The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Several people greeted Fan Xiuying and Old Jiang warmly, and Fan Xiuying took her daughter to the dormitory.

She had a thousand things she wanted to ask her daughter. Seeing her like this, she felt heartbroken.

"You must have suffered, kid. You say you want to stay at the farm, fine, but why did you come to the forestry station? It's so remote, and there might be wild animals in the mountains. What if something happens? If you really can't take it, just talk to Mr. Wang and get a job in the county.

Your sister told me that Mr. Wang likes you very much and has tried several times to recruit you to the county as a worker, but you refused every time."

Fan Xiuying looked at her daughter with disappointment. Could have been a worker, but insisted on farming in these mountains; what was she after?

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled, "Mom, the college entrance exams are being restored this year. I want to take the exams, get into university, and then naturally return to the city. Why should I work in the county as a worker? I want to take the exams to go back to Jingbei.

That way, I can stay with you and dad. What's the point of being in this small county? I don't want to be so far from you; it makes me uneasy."

Quietly confiding in her mother.

Fan Xiuying was happy, asked softly, "Really?"

So many people, if others heard, might it jeopardize her daughter's dreams?

"Really, if you don't believe me, come inside and see! We've been reviewing for quite a while; your daughter is quite smart."

Jiang Xiaoxiao was proud.

Fan Xiuying wanted to say more, but Old Mrs. Song came out.

"Mrs. Song, thank you so much. You have been taking care of us. It's so considerate of you to still be busy at your age. This is my daughter, Jiang Xiaoxiao."

Fan Xiuying was just showing off, mentioning they had come to see Jiang Xiaoxiao and Old Mrs. Song was particularly hospitable to them.

Fan Xiuying knew Old Mrs. Song was probably here to visit young intellectuals, saying she was visiting Song Moting.

Yet, she felt deeply grateful.

"No need for formality, Xiao Xiao's mom, come in, the kang is big enough, we can sleep together tonight. These past days, your Xiao Xiao has been taking care of this old lady, and I haven't even thanked her. If you act too formal, it's too distant."

Old Mrs. Su was extraordinarily enthusiastic, and Jiang Xiaoxiao felt anxious.

Oh no, she's been thinking about matchmaking for me these past days.

The excuse is strict family upbringing, haven't discussed it with the elders, can't marry casually.

Truly a pillow for a sleepy head.

Fan Xiuying and Old Jiang brought it to the door.

Didn't notice Mrs. Su's happy eyes.

"The weather is so hot, or maybe, mom, I could arrange a room for you and dad separately, lest you're uncomfortable. I'll be quick, wait for me."

Have to separate Mrs. Su from mom quickly.

Otherwise, it might be revealed.

Fan Xiuying grabbed her daughter, "You girl, too impatient. No need for formality with mom and dad, we're not guests, let's just make do for a few days. This kang is plenty big, it's not crowded. Why bother!"

She's not here to trouble her daughter.

Can't bear to.

Old Mrs. Song nodded, "Not crowded, not crowded."

Her in-law seemed so straightforward, and this family too had a direct character.

Old Mrs. Song liked them immensely.

She's never misjudged in all these years.

The more she looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao, the more she liked her, and the more she looked at the Jiang family, the more she felt they shared a similar vibe.

Compared to her current daughter-in-law's in-laws, Mrs. Song felt this family was more in line with their desires, even though they're just ordinary workers, their temperament was honest and genuine.

They're the kind of straightforward people who don't play mind games.

Jiang Xiaoxiao seemed urgent; she meant.

She wished to keep her parents and Song family elders as far apart as possible.

"I also think it's not crowded."

Fan Xiuying and Old Mrs. Song indeed matched in temperament.

Jiang Xiaoxiao was anxious but helpless.

What could be done; this was her own mother.

The old lady looked at Fan Xiuying, then at Jiang Xiaoxiao; these two mother and daughter really shared a similar temperament.

Judging by the family's temperament, it's clear Jiang Xiaoxiao is straightforward.

Her grandson is lucky.

Such a daughter-in-law won't start trouble and won't fear trouble.

Plus, thinking about her grandson's gaze at her daughter, the old lady felt even happier.

This time the in-laws are here, why don't they take the chance to settle the young couple's matters.

With the elders around, holding a wedding would be convenient.

Weddings are simple now; everyone sits together, eats some peanuts, sunflower seeds, candies, holds a ceremony, chats and laughs, and it's considered marriage.

The old lady shook her head.

No way!

Can't shortchange Jiang Xiaoxiao.

She likes this granddaughter-in-law dearly.

The form of the wedding is the same, but if the couple marries here, they can't lack the girl's dowry.

Old Mrs. Song thought.

Now the trend is the three main pieces and thirty-six legs.

Watch, bicycle, sewing machine.

The old lady contemplated her industrial tickets.

Seems there's a shortage, but no problem, she knows plenty of old friends, comrades, can probably borrow with a call.

But thirty-six legs are inconvenient.

After all, this is a farm, not their own house. If they make furniture, it would be troublesome when they want to move back to the city.

Not easy to move.

The old lady wondered if they were too urgent.

If the two children finish the college exams, and assuming they get into university, they should move back to the city with proper arrangements.

With their face, a three-room courtyard is no problem, and the couple can settle happily.

But what if one of the children doesn't pass?

No matter who fails, wouldn't it be a blow to the other?

The old lady wasn't thinking anything else; she's just afraid the exams might change their feelings.

Truly torn.

The old lady worried, and Jiang Xiaoxiao hurriedly pulled Fan Xiuying into the kitchen.

"Mom, let me cook, you watch me and we can chat."

It's not chatting; it's fear that Old Mrs. Song might say something.

Fan Xiuying tapped her daughter's forehead with her finger, smoothing the hair by her ear to the back.

"I never saw you stick to mom like this before; now you've changed. Seems distance makes the heart grow fonder; now you treasure your mom."

But she still followed her daughter into the kitchen.

Seeing such a big kitchen and the big table for meals, she realized these educated youths probably ate here.

But seeing her daughter cook alone, wasn't it too tiring? After all, there were more than ten guys here; how much food would it take for a meal, cooking was tough.

Jiang Xiaoxiao made Fan Xiuying sit at the table.

"Mom, you just sit and watch me cook, it's not tiring at all. What's tiring about it? At least it's better than working in the field! Brother Song takes care of me; male youths have to do field work.

As the only girl here, I cook, avoiding sun and wind. You're still not happy? Besides, there are actually two girls here, just that the other one took leave these days because of family issues. Otherwise, we take turns cooking, not tiring at all.

I frequent the county, you came the day I returned from there. Honestly, I spend most of the month at my sister's place. How am I suffering? I'm here more pampered than at home."