People born in the 80s became relocated households

Since I got married into my husband's family, I have never cooked a meal and am often ridiculed by my mother-in-law. Most people at the door know it.

Jiang Shuya knew that Wang Hongjuan would never tell her the truth. In her previous life, she always heard her complain and worry, but she had never seen her go to the city to sell things.

Because her husband's brother-in-law works in the government, all the grapes ordered by the company are from her family, so they naturally have no trouble selling them. Her wry smile and worry on the surface are just an appearance, as she is unwilling to share the resources with others.

Of course they kept it secret. Whenever other families went out to sell grapes, her family would pick the grapes in baskets before dawn and put them in the backyard, packing them into boxes and locking the front door. One could only vaguely hear the crackling sound of the packing tape.

It’s nothing like my previous life, when I would get up at dawn every day to pick grapes and go back and forth around the city.

Grapes are a fruit that is not durable and has a short shelf life. When it rains and is ripe, they will burst and fall off easily, making them unsaleable.

Generally, during the period when grapes are on the market in large quantities, the whole family has to rush to the city, each person tying three baskets of grapes on the electric car, and entering the city at daybreak.

Many times Jiang Shuya was anxious and would go there again in the afternoon. She would always come back to catch the last ferry to get home. In the early days, the family was relatively harmonious, but after a few days, the mother-in-law and the old man couldn't stand it anymore.

Although it can be sold for 5 yuan per pound in the city, people usually buy them in bunches. After careful selection, there will always be some left over to be sold at a low price. Not only does it sell slowly, it is also troublesome.

You have to get up early, and it's not as convenient as selling directly to the vendors. Shuya is the only one left to sell. After a summer, Shuya has become darker and her skin has become rough.

Look at Wang Hongjuan, who sells cosmetics in the shopping mall. She has good skin care and knows how to take care of herself. In comparison, Shuya pales in comparison and is just a pretty country girl.

Jiang Shuya patted the sleeping Baoer in her arms, raised her hand and looked up and said:

"Your parents-in-law are really capable. They raised three children and built a three-story house. I really envy you for having such an old lady who can keep everything in order without you having to worry about anything."

Wang Hongjuan glanced at Shuya:

"Are you kidding me? You don't know the troubles in my family. Although I have three children, I am biased and can't treat them equally. Oh! I'll tell you later."

Seeing Old Lady Wang enter the yard, Wang Hongjuan changed the subject, picked up the peeled potatoes and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Shuya had no intention of listening to other people's gossip. She said hello to Old Lady Wang and went home with Baoer.

Just as I put Baoer on the bed, the phone started to make a "beep... beep..."

The phone rang. It was Dad Jiang Dong. I answered the phone and told him that I had asked about the prices of sand, stone, cement, bricks, etc. There were second-hand wood available on the construction site. The quality was good and the price was cheap, which was more than enough for building a farmhouse.

This way, we can save some money. We can buy the doors and windows from the second-hand market. If we buy ones with relatively good quality, we can save half the price. Shuya nodded in agreement.

I heard Li Dalan on the other end of the phone shouting that the workers we hired could be used by your younger brother and your father, and if you bring a few experienced bricklayers who you have a good relationship with, your two-story building can be built in less than ten days.

We have to provide people with two meals a day, good food and drink, and we can't treat the hard laborers unfairly. There is also a wage, and a division of labor prices for big and small workers.

According to market conditions...ah...Shuya's eyes became moist when she heard this. Although Li Dalan had a bad mouth, she still supported her at the critical moment. Which mother doesn't want her daughter to live a good life?

Until the person on the other end of the phone explained clearly, the last sentence was that bank transfers must be booked one day in advance and I could go and pick up the money tomorrow afternoon.

Jiang Shuya finally sorted out her thoughts, wiped the tears from her eyes and responded "Okay". After dinner and a short rest, she saw an elderly man walk in.

Because the front area was an open space and the door to the main room was wide open, you could see everything when you stood at the door. There was really no privacy at all.

When I got closer, I realized it was a grandfather with a head full of white hair. Yes, Huang Minghao's grandfather. He had his hands behind his back, his back was slightly hunched, he walked slowly, and he was very thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

It was this old man who paid a dowry of 6 yuan to help his grandson marry Shuya, but the grandfather passed away a year later.

Before he died, he told Jiang Shuya and Huang Minghao not to return the 60,000 yuan betrothal gift to their eldest aunt, because that was not their eldest aunt's money but his own. He said it was a loan from their eldest aunt because he was afraid that other brothers and sisters would be dissatisfied.

Asking Huang Minghao to pay back the money every month is, firstly, to test his sense of responsibility, and secondly, to let him know that only by being down-to-earth can one reap tangible rewards. The old man raised his grandson since he was a child, and he loves him deeply. Huang Minghao's job was also arranged by his grandfather.

When Jiang Shuya first came to visit, the old man felt that this granddaughter-in-law was rare, well-educated, and willing to endure hardships.

When they learned that the dowry was 6 yuan, the son's family couldn't afford it. They went to borrow money but failed. Then the grandfather took out the money for the first time and covered up the lie with the eldest aunt.

Although the old man loved his grandson, he was dissatisfied with his eldest son, despised him, and looked down on him. I think he did a lot of things that made the old man angry when he was young. Shuya helped the old man sit down, took a cup and poured a glass of water and placed it in front of him.

The old man ignored the gazes from the old man and the old woman, and asked calmly: "Are you going to build a house on the residential land above?"

Jiang Shuya responded with a slight smile: "Yes, Grandpa, we are two households. Don't we just happen to have a piece of residential land? I want to build a house on it first, and then make the division of households. This will be good for the future."

"It's for the future demolition, not a real separation to live there, right? Then do you have that much money to build it?" The old man asked with a scrutinizing tone.

Jiang Shuya pursed her lips and said, "Yes, I won't hide it from you. I have already borrowed the money and I will pay it back myself. You are worried that your aunts will be dissatisfied, right?"

The old man showed a helpless expression:

"Your uncle came to me today and said that he had already ordered all the bricks and paid the deposit. If you break the contract, you won't get the money back. Your family still owes him money. He promised to give you 5000 yuan at the beginning, and now he will pay you yuan to offset the debt."

"You see, this is fine. If you want to build a house, you have an empty front yard now, so you can build a two-story house, and you can also build a few rooms in the backyard. When the house is demolished, there will be enough square meters."

Jiang Shuya knew that her grandfather was asked by her uncle to come and settle the matter, and most likely her uncle and aunt had another fight.

Grandpa acted as a peacemaker in order to calm things down.

He knew his second son, who was notoriously afraid of his wife.

Although Jiang Shuya couldn't bear to see her grandfather act as a peacemaker, she still responded firmly: "Grandpa, to be honest, I have already contacted the sand, cement, and wood here."