Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1083: Chapter 1083: Separation

Many people nodded as they listened. If that’s true, then they’re just fools.

Sun Chengmin looked at Sun Ercheng, "Uncle, I don’t have a place to stay. I’ll manage at the brigade this winter, and when spring comes, I’ll build my own house."

What could Sun Ercheng do? It was almost New Year’s Eve; he couldn’t stand by and do nothing while a young member of the village had no place to stay.

The Sun Family remained silent. They were still upset with Sun Chengmin for not controlling his wife, resulting in them being beaten and losing money.

"Alright, there’s an empty house. You can move in."

Sun Chengmin nodded and went inside to pack up his family’s belongings. These were what his wife had brought over.

"Mom, wasn’t it said nothing is to be given to his mom?"

Sun Ercheng happened to hear this. He raised his cane and struck the second son’s family with it. She wasn’t paying attention and got hit directly. "You wasteful woman, those are things from the Yang Family."

Now, the Sun Family fell silent. Sun Ercheng didn’t leave either; he just stood aside waiting. He truly believed this family couldn’t see things clearly.

He thought there was a high possibility that Sun Chengmin and his wife would reconcile. The Yang Family was doing this to cut ties with their family.

These fools were still feeling complacent; they’d regret it later.

Sun Chengmin quickly packed up his clothes and belongings, putting all his wife’s and kids’ things into the wardrobe; these were his wife’s dowry.

He called a few friends to come over, ones he was close to, to help move everything to the brigade headquarters.

A few men came over; this kind of work was nothing to them. The two boxes, along with four sets of luggage and other items, were all moved over.

Sun Chengmin didn’t spare a glance at his parents or brothers as he left behind the home he had lived in for thirty years.

Sun Ercheng sighed. He carefully thought it over earlier and decided this was orchestrated by the Yang Family. Now the most capable son had nothing to do with them anymore.

He followed them to the brigade headquarters, where there was also a vacant room.

Some of those who were close to Sun Chengmin went back home and brought brooms and other supplies to help tidy up. The furniture was also moved in.

Sun Ercheng took a look inside, "Chengmin, come over to my house later to carry some grain. We have firewood too."

"Alright, Uncle, I understand."

"I’ll let the accountant know later to calculate your work points separately."

"Uncle, if you do that, they’ll just make a fuss again."

"No problem, I’ve got your back. You can’t just go on like this; you’ll need to build a house next year. And are you really going to be separated from your wife?"

"A real man knows when to bow and when to stand tall. Go to your father-in-law and mother-in-law to apologize, admit your faults to your wife, and console your two kids.

It’s not easy for two people to come together. Your wife is an honest one; otherwise, she wouldn’t have put up with things like this for so many years. Cherish it."

"Hmm, thank you, Uncle."

Sun Ercheng waved his hand and reminded Sun Chengmin to go back home to collect the grain.

The money hadn’t been divided yet, but grain had already been distributed; there was no way around it.

Now only a few close friends of Sun Chengmin were left. Each of them took out five yuan. "Here you go. You can’t go to your in-laws’ empty-handed.

Chengmin, don’t take it too much to heart. Even the five fingers aren’t the same length. If the elders treat you poorly, then just let it go, and in the future, it won’t matter. After all these years, you’ve repaid them."

Sun Chengmin nodded, feeling anxious and wanting very much to see his wife.

His wife had a good temper and wouldn’t stay angry for long.

"Chengmin, come over for a meal at my house."

"Yeah, come eat at my place tomorrow."

"Thanks, everyone, but I need to go find my wife now. Hopefully, she’s not mad anymore."

Everyone understood; who wouldn’t want to have a warm life with their wife and kids?

Sun Chengmin didn’t go to the village head’s house; he locked the door and headed straight to his in-laws’.

On the way, he thought to himself, he’d just let them vent their anger. After all, it was his fault. He had to get his wife to soften her heart and forgive him.

Meanwhile, Su Yuanyuan and the others were at home. Hu Chunhua had also vented her anger and looked at her daughter hanging her head in frustration, feeling a sense of helplessness. How did this girl end up like this?

She knew her daughter had a good relationship with her son-in-law, but if today’s fuss hadn’t happened, they’d have no way to deal with things; otherwise, her daughter would be bullied there for a lifetime.

Su Yuanyuan had long noticed Hu Chunhua’s actions. In fact, this was not a bad way to handle it.

Yu Xiuqin had already started cooking when they left. The meat was chopped as well, not using the divided wild boar meat, but using domesticated pork; that way, the dumplings would taste better.

She gradually mixed everything together, and her mother-in-law told her they could start wrapping the dumplings.

Yang Xue had no spirit at all; now calmed down, all she could think about was the life she had shared with Sun Chengmin for over ten years.

Su Yuanyuan looked at her. "Sister, have you thought about it thoroughly?"

Yang Xue lifted her head, looking bewildered at Su Yuanyuan, her face full of confusion.

Su Yuanyuan was defeated. "Don’t you know why Aunt did this? What kind of outcome was she hoping for?"

Hu Chunhua looked at her daughter’s expression; she also thought she was like a blockhead.

"Yuanyuan, why bother with her? She’s just a blockhead."

Yang Xue looked baffled at her mother, who seemed fed up with her, and the smiling Su Yuanyuan. Something flickered in her mind, but she couldn’t grasp it.

The four of them wrapped dumplings. With so many people in the household, they needed about five or six pounds of dough just to make the dumplings. Hu Chunhua tasted the filling mixed by her daughter-in-law and was quite satisfied; the cooking was alright.

Yu Xiuqin looked at her sister-in-law’s expression. It was indeed helpless; even if she didn’t fully understand what was happening, knowing her mother-in-law, she wouldn’t break up her daughter’s marriage.

It was more about wanting her sister-in-law to establish herself in her husband’s family, or perhaps even separate them altogether.

Actually, she was quite clear about it; Zhiqiang had told her long ago that they were already separated. Fortunately, her mother-in-law was reasonable.

The four of them quickly wrapped the dumplings, and soon a whole tray was ready.

"Mom, the brigade is cooking some offal and said each household could bring a basin to share some."

"Is it all chopped up?"

"Shubao said that’s what they said."

"That’s good. At this time of year, it’s unrealistic to eat communal meals outside. After it’s divided, they can do whatever they want with it."

"Xiuqin, can you go?"

"Sure, I’ll go."

Hu Chunhua was quite satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

They had wrapped all the dumplings, and the offal was also brought back, filling up a large basin. It was more than enough because Su Yuanyuan’s family of five was also there.

The house was all tidied up, and the four of them shelled peanuts on the bed.

They heard the sound of a car outside and knew he was back.

Yang Xue didn’t even lift her head. In front of her mom, she didn’t dare to show her sadness, or she’d definitely get a beating.