now is that they specially asked the young people in the factory what are the particularities of taking care of children now, and they also wrote them down carefully one by one.

The children are sensible, and they, as parents, should also try their best to understand and keep up with the times, right?

Everyone in the room was circling around the little master. Tangguo lay on the ground, looking at his empty bowl, wagging his tail and whimpering, then sat up and looked at the fragrant, steaming food on the table, and lay back down with drooping eyelids.

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The next morning, the mother and daughter were still walking along the main road toward the kindergarten. Another van stopped beside them, and a short middle-aged woman got out of it, "Jingping,"

"Teacher's wife?" Huang Jingping was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here? Where's Qiu Ling?"

"She's still at work. Oh, this is your daughter, so beautiful. Come, let grandma hug you," she stretched out her hand to Amanda.

Amanda has gotten used to this action these days, and obediently let the person in front of her hold her, "Oh, it's quite heavy, maybe 30 kilograms?"

"She's a little fat, now almost 26 kilograms," Huang Jingping said, "Auntie, put her down, she can walk by herself,"

"I have to hug her, today, we came to see her specially," Principal Zhang's wife, Zhang Qiuling's mother, hugged Amanda with some curiosity, "Do you understand what grandma said?"

Amanda nodded.

"Oh, that's amazing, come, speak English, grandma's daughter, that is, your aunt, she teaches English,"

At this time, several people got off the car one after another, and Huang Jingping only knew one of them, "Auntie Wang, why are you here too?"

"To see you," Wang Jinju's mother said with a smile.

Following her son-in-law, Feng Wen, he got down from the driver's seat. "Jingping, this is Yu Lian's mother, this is Jun Ting's mother, and this is Wen Hong's mother,"

"Hello, aunts, Feng Wen, take them to Yiping's house," Huang Jingping now knew why these people were here.

They must have been asked by those classmates to come and see themselves and their children, and most importantly, they were probably here to see their children.

"Let's just take a walk," Amanda was already in Yu Lian's mother's arms, and Zhang Qiuling's mother came over and said, "This is such a good place, this is our first time here,"

She looked at Huang Jingping, "A few years ago, you were a big girl yourself, and now you have such a beautiful daughter. I tell you, I envy you as soon as I see you,"

"I don't know how long you can stay at home this time, Qiuling and the others asked us to come and see you and your children,"

"Teacher's wife, I should be the one to see you," Huang Jingping said.

Mei Qiuping, who received the call, had already rushed over. Now there were not many people who asked her to go so far to welcome guests, but these were the mothers of her son's classmates, so she had to come to welcome them.

Feng Wen's mother-in-law, she knew that after listening to Feng Wen's introduction of the other girls, she learned that they were all mothers of female classmates. She had some thoughts. Could it be that her son had a good relationship with girls at school?

"Thank you for your effort, it's so cold,"

"No," "It should be," "We all have to thank Yiping," "Sister, you are so blessed," said the mothers of her son's female classmates.

On the way, Huang Jingping took the time to introduce them to her carefully, "Those two are the mothers of Zhijie and Changning's girlfriends, and the other two are the mothers of two female classmates I had a good relationship with in junior high school,"

Oh, Mei Qiuping was relieved, as long as they were not the mothers of her son's good friends.

Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping had a daughter. When they heard about their own children, they had wanted to come and see them for a long time. This was a good time to express their gratitude.

Speaking of which, this was not driven by utilitarianism, but the future of their own children, directly or indirectly, was inseparable from his family.

Such a relationship was worth their somewhat presumptuous visit.

So, when Mei Qiuping and her group arrived at the door of their home, they saw Feng Wenzhen moving large and small bags of things from the car downstairs. They were all clothes for the children. She was in a dilemma. Should she accept them or not?