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"We can't do anything about this!" The village women's director arrived, but all she could do was fidget nervously.
When the police from the local station showed up, the old woman simply lay on the ground and threw a tantrum. "If anyone dares to take my grandson away, I'll die right here!" The uncles could only shake their heads in helplessness.
But Qiu Ying was determined to take her child away. The village chief came over and pulled the old woman aside for a whispered conversation. Afterward, he turned back to us and said, "The old lady says that if you really want to take the child, it's not impossible, but since he is half her son's, you can buy that half from her!"
"Listen well, no less than 500,000!" The old woman placed her hands on her hips, frothing at the mouth.
Some villagers whispered among themselves, "This old woman is truly something else. She hardly lets the child eat properly and often starves him; no wonder he's so small! What a sin!"
Qiu Ying looked at me with tear-filled eyes.
With the village officials and police as witnesses, I took out my phone and transferred 250,000.
"Hmph! Last time you tricked me by saying he was your landlord. Would a landlord give you hundreds of thousands? When my son comes back, you two will be in for it!" The old woman took the money but continued to threaten us.
Happiness knocked on our door!
Our life as a "family of three" was blissfully chaotic. I no longer let Qiu Ying go to work; she woke up early every day to prepare meals, constantly coming up with new dishes. In the afternoons, when I returned from grocery shopping, we played with the child together. She made everything from rice cakes to noodles… even Shanghai-style pan-fried buns that looked quite impressive.
In the evenings, we washed the child together, and then we washed ourselves together… The joys of our bed were delightful and endlessly satisfying.
Once she became pregnant, I would share the good news with my parents. By then, having a grandchild as leverage would silence any dissent.
After one joyful moment together, Qiu Ying nestled in my arms and said, "I want to call home..."
I replied, "Go ahead. After you're done, I'll accompany you back; consider it my official introduction as your husband!"
She sighed, "It's too far; just the travel expenses will cost a lot! How much do you earn? You've already spent nearly 300,000 here!"
I pulled out a bright red savings book. Under the light, she counted in disbelief: "One, ten, hundred, thousand… oh my god! How do you have so much money?"
After finishing her call, she was initially happy: "I told my parents about our situation..."
Her happiness made me happy too.
But then she grew worried: "Because of me, my brother's marriage fell through… They had to compensate the other party. My parents want him to come here to find work and help fill our family's financial gap."
She had run away from an arranged marriage and left behind a mess for her family. As her man, it was my duty to help her "fix things."
I transferred 100,000 yuan to her, saying, "Use this for your parents first. When your brother comes, I'll help him find a job. I'll sponsor him when he needs money for his wedding!"
Qiu Ying was even more tender and affectionate. I had Qiu Ying buy her brother a plane ticket and drove to the airport to pick him up.
They say that nephews resemble their uncles, and Qiu Ying's son looked just like her brother. However, for some reason, Qiu Ying and her brother didn't quite resemble each other.
Recently, Brother Xiong had been away for some study exchanges and had just returned, eager to invite me out for drinks. I insisted on staying in: "Eating out is overrated. Come to my place; let your sister-in-law cook. It'll be absolutely delicious!" I boasted proudly.
"I need to see what kind of woman can make my bro so infatuated," Brother Xiong said casually.
When Qiu Ying opened the door, Brother Xiong was clearly taken aback, which made me quite pleased.
Since I had called ahead, six dishes and a soup were quickly served hot on the table. We also invited the kids' uncle over to join us in eating and drinking.
"When are you planning to get married?" Brother Xiong asked. I looked at Qiu Ying; she smiled shyly and glanced up at me.
Brother Xiong turned to the kids' uncle and asked, "Does your family have any objections?"
"No, no... Mom and Dad both agree..." the kids' uncle replied while focusing on his food.
After one and a half bottles of wine, Qiu Ying's brother stumbled off to rest, and with the child getting fussy, Qiu Ying also excused herself. Brother Xiong and I switched to beer and continued chatting.
"In the past, when my parents urged me to settle down, I never listened. Now I realize how nice it is to have a woman around! Once Qiu Ying gets pregnant, I'm going to give my parents a huge surprise!"
"Take it easy..." Brother Xiong said with a hint of caution.
I felt a bit embarrassed by his comment. Lately, I had been feeling unusually sleepy and weak—perhaps from overexertion.
I wanted to take Qiu Ying to get our marriage certificate, but she said, "Let's wait a bit longer; I'm afraid you might regret it!"
So we decided to wait a little longer. The rice was already cooking; good meals are worth waiting for.
Ever since the last time I drank with Brother Xiong, he has practically become a regular at my place.
Qiu Ying has blown hot and cold by my pillow a few times, saying, "In your heart, I must not be as important as that surname Xiong!"
I brushed her off, "What are you thinking? He’s not going to have kids with me! In a couple of days, I'll take you to see some apartments. How about we buy a spacious duplex? That way, when our parents come to visit, they’ll have a place to stay!"
Qiu Ying fell silent; she must be daydreaming about a beautiful future.
No good, I’m feeling sleepy again.
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