CHAPTER 607: CHAPTER 248: SYSTEM CALLS ME TO SAVE THE DAY (PART 5)

With Second Brother Qiao as an example, Qiao Zhenbang seemed even more convinced by the idea of "dreaming."

But deep down, he still had his doubts.

There was no helping it, the memories in his mind were too real, from the grand era background and social developments to the trivial matters of family life, dressing, and eating—vivid and lively.

Qiao Zhenbang simply couldn’t ignore those scenes that felt as though he had experienced them himself.

Perhaps, he still needed some evidence!

Or maybe, he still needed to continue observing.

"Brother, where is the sister-in-law?"

"Ah, I’m so hungry, hasn’t sister-in-law finished cooking yet?"

Second Brother Qiao had been talking to his elder brother when suddenly his stomach began to rumble.

He was fifteen this year, a time of growth.

And being a boy, full of mischief and active, having had an afternoon of classes, he was famished.

Initially, it was mainly because he was startled by his elder brother, and then drawn into the topic of "dreaming," that he momentarily forgot about his hunger.

After discussing the idle topic of "dreaming," seeing that his elder brother’s eyes no longer seemed as vacant and his expression as wooden, Second Brother Qiao’s worries vanished, and he then felt that damnable sensation of hunger.

"Hungry? Sister-in-law?"

Second Brother Qiao’s words snapped Qiao Zhenbang back to reality.

Uh, just that afternoon, he had "laid his cards on the table" with his wife.

The words his wife had spoken before driving him out of the bedroom, Qiao Zhenbang had heard them all.

All afternoon, that woman just lazed around in the room.

Although Qiao Zhenbang had been sitting in the living room, he wasn’t unaware.

At least, whether his wife had stepped out of the bedroom, whether she went to the kitchen to busily work as usual, Qiao Zhenbang knew.

Even if he really missed it and didn’t see, the darkness in the living room and the coldness in the kitchen were enough to show that Jiao Jiao really revealed her true nature and had stopped pretending to be a virtuous daughter-in-law.

Cough! Qiao Zhenbang coughed unnaturally.

He rubbed his nose, pondering how to explain.

At that moment, Mrs. Qiao, who didn’t have to do household chores because of a capable daughter-in-law and ran outside to chat with women from the village, also came back.

"Oh my, there are people at home, why didn’t someone light a candle?"

"Where is Jiaojiao? The living room and kitchen are pitch-dark; did she go out for something?"

The daughter-in-law had been with them for nearly two years, and Jiao Jiao had become increasingly competent, Mrs. Qiao really didn’t need to worry about household chores.

At first, she was somewhat unaccustomed and even a bit nervous.

After all, Jiao Jiao was the daughter of the head of the brigade, while their Qiao Family, was a well-known troubled household in the village.

The family background wasn’t good; neither her husband nor her sons could become soldiers or enter proper factories, only able to scratch a living from the land.

The family also had many children, and an elderly mother-in-law with poor sight to support.

Mrs. Qiao had been very tense since moving in.

Although she didn’t understand why a pampered girl like Jiao Jiao would want to marry their Zhenbang.

But after moving in, Jiao Jiao was not only not as lazy as in her parental home but was exceptionally busy and virtuous, which relieved Mrs. Qiao and even made her feel a bit proud—

My son Zhenbang really has a way!

He didn’t spend a penny on the bride price, nor did he need to build a new house, and he married a brigade leader’s daughter.

The daughter-in-law came from a good family, and the house had higher conditions, and yet she was still so well-behaved and obedient.

Oh, Mrs. Qiao thanks to her daughter-in-law, finally had a comfortable life as a hands-off manager.

And people are like this, no matter how cautious and grateful at the beginning, as time goes by, they take it for granted.

The things they once worried about or were moved by, no longer matter.

Right now, having chattered away outside, when she returned home and saw her house in darkness and the kitchen cold and empty, Mrs. Qiao’s face grew somewhat displeased.

Of course, she wasn’t an evil old lady and wouldn’t scold her daughter-in-law without asking.

But, she really was upset: If there was something wrong, or you were not feeling well, just say it directly, then I wouldn’t have gone out and chatted nonsense with people.

Now, the children who were at school, the daughter who came back, and the husband who had finished smoking at the village head, were all famished, and there wasn’t even a meal prepared.

"That’s right, brother, the sister-in-law stays at home every day, doesn’t need to farm or earn money, why doesn’t she even cook meals?"

Little Sister Qiao also came back, she had gone to do her homework at a neighbor’s house.

It couldn’t be helped, the village had no electricity, and the Qiao family’s house was cramped and narrow, unlike the neighbors’ next door, with a spacious and bright five-room tile house, sitting in their living room to do homework, what a convenience.