CHAPTER 315: CHAPTER 259 GOOD SON-IN-LAW_2

Aunt Jin, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but be curious, "What kind of household appliances did they buy?"

Madam Rong wasn’t one to brag, but at this moment, she couldn’t resist sharing, "These two love to spend money. With the heat of the summer, they bought a refrigerator and an electric fan. Afraid I might overwork myself, she bought me a washing machine and even a big color TV..."

Aunt Jin was flabbergasted upon hearing this. A color TV was understandable; some families with a bit of savings indeed make such purchases, but a refrigerator and a washing machine?

Good heavens!

Weren’t those too extravagant?

Especially given where they lived in the neighborhood... no one else had heard of a family owning a refrigerator.

"This, a refrigerator and a washing machine must have cost quite a bit of money, right?"

"It did cost quite a bit of money, but the money was earned by themselves—one from writing books with royalties and the other saved up quite a bit from working previously, so we didn’t have to worry! Oh, I’ll talk later; I need to go check on things."

Aunt Jin hurriedly said, "Then go quickly..."

Madam Rong didn’t want people to talk as if her daughter had married high up—her daughter made good money from writing after all!

Her voice was quite loud just now, so many people in the alley had heard it.

Just hearing about those appliances... it left them envious.

Such a good fortune to acquire all that after getting married!

Madam Rong arrived at the quadrangle house feeling jubilant, and as she pushed the door open, she saw them eating watermelon.

"Auntie, have some watermelon." Qin Yu cleverly offered her a slice.

Madam Rong took the watermelon, "Is this freshly bought?"

"Yes, we ran into a seller on the way and bought two," Rong Yan casually made up.

Madam Rong was a bit thirsty too and started eating.

"By the way, why does this watermelon taste so much better?" The ones she bought never tasted this good.

Rong Yan thought to herself... could they really compare? Hers was from a special "space," naturally exceptional in flavor.

"I came across a farmer you don’t know; he grows them quite well."

Madam Rong wasn’t concerned about that; her mind was on those appliances.

She quickly finished her watermelon in a few bites.

"I’m going to look around."

She headed straight for the kitchen to check out the big refrigerator.

"Wow, this really is something."

The kitchen was spacious, truly enough room for it.

"This really can keep things cold? It won’t break?"

Rong Yan, who followed her, nodded, "Of course, the top part is for keeping things fresh, the bottom is for freezing, the kind that can make ice. In the summer, meat can be placed at the bottom, and food that can’t be finished in one meal like vegetables, including eggs, can be stored at the top."

"That’s really handy." In truth, Madam Rong was still a bit reluctant.

It seemed like it couldn’t hold much.

In the summer, she could buy fewer groceries daily; did she need a fridge to keep things fresh?

Leftover vegetables... she could keep them cool in the well, and they wouldn’t go bad the next day.

But such dispiriting thoughts, she kept to herself.

After all, the appliances had already been bought.

And... it certainly did lend an air of prestige.

"Let’s go see the washing machine and the big color TV." Rong Yan leaned lazily at the door frame.

Madam Rong hadn’t finished admiring everything yet, but without the refrigerator being powered, it didn’t look impressive.

So she went to inspect the washing machine...

After listening to her daughter explain how it worked, she managed to remember the basics.

"...Ah, I never imagined there’d be a day when we’d use a refrigerator and a washing machine... It’s beyond my dreams."

Those past years had been so tough; anyone with a bit of money lived in fear.

Now things have drastically changed.

Indeed, life is getting better and better, moving forward with promise.

"From now on, there’s going to be plenty of good things, just wait and enjoy the good days ahead!"

Madam Rong was indeed very happy.

Especially seeing each room stuffed with good things, her smile hadn’t stopped.

...

In the following days, Madam Rong and Rong Wenming found every spare moment to run to the quadrangle house, as there was a lot of stuff to be moved.

The Rong Family was busy.

At the Rong Wenze’s house

"Mother, I heard big brother is hosting a banquet tomorrow, but they haven’t invited us." Rong Wenze’s expression was displeased.

His words had barely finished when Grandma Rong’s face turned completely dark.

Rong Wenze caught a glimpse of his mother’s expression and continued in an extremely angry tone, "He really went too far. Even if he didn’t invite our whole family, he should have at least invited you. Why didn’t he? What kind of grudge must it be?"

"How would our neighbors view us... view you?"

The more he talked, the darker Grandma Rong’s face became.

Rong Wenze added fuel to the fire, "Mother, aren’t you going to talk to big brother?"

"...No." Grandma Rong firmly responded, "Since he truly doesn’t acknowledge me anymore, then I don’t acknowledge him either, nor his whole family. Whatever they want, let them be; it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing this, Rong Wenze was dumbfounded... How could this be possible.

If she wasn’t going... then how could he go?

"Mother, why wouldn’t you go? You are Rong Yan’s own grandmother. What kind of reason is there for an own grandmother not to attend her granddaughter’s wedding?"

"To put it bluntly... only if someone has passed away would they not attend..."

He gradually lost his voice under Grandma Rong’s furious gaze.

"Are you just waiting for me to die?" Grandma Rong asked furiously.

Rong Wenze was flabbergasted, "...Mother, I’m not, how could I ever wish for your death? I hope you live to a ripe old age!"

Grandma Rong frowned, "I don’t care what you all think, even if they invite me, I’m not going. Stop bothering me with their family matters."

With that, she walked out.

Rong Wenze hadn’t expected such a reaction from Grandma Rong, "Mother, where are you going?"

***

Rong Wenming still felt somewhat reluctant to leave the house he had lived in for so many years.

Madam Rong felt the same; back then, when this house was allocated, the second household had several conflicts with Grandma Rong.

Eventually, it was under their couple’s firm stance that this house was not taken away by Rong Wenze’s family, but the other apartment was.

"Why are you reluctant?" Rong Yan saw them looking around the inside and outside of the courtyard after they had finished eating.

Madam Rong gave her a glance, "Of course we’re reluctant, this is where you grew up."

Rong Yan:...

She didn’t feel much about it.

To keep them from being melancholic, she quickly changed the subject, "Will it be in time by tomorrow noon?"

"It will be in time, the cooks are going there at six o’clock, and we will leave at eight." This hour was more auspicious.

Hearing it would be in time, Rong Yan said, "Then you all should go to sleep early! We need to get up early tomorrow."

"You should go to sleep already. Hurry up," Madam Rong urged her.

Qin Yu and Qin Mei swiftly went upstairs.

They were a bit excited.

Last time, during big brother and sister-in-law’s wedding... only the sister-in-law came over, and there was barely any food at home.

That had really been tough on the sister-in-law.

Luckily this time they could make it up, and they felt pretty good about it.

Rong Yan didn’t want to annoy her mother, so she went upstairs with Qin Ye.

There actually wasn’t much to move from here; everything needed was already arranged over there.

Even if they needed to move... it was so close, they could always come back home anytime.

Qin Ye also went upstairs with her; when he entered the room, he immediately closed the door.

"Wife."

Rong Yan turned her head when she heard him call.

Then she saw that he had actually taken out three golds.

"When did you buy this?"

"I bought it a couple of days ago, do you like it?"

Rong Yan looked at the gold design... It was acceptable.

"It looks pretty. But where did you get the money?"

All his money was with her; where could he get the money?

Facing his wife’s puzzled look, Qin Ye explained, "I melted the gold bar Qin Zhen returned to me into one yuan, and then had the old master craft a new set."

Rong Yan remembered now, last time’s gold bar... Qin Ye indeed hadn’t given it to her; at the time, she had also forgotten about it.

She hadn’t expected him to do this.

"Is there any more left?"

"I made a gold bracelet for Mother-in-law and plan to give it to her tomorrow."

Rong Yan:...

She couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up.