Let them do whatever they want!
The bigger the commotion, the better. It would be peaceful if everyone starved to death!
From that day on, Shen Zhiyu really refused to touch anything.
He endured it for three whole days without drinking or eating, and even took leave from his work at the factory.
Zhu Xiuqin cursed for three days, until her voice became hoarse, her voice grew weaker day by day, and she had no strength left.
In the end, however, maternal love prevailed.
Before dawn on the fourth day, a dull thud was heard outside.
With a loud bang, Shen Zhiyu's door was kicked open.
Zhu Xiuqin stepped into the room, carrying a bundle wrapped tightly in layers of oil paper, and threw it directly to the bedside.
Her eyes were red and swollen as she cried and lamented.
"What kind of sins have I committed to deserve giving birth to an ancestor like you!"
"Here you go! Go to the Sai Liu family! Marry your precious girl! I'll be left starving!"
Zhu Xiuqin's face flushed red, but her eyes were already filled with tears.
"Go marry your precious daughter! You've drained me dry, and now I have nothing left!"
While cursing and wailing, Zhu Xiuqin seemed to suddenly lose all her strength, and her body went limp.
He knelt down on the ground.
She braced herself on the ground with both hands, her eyes were red-rimmed, her cheeks were wet with tears, and she was crying out intermittently.
"My money... my savings of three years... all gone..."
She collapsed to the ground.
“That was money I painstakingly saved up, penny by penny… I made shoes stitch by stitch to earn money, even skipping meals to save it all! And now… now it’s all gone!”
"God...please open your eyes and look at me...I really can't go on living! Just let me die..."
Her voice grew weaker and weaker.
A howling cry pierced through the walls and traveled from the west room to the east room.
The young couple in the east room, who were still sound asleep, were startled awake.
Shen Cunpu turned over in a daze.
Startled by the loud wailing, I sat up abruptly, still feeling a little dizzy.
He frowned, muttering dazedly, "Why is Mom crying like this? Could it be... that something happened to my second brother?"
As he spoke, he threw off the covers and got off the bed, his muscular upper body bare.
"The way she's crying sounds like she's about to die. I have to go check on her."
"husband……"
Su Qingzhi was not fully awake yet, but she hugged his waist tightly, her soft voice tinged with weariness.
"I feel a little discomfort in my chest... could you rub it for me?"
"oops?"
Shen Cunpu was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his wife, who was still wrapped in the quilt, with a worried expression.
"What's wrong? Does your chest feel uncomfortable?"
He quickly turned around and sat back on the bed, asking cautiously, "Where does it hurt? Let me rub it for you, gently... Say something."
Su Qingzhi turned over, squinted at him, her brows furrowed slightly, and gently poked the tip of his nose with her slender fingers.
"Why can't you see things clearly today? Mom is crying so hard because she's worried about the money. She's not worried about her son, she's worried about the money!"
"Don't rush out, or you'll just run right into her if she realizes you're angry and starts venting her frustration."
As she spoke, her voice lowered.
"You don't believe me? If the family is short of money to give as gifts to her 'precious second son' later, you might have to step in and pay for it yourself. Do you want to be taken advantage of by her?"
"I……"
Shen Cunpu was speechless for a moment, and the worry on his face turned into frustration.
He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he knew in his heart that his wife was absolutely right.
Zhu Xiuqin is indeed just that kind of person.
They seem to be able to hold on most of the time, but when something happens...
Especially when it comes to money, they go completely mad.
He was indeed afraid that she would take her anger out on Su Qingzhi.
"you're right."
He finally nodded, sighed, lay back down on the bed, and gently pulled her into his arms.
"Honey, I've really wronged you... I... I'm sorry."
“From the day you married into our family, I have never let you enjoy any happiness. You have taken care of all the household expenses, rice, flour, cooking oil, and daily necessities.”
As he spoke, a wave of sadness washed over him.
"I shouldn't have made you work so hard, and I shouldn't have let her bully you like that."
"As her husband, I'm really ashamed."
His voice lowered, tinged with self-reproach.
Su Qingzhi didn't say anything, but silently snuggled closer to him.
She gently bit his arm, as if she were being coquettish, or perhaps trying to comfort him.
"You...you're so stupid. Husbands and wives are supposed to share responsibilities. What's there to be sorry about?"
"Besides, if I don't care about you, why would I care about outsiders?"
She leaned against him.
"I married you, not the Shen family, right?"
"As long as we're happy, nothing else matters."
Liu Yuelan said softly, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
"Oh, honey, give me a massage..."
As she spoke, she leaned slightly toward the person beside her, playfully poking her chest with her finger.
Inside the room, a couple nestled together under the warm yellow light, whispering sweet nothings.
In the next room, Shen Zhiyu was so hungry that he was seeing stars.
A series of sharp pains shot through his stomach, but he was incredibly excited.
He carefully unfolded a clean red cloth, counting the two thousand yuan he had just scraped together, muttering to himself, "That's enough... almost enough."
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
