Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Chapter 400: Hello, 1987!

Mrs. Qin’s complexion instantly changed as she too thought of this aspect and subconsciously glanced towards Zhang Guilan and Lin Chuxia. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

According to local customs, married daughters should not return to their parents’ home for the Spring Festival.

Even if they had to return home for some reason, they should not be present at their parental home on New Year’s Eve, as it was believed to "step on" the blessings of her brothers for the coming year.

By evening, the courtyard was strewn with sesame stalks, symbolizing a rising fortune.

Zhang Guilan and Lin Chuxia were both aware of this belief but voiced their disagreement.

"Juanzi, those words are alienating; remember, from now on you are a part of the Qin Family."

"Yes, elder sister, we’re all your kin, and how could family concern themselves with these baseless superstitions? If you keep feeling like an outsider, that’s what truly hurts the hearts of your relatives."

Mrs. Qin’s eyes were already reddening. She pained for her daughter but took solace in having daughters-in-law who were understanding and genuinely did not disdain her.

Qin Juan held back her tears and nodded firmly, "I understand, I was overthinking it."

In her 8 years of marriage to Zhang Wenbin, she had always been extremely cautious, for fear of upsetting her mother-in-law.

Yet in this home, whether it was her parents, brothers, or sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law, none had ever looked down on her.

Qin Juan finally realized what true kinship was.

Little Zhuangzhuang, being particularly good at reading the room, grabbed Ningning and ran outside, "Let’s go, let’s go set off firecrackers."

Lin Chuxia also took Qin Juan by the hand, "Come on, let’s go have a look."

Qin Juan smiled and nodded, "Sure, let’s go have a look."

This year, Qin Yang specifically bought whistling rockets in the city.

Qin Yang handed out one to everyone; when the fuse was lit, it shot up with a whoosh and burst open midair, showering the sky with colors; truly beautiful to behold.

Zhuangzhuang and Little Ningning were hopping and clapping joyously.

Lin Chuxia, listening to the intermittent sounds of firecrackers from afar and watching this heartwarming scene.

Another new year had arrived.

Hello, 1987!

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On the fifth day after the New Year, after eating the Day Breaker dumplings, the village loudspeaker suddenly started broadcasting, calling for all the villagers to attend a community meeting.

During the production team era, the loudspeaker was busiest around the holidays.

Whether it was dividing this or that or mobilizing the team members for temporary tasks, everything depended on the loudspeaker announcements.

Ever since the household contract responsibility system was implemented, and the land was in the hands of the farmers themselves, who made their own decisions, the role of the production team dwindled.

Especially during the festive season, when it was typically the quietest period.

However, ever since the establishment of Xiyang Food Factory, chicken farms, and pig farms in Qin Family Village, the villagers reached a consensus.

When the village chief calls, one must attend.

In no time, one by one, they gathered at the grain drying yard in front of the team headquarters.

The winter sun in the afternoon was warm, and everyone, wearing new cotton clothes made for the festival, huddled with hands in their pockets, exchanged New Year’s greetings, and were curious about the village chief’s summons.

At this moment, the village chief was still inside the house with other village cadres. Lin Chuxia, Qin Yang, Qin Han, and Qin Jiang were also there.

This community meeting had already been planned before the festival.