CHAPTER 375: CHAPTER 375: MOTHER-IN-LAW AND DAUGHTER-IN-LAW (PART 2)

Tang Mingli and Tang Yue, uncle and nephew, praised Ding Chao so much that he himself felt embarrassed. Under their expectant gazes, he took on the responsibility, thinking to himself that he must not only get the branch factory up and running, but also make it better than the current clothing factory.

Having taken on the task, Ding Chao naturally started to familiarize himself with the situation in Jing City. Mingyue Clothing Factory’s clothes were very stylish and priced from lower to mid-range, just right for the average consumer, affordable to the general public.

Of course, they also offered some higher-priced clothes that were suitable for wearing on very important occasions.

Ding Chao became busy.

The Tang Family, too, was bustling with activity.

The end of the year was near, and the factory workers were rushing to complete the last batch of orders before the New Year. Year-end financial settlements, along with calculating the year’s total earnings, kept the financial staff, including Wei Jiajia, so busy they hardly touched the ground.

Little An’an spent most of her time either with Wei Jiajia in the factory, with Tang Yue, or with Zhang Hualian. When things got too hectic, Granny Tang would come to the county to take care of her little grandson.

After half a month, Granny Tang found it a bit too exhausting. Unfamiliar with the place except for Zhenghua Restaurant and the clothing factory, she felt stifled, especially with the New Year approaching, so Granny Tang started to get restless.

"Mom, just relax and stay put. Your second sister-in-law is at home; Xiao Xian and the rest won’t go hungry," Tang Mingli earnestly persuaded Granny Tang. "It’s a busy period right now. In a few days when the factory closes for the holiday, it will be relaxing. Then, you can enjoy your time in the county."

Wei Jiajia also chimed in: "Mom, why don’t you rest for a few days? Let me take care of An’an. There are many people in the factory; she won’t be fussy."

"That’s fine," Granny Tang agreed, acknowledging that taking care of her little grandson alone for half a month was indeed a bit too much for her.

A few days before Little New Year, the clothing factory finally closed for the holiday. In addition to their regular wages, each worker received two pounds of meat, five pounds of peanuts, five pounds of candy, and an extra ten yuan as a year-end bonus.

The employees of the clothing factory all smiled until their eyes narrowed in delight, proud to be able to work at the factory.

Those who hadn’t made it into the clothing factory were now eager to find a position there.

If you were to ask anyone in Wangjiang County where the most coveted workplace was, Mingyue Clothing Factory would undoubtedly come in second—and no one would dare claim the first spot.

Not only did Mingyue Clothing Factory offer high wages and holiday breaks, but it also provided bonuses during festivals. Such a great factory was far too superior to other places.

In Wangjiang County, anyone who mentioned the clothing factory would give a thumbs-up and lavish praise.

After the bustle of the past while, Tang Yue finally had some free time. She specifically went to see Mo Xiaolin, bringing many gifts, including clothes she made herself and some specialities from Jing City, as well as some fruit.

When Mo Xiaolin saw Tang Yue, she was even more affectionate than if she were greeting her own daughter.

"Xiao Yue," Mo Xiaolin affectionately took Tang Yue’s hand and grew even fonder of her upon seeing the gifts, especially the clothes. "Xiao Yue, did you make these yourself? I heard from Si Yu that you are busy every day. You don’t need to buy clothes for mom."

"Mom, there’s always time for making clothes for you, no matter when." When Tang Yue first called someone ’Mom,’ she felt a bit awkward, but now, after saying it a few times, she grew used to it.

"Mom, let me cook a meal today." Tang Yue had bought several dishes today, as Mo Xiaolin had been at home alone and was quite lonely.

"Okay." Mo Xiaolin said happily, and she started to get busy in the kitchen with her mother-in-law, Tang Yue.

Mo Xiaolin was a music teacher, with an exceptionally good temperament. Mo Siyu inherited most of his features from Mo Xiaolin. Anyone who saw Mo Siyu and Mo Xiaolin together would think that this mother did not look like a mother but more like an older sister, such was the grace of Mo Xiaolin’s maintenance.

Time did not leave wrinkles on Mo Xiaolin; rather through the settling of time, her temperament was extremely good, with an elegant aging, or rather a particularly graceful presence.

Zhang Hualian also maintained herself very well, with the light of happiness shining through from the bottom of her eyes. Looking at Zhang Hualian’s face, one could feel happiness.

Mo Xiaolin, on the other hand, was different. Between her brows, there would occasionally be a faint hint of worry, but more often it was a gentle smile, which gave people a sense of peaceful and good times.

"Mom, you rest. I’ll do it," said Tang Yue while washing and prepping the food. Seeing Mo Xiaolin on the side, she told her to rest, but Mo Xiaolin was reluctant to do so.

Tang Yue didn’t insist any further. She talked about Mo Siyu’s work at the fleet, especially how the employees admired him, telling everything without omission. She said, "Mom, when you have free time, you should also visit the fleet. You can stay at my place or at Siyu’s place."

"It’s a two-bedroom, one living-room layout. We have bought beds and wardrobes, and it’s perfectly fine for the two of us to sleep together," Tang Yue invited enthusiastically.

"No, thanks," Mo Xiaolin declined with a gentle smile: "The weather in Jing City is cold, I can’t stand it."

"Mom, you could go in the summer, though," Tang Yue, who exceptionally liked her mother-in-law, said: "I live in an alley, together with Bai Qing and Sister An Yu. Next door is my high school classmate Zhang Tingyu, so there’s company. The alley there is not much different from our home’s alley, actually it is even a bit livelier."

"Okay, I might visit when I have some time," Mo Xiaolin said with a smile beaming with warmth. Watching Tang Yue bustling about in the kitchen, she felt emotional. Her son, who she had so scarcely given birth to, now had a wife to bring home.

Although they hadn’t formally married yet, she liked this daughter-in-law—her son liked her, and she liked her too. People say mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are natural enemies, never on the same wavelength.

But for Mo Xiaolin, that didn’t apply. Her fondness for Tang Yue was as if she were her own daughter.

The two happily ate a meal together, and after seeing Mo Xiaolin try on the clothes and making sure they fit, Tang Yue felt relieved.

Tang Yue didn’t hurry off and instead sat there, keeping Mo Xiaolin company.

Right at that time, Mo Xiaorui and Luo Wen showed up.

Mo Xiaorui, who had given birth to a son, exuded maternal love all over. Her face was radiating happiness.

It was evident that Luo Wen treated Mo Xiaorui very well, not to mention that she had given birth to a son, Luo Mingxuan, for the previously single-bloodline Luo Wen, which brought even greater joy to the Luo Family.