Even though later the issues with the Zhang Family were resolved, and Zhang Wenbin rearranged his work, making life better at home, he never mentioned changing her quilt to a new one.
Instead, Zhang Wenbin got himself a new quilt and naturally gave her his old one.
He even told her that two quilts are warmer than one.
Jia Liang looked at Qin Juan, whose eyes had reddened, and immediately panicked.
"Whatâs wrong with you? Is there something youâre not satisfied with? Donât cry, just tell me, as long as I can manage it, Iâll do it all for you."
Qin Juan shook her head, "Itâs fine, I listen to you, I have a few hundred yuan on hand, and Iâll give it all to you when the time comes."
"I donât want your money," Jia Liang said with a serious face, "How can I, a grown man, take money from a woman? Are you looking down on me? Keep your money for yourself, buy some new clothes, or keep it as your private funds. After we get married, your money is yours, and my money is yours too."
Qin Juan, seeing his serious expression, burst into laughter, "How could I be so unreasonable?"
"I just like you being unreasonable."
As they were talking, a chattering sound came from near the curtains.
Qin Juan quickly turned her head, forgetting to pull her hand back.
Then she saw two little heads pop out from behind the door curtain.
Ningning covered her mouth, laughing secretly, and said to Zhuangzhuang, who was as tall as her, "Didnât I say so? Uncle Liang likes holding my momâs hand best."
Zhuangzhuang nodded and held Ningningâs hand.
"I also like holding Sister Ningningâs hand, come on, letâs go find Niuniu and Brother Jianye."
The two little kids complained and then, hand in hand and happily, ran away, leaving a blushing Qin Juan and a chuckling Jia Liang behind.
Jia Liang still had to go back to the city, so he hurried to catch the bus to the city from An City by evening.
With his departure, the Qin Familyâs Spring Festival officially began.
This year they had a new addition to the family, and there would be another one next year.
Qin Juanâs good days were set, and Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin had been so happy these days they couldnât stop smiling, their faces full of joy.
During the New Yearâs Eve dinner, Qin Han announced another piece of good news.
After the New Year, he planned to plant all the family fields with plastic greenhouses for a big harvest.
By autumn next year, they hoped to rebuild the old house into a row of tiled houses.
Lin Chuxia wholeheartedly supported this idea, but about building tiled houses...
"Big Brother, since weâre building, letâs build a small villa. We will cover half of the cost."
Qin Han, hearing Lin Chuxia say they would fund it, quickly shook his head, "No need, no need, how could I let you pay," it was just his spur-of-the-moment idea.
According to his wife, he was getting a bit extravagant.
Those two strawberry greenhouses this year, after accounting by year-end, surprisingly sold for more than 3000 yuan.
There was still fruit in the greenhouse, and at current prices, selling for another 1000 yuan was totally feasible.
Adding the money earned from the farm supply store, thatâs why he wanted to build a house.
Lin Chuxia feigned a stern face, "Big Brother doesnât want me to pitch in, planning not to let me live in the new house?"
"How could that be, Sister-in-law, how could you think like this?"
Qin Han was suddenly anxious, almost swearing in earnest.
Lin Chuxia chuckled, "Since you donât think like that, count me in; with so many family members, living in a small villa would be more comfortable. When the time comes, weâll build two or three floors, parents can live on the first floor with their bad joints, and the rest of us and the kids will live there, and also the eldest sister and future brother-in-law, just building a row of tiled houses wonât be enough room."
Saying it like this made Qin Han feel it made sense, and he agreed happily, "Okay, letâs build a small villa, maybe weâll be the first in Qin Family Village to build a small villa."
"You shouldnât speak too soon," Zhang Guilan interjected, "This year, several in the village made money with vegetable greenhouses, and those working at the food factory, not to mention others, speaking of Jianjunâs family, the elder brother and sister-in-law are determined to build a house for Jianjun to get married, might as well build a small villa."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hanâs face turned serious, "Did the elder brother and sister-in-law really say this?"
Zhang Guilan nodded, "You know, Jianjun is old enough to be seeing someone, this year, despite working outside, the matchmakers have almost worn out the doorstep. Their house is still the house from before the family split. How could they not build a new house to marry Jianjun?"
"So, should we build this house next year?" Anyway, he wanted to compete to be the first, he wanted to be the first family in Qin Family Village to build a small villa.
Mrs. Qin couldnât bear to look at her sonâs silly demeanor, "Your elder brother and sister-in-law want to build a house for Jianjun to get married, thatâs true, but you should also think, Jianjun has Jianye beneath him, where would they get enough money to build a small villa? Is it building one or two?"
In the village, there werenât many families where the two sons got along as harmoniously as his two sons did.
Just like a spoon inevitably hitting the edge of a pot, when living together for a long time, conflicts between brothers and between sisters-in-law are inevitable.
In the end, brothers can turn into enemies.
Any family with two sons would split early, if they could have two houses, they would never squeeze into one.
Qin Han felt this was indeed the case, and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon he saw from his wifeâs appearance, and understood everything, his wife was just deliberately teasing him.
This was the second Spring Festival Qin Juan and Ningning spent at home, and compared to last year, the atmosphere was more relaxed and comfortable.
It was also more harmonious and warm.
Thinking about next February when she would get married, she cherished her time at home even more.
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Soon it was the first day of the lunar New Year, after eating the dumplings, it was customary to go visiting for the New Year.
Mrs. Qin and Qin Juan both wanted Lin Chuxia to rest at home, but Lin Chuxia felt a bit embarrassed.
Her pregnancy was still in the early months, past the first trimester, and she had no symptoms during this pregnancy, it didnât feel right to not go for New Year visits.
Especially with the elders from the big and third family.
Previously, when Xiao Wuâs wife and the eldest sister-in-law were pregnant, they hadnât made such an exception.
Most importantly, Lin Chuxia loved the lively festival atmosphere of this eraâs village.
She wanted to experience it thoroughly.
Finally, Qin Yang spoke up, "Letâs just visit Big Uncle and Old Uncleâs houses, staying home all the time is dreary, and with me by your side, thereâs no need to worry."
Lin Chuxia gave Qin Yang an appreciative look, her husband understood her after all.
Qin Han, Zhang Guilan, Qin Yang, and Lin Chuxia, the four of them got ready and set off with Little Zhuangzhuang.
Little Yaoyao naturally couldnât go out and stayed at home under the care of Mrs. Qin and Qin Juan.
The little one also especially liked playing with Sister Ningning.
After the two brothers left home, they first headed to Big Uncleâs house, and on the road, they soon ran into Qin Wu and his wife, who were also on their way to Big Uncleâs house.
Ever since Lin Chuxia gave him the green light that time and sent Qin Wu to a branch office in the south.
In the past six months, Qin Wu was rarely at home.
He found the work at the branch office not only broadened his horizons but was also a great training, and after discussing with his family, he applied with Su Wensong to be stationed at the branch office.