Tia materna coadjuvante de romance de época casa-se novamente com um figurão [Anos 70]

Winter of 1973, the cold wind stripped the trees bare. Around five or six in the afternoon, as workplaces emptied out, the streets filled with the clatter of bicycle bells, street vendors’ cries, donkey brays, and the blaring horns of buses.

Everyone was bundled up tightly, only their eyes visible, trembling in the biting wind.

“The market was packed to the brim today. I barely managed to grab two jin of radishes, and when I came out, my shoes were all trampled and dirty!” Aunt Han muttered to her neighbor as she skillfully sliced the radishes.

Just then, she spotted Wen Congyin, daughter of Minister Wen, pushing a cart into the courtyard from outside.

“Aunt Han, you’re back so early?” Wen Congyin called out.

Wen Congyin parked her cart and took off her scarf. Her pretty, lively face was flushed from the cold, and as she spoke, a puff of white breath drifted from her lips. “Aunt, it’s not early anymore—it’s past six. Your radishes look really fresh and crisp, must be sweet.”

Aunt Han’s face lit up with a smile, forgetting to ask about the matchmaking evening that night. “Of course! The seller is my niece’s neighbor; she specially picked these out for me. You should try one.”

Before Aunt Han could hand over a piece, a heavy cough came from inside. Then her daughter-in-law lifted the cotton curtain, holding the little grandson and half emerging into the room. “Mom, hurry up and finish the meal. Your grandson’s been calling for food for ages.”

Wen Congyin smiled at the daughter-in-law. “Sister Zhao is here too. Aunt Han, I won