The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 215 "Division"

“No.” Song Yunjin shook her head. “The address doesn’t look like it.”

He smiled and let Lin Zhao guess.

Lin Zhao didn't guess; instead, she peeked at the slip on the package.

"Oh, it was sent by my third brother." She said cheerfully, clearly very happy.

Song Yunjin chuckled, "Sister, you're cheating."

"How old are you? Still playing guessing games." Lin Zhao rolled her eyes at him, took out the scissors, and opened the package.

Lin Shifan sent a lot of things: a beautifully patterned blanket, large red dates, several bottles of honey, two pairs of small wool gloves, one pair of slightly larger gloves, a red scarf, fabric...

The items were a mixed bag, and you could tell that the person who sent them was... sending whatever they had.

"Mom, what's this?" Hengbao touched two pairs of small gloves and looked up at Lin Zhao.

In winter, the villagers would share cotton-padded clothes as a family, so who could afford gloves? And twins were certainly a thing of the past.

Lin Zhao put the gloves on him, a smile playing on her lips. "You can wear these gloves when it's cold. They'll keep your hands warm."

Hengbao's eyes sparkled, "This is good!"

“Of course it’s good, it’s made of wool, it’s very warm,” Lin Zhao said.

Yu Bao looked around and realized there were no younger siblings, so her smile faded a little. "There are no Qian Bao or Yao Bao."

He touched the soft gloves, suppressed his reluctance, and said sensibly, "Mom, can I make mine smaller for my younger brother and sister?"

Lin Zhao felt a surge of warmth in her heart, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"No need. I'll knit the ones for Qianbao and Yaobao, so they won't be left without them. This is a gift from your third uncle; he was worried you'd get cold on your way to school."

Yu Bao felt relieved, touched the gloves, and smiled happily.

"Mom, I'm going to write a letter to my third uncle later and tell him... I really like the gloves he gave me."

Lin Zhao's lips curled slightly. "Okay."

Song Yunjin patted Yu Bao's head and said, "Yu Bao is a good older brother, much better than Song Yuncheng!"

While his brother was away, he secretly complained, "Song Yuncheng loves to fight with me over things. He's really bad and doesn't act like a proper older brother at all."

"It's alright, Yuncheng bought all your pens," Lin Zhao reminded him. "They cost a third of his salary."

"Sister, you know?" Song Yunjin asked in surprise.

"My aunt told me," Lin Zhao smiled, "If I hadn't known, I would have almost fallen for your trick."

"Hehe." Song Yunjin scratched her head, too embarrassed to look at her, and rubbed Yu Bao's face. "It's good, but not as good as Yu Bao to his younger siblings, right?"

He knew in his heart that his brother treated him well and protected him. He wasn't after his brother's money; he was just being silly and making a fuss.

Yu Bao's little face changed shape, her beautiful, bright black eyes staring at her uncle. She didn't struggle or say anything.

“Even you’re protecting your Uncle Yun Cheng.” Yun Jin feigned sadness, mimicking Xi Shi clutching her heart, looking heartbroken. “I spend more time with you all, you four ungrateful little devils.”

Yu Bao reminded her seriously, "Qian Bao and Yao Bao aren't here. They're so wronged."

Yun Jin: "..."

"You overprotective brat!" Yun Jin pinched his cheek.

Yu Bao sighed softly, looking helplessly at his uncle, not knowing what to do with him.

"Uncle, I don't smell bad. I take a bath and change my clothes every day," the little boy emphasized softly.

"Stop messing with Yu Bao, hurry up and help me pack my things," Lin Zhao said, coming to his son's rescue.

Yun Jin released Yu Bao and rushed over to help.

"Sister, what do you need me to do?"

Lin Zhao ordered, "These dates are good. Pack two jin for your aunt, a bottle of honey too, and a floral blanket..."

Yun Jin listened, her lips twitching.

"Sister, you want to move all your things over there?! No need. Give them to the four kids to use and eat. Send my mom a pound of red dates, and she'll be very happy!" he said.

If his sister brings so many things, his parents will definitely beat him up and say he doesn't know how to advise her, blah blah blah.

He's someone no one can afford to offend.

Lin Zhao rolled her eyes at him, "Not much, where is it too much!"

“I left some for the four kids, didn’t you see?!” She pointed to the items that had been set aside separately.

“But…” Yun Jin wanted to say more, but received a cold look from his sister.

"No buts!" Lin Zhao interrupted him, annoyed. "Stop rambling and hurry up and get ready."

Yun Jin pinched her mouth shut and remained silent.

"Pfft..." Lin Zhao was amused by his actions and said irritably, "Stop joking around and hurry up and pack up. We still have time, let's go to your house."

She licked her lips. "I want to eat my aunt's sweet and sour pork."

Yun Jin was also tempted; his eyes lit up. "Shall we bring some meat?"

"Bring it! How will we know if your aunt and uncle bought meat if we don't?" Lin Zhao glared at him, looking at him like he was a stupid dog.

Yun Jin didn't mind at all and laughed happily.

"Sister, you're so generous."

Who would send meat to their uncle's house? Only his sister!
Everyone in the family building envies his parents for having such a capable and filial niece; his dad is practically grinning from ear to ear.

Well... as much as he's showing off, can you please stop being so critical? He's still a student, and even if he wants to be filial to his parents, he's powerless to do so.

"Look at what you're saying, those are my own uncle and aunt, how could I be stingy with them?" Lin Zhao raised her chin slightly, her eyebrows and eyes showing pride.

Yu Bao clumsily tied up the cloth bag containing the red dates and praised his mother: "My mother is not stingy! Everyone in the village says that my mother is the most generous daughter-in-law."

Lin Zhao: Hmm? It seems the villagers aren't talking about being generous, but rather as being as stingy as someone between fingers...

Moreover, it wasn't meant as praise.

They said she didn't know how to manage money, that she was spending it like water just because she married a military officer; they also said that when her four children grew up, some would get married and others would get married, and then she would have her day to cry.

Lin Zhao didn't know why some people in the village had such a strong possessiveness towards their own money, and she was too lazy to care. She just continued as before.

Hearing his brother's words, Hengbao also said, "Mom even brings meat to Grandpa and Grandma. She's the best daughter-in-law and the best mother."

He spoke solemnly, giving a thumbs-up with a very serious look in his eyes.

Lin Zhao's eyebrows and eyes curved into crescents.

Her son is so good at talking; his little mouth can easily charm anyone.

"You are all my good sons too," Lin Zhao praised.

"Good son, hurry up and pack your things. If you delay any longer, your great-uncle and great-aunt's family will have finished eating."

The two boys got serious and, like busy little bees, packed the things they were going to take to the Song family.

They went back inside, grabbed their coats, and came out with their small shoulder bags.

It's getting colder; you'll be cold if you don't wear a coat now.

Lin Zhao led the way with the two children, while Yun Jin followed behind, carrying a net bag full of things on her shoulder and a piece of meat in her right hand.

Noticing the stares of passersby, he grinned, his smile smug and triumphant.

No wonder he was so smug. In those days of scarcity, half a pound of meat was considered a lot, and he had at least two pounds in his hand. Who wouldn't take a second look?!

Lin Zhao saw Yun Jin showing off and stopped in his tracks, almost tripping and falling flat on his face.

This kid is really not afraid of getting beaten up!

The twins helped her up.

"Mom?" Yu Bao's eyes were filled with worry.

He overthought things, thinking his mother was worried about his younger siblings, and said, "Mom, Grandma is watching Qianbao and Yaobao, they'll be fine, don't worry."

Hengbao looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Dahuang and Hupo are here too, Mom, don't worry."

Lin Zhao: "..."

"Okay, I'm not worried." Lin Zhao didn't explain, and led her two sons into the textile factory's staff quarters.

Upon seeing them, the Song family neighbors, who had watched Lin Zhao grow up, greeted them warmly.

"Zhaozhao is here."

Seeing his sister walking quickly, Yun Jin jogged to catch up. Hearing the neighbor's words, he said with a grin, "My third brother sent some things, and my sister insisted on bringing them to my parents."

The neighbors could easily see through his showing off and played along, saying, "Your third brother just left, and he's already sending things back. He's so thoughtful."

“Zhao Zhao also has a heart.”

She looked up at the third floor and said, "You've come back at just the right time. Your uncle has guests coming over. You can keep an eye on them too."

Take a look?
Lin Zhao looked confused.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind.

"Did Yuncheng bring his girlfriend back?" she asked.

Yun Jin's eyes widened.

"!!!"

What?! How long has it been since he came back?!
Does Song Yuncheng think he's dead? His girlfriend comes over and he doesn't even call out to him. Is he even his own brother?!

Yun Jin was heartbroken and furious, and it was all written on her face.

Consequently, they weren't as welcoming to their future sister-in-law, whom they had never met!

“Yes,” the neighbor said.

She saw Yuncheng bring a girl into the family dormitory building; it couldn't possibly be that she wasn't his girlfriend.

Yun Jin exuded a gloomy aura.

Okay, okay, I really forgot about him!

That despicable Song Yuncheng!

The resentment emanating from him was even noticeable to his neighbors.

Her gaze shifted to Yun Jin, noticing the meat in his hand. "Yun Jin, you bought meat? And so much of it!"

Yun Jin: "My sister bought it."

Then he fell silent.

He was really...deeply hurt by his brother.

Lin Zhao glanced at him and added, "I was craving my aunt's sweet and sour pork, so I saved up my meat coupons and came here as soon as I bought the meat."

That's an explanation.

The neighbor, recalling the aroma of Aunt Song's sweet and sour pork every time she made it, secretly swallowed and gave her approval as a neighbor, saying, "Your aunt is really good at making sweet and sour pork."

She laughed, "I'm not going to be able to eat anything today, whether it's upstairs or downstairs."

Why?

It's because of the fragrance.

Children will make a fuss, and if they do, they will get a beating. If they get a beating, they will cry out. When they cry out, the adults will scold them loudly... and the whole building will become lively.

This is something everyone is used to.

Lin Zhao couldn't help but smile when she thought of that scene.

I said goodbye to my neighbors and went upstairs.

The twins were full of energy and climbed the stairs quickly, disappearing in a flash.

As they approached the third floor, Lin Zhao heard the voices of the two boys.

"Auntie?!"

When Aunt Song saw the two of them, her face lit up with surprise and joy. Her tense expression broke into a smile, and she said warmly, "Yu Bao, Heng Bao, how did you get here? Is your mother here too?"

As she spoke, she walked forward and met Lin Zhao's smiling face.

"Auntie!"

Aunt Song looked delighted. "Zhaozhao is here."

Seeing her youngest son carrying things, she scolded, "You brought things back again. Didn't I tell you that your uncle and I don't need anything?"

"If you have extra money, buy more food for Yu Bao and Heng Bao, so they can eat their fill and grow up to be as tall as Cheng Huai!"

Before Lin Zhao could say anything, Yu Bao hurriedly said, "Auntie, my mom buys us food, and we eat our fill every day."

A dutiful son who cannot bear to hear anyone speak ill of his mother.

"Mmm-hmm." Hengbao's smile was as bright as a little sun, and she said proudly, "My mom even subscribed to milk for us, and I drink it every day!"

He gently clung to his great-aunt's arm, tilting his little head up, "Great-aunt, look quickly, am I taller?"

The child strained to lift his little face, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Yu Bao and her younger brother had the same expression.

Looking at the two identical, adorable little faces, Aunt Song felt her earlier bad mood gradually subside.

"It's getting taller, it's getting taller." She gestured with her hands, "Keep drinking it, and you'll grow even faster."

Milk is very nutritious, but also very expensive and hard to order.

"Ok!"

The two cubs responded forcefully.

Yun Jin glanced at her own home, her mood not so cheerful, looking rather dejected.

"Mom, did my brother's girlfriend come over?"

Aunt Song was too lazy to mention it.

With just one glance, Yun Jin could tell that her mother was in a bad mood.

He cautiously stepped forward, choosing his words carefully, and lowered his voice, "What's wrong? Is that person not good enough?!"

Aside from that, he couldn't understand why his mother was so unhappy.

Aunt Song offered no comment, only saying, "Let's go home."

Lin Zhao and Yun Jin looked at each other, their eyes filled with curiosity.

What’s going on… ?
Seeing that her aunt didn't want to talk about it, Lin Zhao didn't press her for details and instead took her hand and walked towards the Song family home.

Before even entering the house, I heard a dissatisfied female voice.

"Song Yuncheng, what's wrong with your parents? Is this how they treat me on my first visit?"

"I've been sitting here on this cold sofa for half the day, and no one has paid any attention to me. Your family looks down on me, and you don't even care about them!!"

Her words were full of displeasure; she hadn't even entered the door yet, and she was already trying to whisper in the man's ear.

Aunt Song inhaled.

She really wanted to beat Song Yuncheng to death!

What kind of men are they dating? Blind bastards!

She was cursing him in her heart, not even wanting to go inside, and listened with a cold face, wanting to see how her son would react.

Song Yunjin was about to rush in and beat someone up, but Lin Zhao grabbed his arm and shook her head at him.

...Don't rush, let's see Yun Cheng's attitude first.

If he's love-struck, then beat him up.

In the room.

Song Yuncheng glanced at his partner with an unfamiliar look in his eyes, his voice taking on a barely perceptible coldness.

"You came without mentioning a thing. Do you think my family is respectable?" he asked indifferently.

She wasn't like this when they were dating before. It was only when they started discussing marriage that Song Yuncheng realized he almost didn't recognize the person next to him anymore!
Disappointment flashed in Qiao Lu's eyes, as if Song Yuncheng was the bad guy.

She said, feeling wronged, "You know perfectly well that I haven't been paid this month and I don't have any money."

Song Yuncheng: "???"

"So I didn't force you to come over now. I meant the beginning of next month... then you can come to my house to get acquainted with the place."

A hint of guilt flashed in Qiao Lu's eyes. She lost her tough stance, softened her voice, and said coquettishly, "I was in a hurry."

She muttered, "You said your parents wouldn't mind, and that they would definitely like me. I think it doesn't matter whether I bring them or not."

Song Yuncheng pulled his arm back, speechless with disbelief.

He let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes. "Can't you understand polite words?"

"You're a grown man, you should know basic manners. Even if you don't, don't your parents? I brought so many things when I visited your house, and you come to mine empty-handed, how can you be so shameless?!"

The thought that Qiao Lu had started pointing fingers and gossiping as soon as she entered his house, even denying the existence of his brother, made him feel extremely nauseous.

And that's not even the beginning!

"This house belongs to Yun Jin and me. Your concept of inheriting property from the eldest son's family doesn't apply to my family. We're not a good match, let's split up!" Song Yuncheng said expressionlessly.

Qiao Lu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and asked incredulously, "You want to break up with me?"

“…We’ll split it!” Song Yuncheng said firmly.

He felt that the Qiao family was unscrupulous and treated him like a fool. After observing for half a day, he realized that Qiao Lu had serious problems with her thinking, and if they didn't separate, his family would fall apart sooner or later.

Minute.

It must be divided.

Qiao Lu suddenly jumped up, her delicate face filled with anger, and her voice rose, "You want to break up with me? You actually want to break up with me!"

"Yes, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Let's break up," Song Yuncheng emphasized again.

Qiao Lu, as the most beautiful girl in the motor factory, was pursued by many and was quite proud of herself.

Hearing his words, which left no room for negotiation, she punched him a few times and angrily said, "Fine, let's break up! I didn't care about you. Even if you beg me to come to my door, I will never forgive you for treating me like this!"

After saying that, he opened the door and rushed out.

They almost bumped into the twins.

Lin Zhao grabbed her son's clothes and pulled him back to avoid the impact.

She looked displeased. "Don't you have eyes to watch where you're going? If you bump into a child, can you afford to pay for it?"

(End of this chapter)