The rest of the people also burst into laughter.
The atmosphere instantly became lively and relaxed, and Xun Hui laughed along.
"You two mothers-in-law just can’t stop bickering, huh? Making me jealous, right?" Wang Hehua deliberately pouted, "I think, you might as well set a date for Xinxin now, so when Little Liuzi marries Xiaoyu, it’ll be just the right time to use it..."
"Has Brother Little Liuzi really set a marriage date with Sister Xiaoyu?" Yang Ruxin’s eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this.
"Not yet, but it will be soon." Liu Cuiyun glanced at Zhao Xinghua, "They say ’When a daughter comes of age, a hundred homes come calling.’ Xiaoyu is a good girl; my Xiaoliu fancies her, so I must hurry and set it up, right?"
"You talk as if my Xiaoyu isn’t fond of Xiaoliu..." Zhao Xinghua chuckled as well. When someone gave one’s family a boost, it was only polite to return the favor. The two families got along well for so many years because of mutual respect. Besides, having her daughter marry Xiaoliu meant she’d just be steps away, able to shout and be back at her mother’s home whenever she wanted, so she was happy too.
"If you sisters-in-law need help, just let me know. My mother and I are both free," Dafeng watched everyone talking with a smile and hurriedly offered her assistance.
"We’ll certainly need your help at that time," Zhao Xinghua nodded gratefully.
"That’s wonderful," Yang Ruxin smiled. "Brother Little Liuzi is also hard-working. With your two families getting married, it couldn’t be better..."
After some chatting and laughter, the conversation turned back to Xun Hui and the Yang Family’s old house.
"Actually, several villagers who heard about it wanted to come and have a look, but after what happened at your old house, they are all too busy watching the excitement..." Zhao Xinghua shook her head, "I really don’t understand what they’re thinking, not living their own lives and always looking for trouble..."
"That’s for sure. Luckily, you’ve cut ties with them, otherwise..." Wang Hehua also shook her head in agreement, "Every day at home, I can hear that old devout’s yelling; she sounds like she can’t talk without cursing."
"In the past, when you were there to take the brunt of it, the rest of the people thought it was only right. Now that you’ve stopped intervening, no one wants to work. Sister Xun, you have no idea, just a few days ago when we were farming, besides Xiangzi and Old Man Yang, everyone else was comparing and competing over who did more work... But it’s tough on Xiangzi; he’s a good person..."
"Her fifth uncle is indeed a good man," Xun Hui sighed in agreement, feeling a bit powerless to help.
"Let’s not talk about those troublesome matters," Liu Cuiyun quickly changed the subject, "Sister Xun, you have a daughter like Ruxin; in the future, you just wait and enjoy the good fortune."
"Indeed, your daughter is worth as much as several sons..."
"Aunt Hehua, you flatter her," Yang Ruxin laughed, "I didn’t have a choice. With dad gone and mom fainting, as the elder sister, I can’t just watch my younger siblings starve or see my mother slowly waiting to die in unconsciousness, can I?" she glanced at Xun Hui, "So, I had to brace myself. Anyway, doing nothing means death, I might as well give it a shot..."
Xun Hui looked at Yang Ruxin apologetically: "It’s all my fault, making Xinxin work so hard..." she said, her eyes beginning to redden. These past two days, since she woke up, had been the most carefree days of her life, with soft bedding to sleep on and kinds of food she had never seen before available any time she wanted to eat. She could eat as much white flour and rice as she liked, and she almost thought she was dreaming.