Chapter 123 The maid can’t survive
"If we choose Senior Jasmine's group, will she reject us?"
"Can we really choose whatever we want?"
"When can I choose?"
…
These people had a lot to say, and Teacher Li answered them one by one.
"It'll be confirmed before National Day," Teacher Li said. "You all need to practice now. Rehearse the plays that the unit needs to perform. It's not just me who's watching, the other leaders are watching too. When you come to the unit, whether you're a senior or not, you're all seniors."
Teacher Li meant that those from local theater troupes should not be afraid. Whether they graduated from Nancheng Art School or not, they were all the same. Since these people came to the Provincial Xiaobaihua, they were all members of the Provincial Xiaobaihua.
At lunch time, Teacher Li and Jiang Moli ate together, and the two of them sat together.
"Is there anyone new that you like?" asked Teacher Li.
"No, it depends on the leader's arrangements." Jiang Moli understood what Teacher Li meant. If Jiang Moli saw someone she liked, she could directly ask them to join her team. Jiang Moli was not interested in these things. It was better to depend on the company's arrangements.
Jiang Moli wanted her team to be more talented, but she couldn't just pick all the talented people. If she did, what would the other teams do? It was better for Jiang Moli to let the company make the arrangements instead of choosing.
"Okay, then whoever is more capable will be the first to make the choice," said Teacher Li.
"Whoever is better will make the first choice?" Jiang Moli looked at Teacher Li.
"Yes." Teacher Li said.
"They don't necessarily want to join my group," Jiang Moli said. "We have a lot of talented people in this group."
If I went to another group, I might have more opportunities. But if I came to Jiang Moli's group, I might have to sit on the bench for a while. Some people from Jiang Moli's group also left, and after leaving, some of them became the leading actors in other groups.
The company's arrangement was also to help its opera performers become more famous faster. Having Jiang Moli to guide them was always good. Jiang Moli didn't have much of an issue; as long as the others didn't perform too poorly, there was no problem.
"There are plenty of opportunities in other groups," Jiang Moli said.
"If it were you, which group would you choose?" asked Teacher Li.
"Well...it depends on whether you're confident." Jiang Moli said, "If you're strong enough, then give it a try. Go to a stronger group and fight with others. Maybe you can improve faster. If you're weaker, not very strong, then go to a more mediocre group. At least you still have a chance. Sometimes you need more opportunities. With more opportunities, you can win by numbers."
"When you came to Provincial Xiaobaihua, you performed 'Five Women Paying Homage to Their Birthday'," Teacher Li said. "That was because you performed so well in the South City Drama Troupe."
"At the time, it was because an opera singer from our unit... the South City Drama Troupe got pregnant that I got the opportunity," Jiang Moli said. "I'm always ready and ready to take on any opportunity I have."
Jiang Moli has always done this. When she was in the South City Drama Troupe, Jiang Moli was not yet famous and she played supporting roles. Jiang Moli did not care about the number of lines. As long as she could perform, she would go. It didn't matter if she performed more than a few times. Jiang Moli tried her best to perform well. Even if it was not her part, she would still learn.
"It's all just a coincidence," Jiang Moli thought back to the past. She felt very lucky to have encountered a pregnant opera actress, which allowed her to quickly step up. If the opera actress hadn't been pregnant, Jiang Moli might not have had the opportunity so quickly. Even if Jiang Moli had successfully entered the provincial Xiaobaihua, she might not have been able to get the role of Cuiyun.
Jiang Moli knew clearly in her heart that she was lucky and had a relatively smooth journey.
"This is fate," Teacher Li said. "You're capable, so you deserve this position. If you weren't, you wouldn't have gotten the chance. The new recruits are all about the same level of skill. Let's see who comes out on top later."
Since Jiang Moli didn't make a choice, then let those people work harder and fight.
Teacher Li doesn't think this is cruel. When new employees arrive, they need to be made aware of the company's realities. Opportunities must be earned; they can't just sit back and expect them to fall. The company is large, and not everyone has access to great opportunities. It all depends on their ability. Those with ability can advance, while those without can only stay where they are, or even regress.
When those people come to the unit, they have to do things according to the rules of the Provincial Xiaobaihua.
"There are still a lot of people watching your performances, and it's hard to buy tickets," said Teacher Li.
"You didn't go to buy the tickets, did you?" Jiang Moli asked. Teacher Li worked at the unit, so she could contact the unit.
"No, I heard it from others," Teacher Li said. "You're talented, and everyone likes you. In our line of work, audience appeal is crucial. Some people with average talent can still thrive if they're popular. People like you, who have both talent and audience appeal, will soar."
"Not bad." Jiang Moli said, "I do have some audience appeal."
Jiang Moli was very happy to see so many audiences come to watch her sing, and she wanted to perform better and didn't dare to perform badly. Jiang Moli appeared on the stage in her best condition, allowing the audience to feel her sincerity.
"You're such a good person," Teacher Li said. "You don't know how many people envy you."
"It's okay, it's okay." Jiang Moli said, "Others envy me, but I also envy others. There's a saying that goes, 'You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, while the people who are looking at the scenery are looking at you from upstairs.'"
"There are still many people who envy you." Teacher Li said.
"That's because they only see my glorious side, so they envy me." Jiang Moli said, "They don't see the hard work and sweat I put in behind the scenes. Yaran and I met when we were very young. I'm not saying Yaran is bad, but I really have to pay a lot to get to this point."
Jiang Moli never thought Zhou Yiran was wrong. She knew from a young age that she was different from Zhou Yiran. Zhou Yiran had a family background in opera, so she didn't need to work hard to perform well. To go further, she had to put in more effort, but Zhou Yiran simply didn't put in the extra effort.
Sometimes, Jiang Moli thought that if Zhou Yaran worked harder, she might be able to excel. Jiang Moli was not jealous of Zhou Yaran. Zhou Yaran's family background was not something that came out of thin air. It was also the result of the efforts of her elders.
Jiang Moli dared not to work hard, she was afraid that if she did not work hard, she would be on the verge of collapse. When Jiang Moli became famous, she dared not to work hard, for fear that others would say she was arrogant and that she was not as good as before.
Now, Jiang Moli doesn't care so much about what others think. She thinks more about acting well, singing well, and doing what she wants to do. Maybe after reaching a certain point, she doesn't have so many requirements for herself, so she wants to relax a little.
"It's always like this. We only see the beautiful side," said Teacher Li.
When Jiang Moli returned home, she happened to see Teacher Lu, who came to see the baby.
"Teacher...Mom." Jiang Moli said.
"How's things going at work?" Teacher Lu asked. "I heard you have some new hires."
"Well, some were recommended by local theater troupes, and some are graduates of the South City Art School," Jiang Moli said. "They haven't been grouped yet. They'll be determined before National Day. Teacher Li wants to see how they perform. Whoever performs best will be grouped first. After the group is selected, the directors can choose to refuse, but the chances of rejection are slim."
Unless there are serious problems, those groups will not reject new people.
"When you see them, does it remind you of when you first joined the unit?" asked Teacher Lu.
"When I entered the Provincial Xiaobaihua Academy, I didn't do the same as them. I went to participate in the performance very quickly." Jiang Moli said.
"You were the one who saved the day back then," Teacher Lu said. "We were short of people, so we asked you to step up quickly. Now, we don't need those people to save the day anymore. We need them to show their abilities and see which group they're best suited for. Letting them make their own choices is also a way to encourage them and help them improve. They chose their own group, so they have no say in that."
"Yes." Jiang Moli said, "There's a newcomer."
"They're not newcomers. Many of them have been singing opera for many years," said Teacher Lu. "Many of them started learning when they were very young. Most of them have been studying opera for more than ten years."
"That's right..." Jiang Moli was not even twenty years old at the time, but she had already been studying opera for over ten years. Many of them were like this; they all had to work hard and spend more time to avoid being caught up by others.
"Do you feel a sense of crisis?" asked Teacher Lu.
"I don't feel much." Jiang Moli spoke truthfully. "Maybe it's because I've been planning to retire in my forties, and I'm still acting in film and television, so I don't feel much of a crisis. If I retire from opera, I can still act in TV dramas."
Jiang Moli previously played a minor supporting role in a film, but she still won an award. Deeply involved in opera, Jiang Moli hadn't expected to win awards in film or television. She didn't even attend the awards ceremony, and was surprised to learn she had won. Someone from the production team went to help Jiang Moli accept the award, but she didn't regret not going. She had an opera performance to perform, so she had to get on with it.
"There's a way out, don't be afraid." Jiang Moli said, "Teacher Li and the others are all like this. When I joined the unit, Teacher Li was still starring in opera, but later, she gradually retreated."
Jiang Moli will be like this by then. She is not sure how many years she will be popular, but when she is in her forties, it is almost time for young people to take over. At that time, Jiang Moli can still continue to sing, but she will give young people more opportunities.
Jiang Moli follows the example of her predecessors; this is a fine legacy. If no one can fill her shoes, Jiang Moli will sing for a few more years. It's unrealistic to expect her to do so for many, many more years. As she ages, her overall performance may not be as good, especially with a long run. Jiang Moli also needs to consider the suitability of the role; she can't just assume she can still play an 18-year-old at 40.
"That's a good attitude," Teacher Lu said. "We all got through this."
Ding Hongwang had been working at the factory for over a month when he received his salary, which was a decent amount. He deposited the money in the bank and kept a small portion for himself to buy new clothes.
At this time, Ding Chao came over with some of Ding Hongwang's old clothes.
"In a few days, when the weather gets cooler, you'll be able to wear them." Ding Chao said, "Your mother means that the weather changes quickly, and it might be very cold one day. It's better to send you some clothes so that you won't be frozen."
Ding Hongwang wondered if these people didn't want him to go over there again. He didn't have to go. He'd heard that some people spent the New Year at their workplace, and not only didn't they leave, they actually liked them working overtime, and even had a New Year's Eve dinner, so they could eat better.
"Okay." Ding Hongwang put away the clothes.
"Your mother also said that you can keep your salary, but don't spend it recklessly," said Ding Chao.
"I deposited it in the bank." Ding Hongwang said. He couldn't give his salary to Ding Chao and Jiang Yuqin anyway.
Ding Hongwang knew his adoptive mother was secretly cooking for her biological son, and those people were whispering about it, trying not to let Ding Hongwang know. But the food would have a nice aroma, and Ding Hongwang might have smelled it, and the neighbors might have told him about it. Ding Hongwang thought if he gave the money to his adoptive mother, she would definitely spend it on Ding Honghui, which was unacceptable.
The neighbors all said that Ding Hongwang had to save money on his own and not give it to his adoptive parents. Ding Hongwang felt that the neighbors had said a lot, and many of their words had come true: Jiang Yuqin was better to her biological son.
An adopted son is an adopted son, not a biological son, and cannot be compared to a biological son.
"Just as you said, I'll put it in the bank and use it when I get married," said Ding Hongwang.
"Okay, okay." Ding Chao deliberately chose this time to come over because he knew Ding Hongwang had received his salary. Ding Chao just wanted to see if Ding Hongwang would choose to hand over the money. Obviously, Ding Hongwang had no intention of handing it over.
Ding Chao and Jiang Yuqin had said the same thing to Ding Hongwang before, and Ding Chao even took Ding Hongwang to apply for a passbook, so Ding Chao couldn't blame Ding Hongwang for not paying the money.
"You've grown up," Ding Chao said with emotion. "You've done a great job. That's the way it should be. You have to save money. That's the money you earn from work, so you have to save it."
"Dad, I have food and shelter here, so I don't need you to give me money." Ding Hongwang said. He knew that Jiang Yuqin and her husband were unlikely to give him money.
During Ding Hongwang's first month on the job, the Ding Chao couple gave him some money, but it wasn't much. Jiang Yuqin repeatedly told him that the factory provided food and accommodation, and that Ding Hongwang didn't need to spend a lot of money. Ding Hongwang immediately understood that Jiang Yuqin and her husband didn't want to pay.
If they don’t want to pay, then don’t pay. Ding Hongwang thought that he didn’t need them to pay him.
Jiang Yuqin always said that she treated Ding Hongwang as her own son, but some of her actions seemed petty and not done well, which made Ding Hongwang dislike her behavior. Jiang Yuqin knew that Ding Hongwang didn't like her that much, but she pretended not to know. Jiang Yuqin thought that she still had her own son, so she didn't need to rely on Ding Hongwang, so it didn't matter.
Jiang Yuqin only did more things because she wanted others to say that she was a good stepmother, at least to do a good job on the surface.
"Work hard." Ding Chao had no intention of giving Ding Hongwang money this time. He brought Ding Hongwang's old clothes and bought him a few apples. On the way here, he was still thinking about Ding Hongwang handing over his salary.
Fantasy is fantasy after all, and Ding Hongwang did not do what Ding Chao wanted.
"Dad, I have to go to work soon." Ding Hongwang reminded Ding Chao.
"Okay, put your things away. I'm going back too." Ding Chao said, "Work hard and do your best."
"Okay." Ding Hongwang nodded.
Ding Chao left Ding Hongwang's dormitory and did not stay any longer.
When Ding Chao returned home, Jiang Yuqin had already prepared dinner. She asked Ding Chao, "Did Hongwang get his salary?"
"Yes, he deposited it in the bank," Ding Chao said. "He said we don't have to give him money anymore. Their factory provides food and accommodation, and he still gets a salary."
"Then..." Jiang Yuqin thought about Ding Hongwang's salary. "Can he save money well? Will he not spend it recklessly?"
"No way." Ding Chao said.
"..." Jiang Yuqin looked at Ding Chao. She was wondering why Ding Chao didn't ask Ding Hongwang. They could help Ding Hongwang save his salary.
"He's old enough, so let him save on his own," Ding Chao said. "When our boss introduced him to a job, he also told him to save his salary. We can't help him for his entire life, so he still has to do those things on his own."
Ding Chao didn't want Ding Hongwang to tell his boss that they were taking his money.
Ding Chao could only give Ding Hongwang a slight hint. Ding Hongwang said that he had deposited the money in the bank. Ding Chao could not say anything bad, so he could only nod and say that Ding Hongwang did a good job.
"He received his salary and didn't say anything else?" Jiang Yuqin said.
"I came over last-minute, and he had to go to work," Ding Chao said. "How could he have the time to talk about anything else?"
"I thought he would buy you something." Jiang Yuqin said, "This is the first time he received his salary."
Some people buy things for their parents when they receive their first salary. Jiang Yuqin thought that if Ding Hongwang hadn't given them his salary, he would have bought them something, but Ding Hongwang didn't.
"How much can his salary be? Not much," Ding Chao said. "He still needs to buy some things, and the money will be gone soon."
"What does he want to buy?" Jiang Yuqin asked.
"Now that I have a job, I have to buy clothes and other things." Ding Chao said.
"..." Jiang Yuqin felt uncomfortable when she heard this. When did Ding Chao become so considerate?
"It's okay if he manages his own salary. If he needs something, he can buy it himself. We don't need to pay him." Ding Chao said, "He also said that we don't need to pay."
"We don't need to pay." Jiang Yuqin said.
Jiang Yuqin and Ding Chao locked eyes, neither of them saying anything else. The same bed made two different people. Jiang Yuqin and Ding Chao had the same idea: they both wanted Ding Hongwang to voluntarily hand over his wages. If Ding Hongwang didn't voluntarily hand over his wages, Jiang Yuqin and Ding Chao wouldn't directly ask him to do so.
Zhao Jiaojiao was about to start school. Nancheng Media School started in mid-September, and military training would follow. Nancheng Media School was a distance from Niu Cuihua's home, and the school's accommodations were not too bad, and the fees were not expensive. Niu Cuihua and her husband planned to pay for Zhao Jiaojiao's accommodation. If Zhao Jiaojiao had evening classes, she could stay at the school, saving her the trouble of returning home.
In fact, it’s not impossible for Zhao Jiaojiao to come back at night, but Zhao Guodong has to pick her up.
There were classes one or two nights a week, which was already quite a feat; not every night had classes. But I was afraid that Zhao Guodong would be working overtime that night and wouldn't be able to pick up Zhao Jiaojiao.
Zhao Jiaojiao accepted the idea of living on campus very well. "Mom, we have to live on campus during military training. I heard that even turning on the lights at night means we have to undergo military training."
"Military training at night?" Niu Cuihua was surprised.
"Yes, we have military training at night as well." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "It will last for more than half a month and will be over before National Day."
"Can you hold on?" Niu Cuihua asked.
"I can hold on, of course I can." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "It's impossible that I can't hold on."
Zhao Jiaojiao stretched out her arms and pinched the muscles on her arms. She was in pretty good shape.
"Okay, okay, if you can't hold it any longer, tell me." Niu Cuihua said, "This is just military training for school, not going to war on the battlefield. Health is the most important thing, don't risk your life. It's still quite hot at this time, not that it's not hot. If you stand outside in the sun, will you get heatstroke?"
"Mom, I'm not a three-year-old child. If I can't hold on, I'll tell you." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "When I was in high school, some people fainted during military training, but I didn't."
"That was high school, and you're in college now," Niu Cuihua said. "How can they be the same? You should take better care of yourself. If you feel unwell, you should tell us. If you're not feeling well, we won't go to military training."
“…” When Mother Niu heard what Niu Cuihua said, she never thought that Niu Cuihua would care about her daughter so much one day.
You have to know that when they were in the countryside, Niu Cuihua didn't care so much about Zhao Jiaojiao. It was only after Niu Cuihua came to the city that she started to care so much about Zhao Jiaojiao.
Niu Cuihua and her husband spent a lot of money on Zhao Jiaojiao. Niu Cuihua felt sorry for the money and cared more about her daughter. It was mainly because Jiang Moli and her mother cared more about Zhao Jiaojiao in the past that Niu Cuihua cared so much about Zhao Jiaojiao now.
Niu's mother didn't say Niu Cuihua was not doing well, and when Zhao Jiaojiao went to learn the guzheng, Niu's mother didn't say that she couldn't let Zhao Jiaojiao learn. That was the money earned by Zhao Guodong and his wife, and Niu's mother had no right to stop Zhao Jiaojiao from learning the guzheng.
Niu Cuihua packed clothes for Zhao Jiaojiao and talked a lot.
"Just tell the dorm manager that you have to come back when you don't have classes in the evening," said Niu Cuihua.
"I know. I have to report to the dormitory supervisor when I come home." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "I can't come back during military training. I have to stay in school."
"Do you want us to bring you some food?" Niu Cuihua asked.
"No, the school has a cafeteria." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "The food in the cafeteria is for people to eat, not pigs."
"Well, okay." Niu Cuihua said, "You have to eat better and don't be too frugal."
"Don't worry, Mom. Don't complain if I eat too much." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "The food in the cafeteria may not be very cheap."
"You always have money for food," Niu Cuihua said. "I've already paid for your college education. Now that we've come this far, how could I possibly not let you eat?"
Niu Cuihua smiled as she spoke. Her daughter had grown up so quickly, and she was about to go to college. Just thinking about it made her feel better. Her daughter was a college student. She thought her main concern would be her son. His academic performance wasn't very good. Even if she chose the athletic specialty route, he wouldn't be able to go to a good university. A junior college would be fine.
It is also thanks to my sister-in-law and those people. They know how to plan. If it were Niu Cuihua herself, she would not know these things.
Zhao Jiaojiao is about to start school, and Jiang Moli prepared two plush dolls and a plush doll backpack for her.
When Jiang's mother saw the gifts Jiang Moli had given her, she said, "You've already given her red envelopes, there's no need to give her these."
"Girls still like these things." Jiang Moli said.
"I think you like it." Jiang's mother said.
"I do like these dolls myself," Jiang Moli said.
Jiang Moli's fans gave her some dolls, but she didn't want to give them away, so she put them in a room.
Once, when Jiang Moli was interviewed, she said that she liked dolls, not because she had no one to accompany her, but because she simply liked them.
Jiang Moli told her fans not to give her gifts anymore. If she gave too many, she would have to find a place to put them. She couldn't give the gifts her fans gave her to others, which would be bad. Jiang Moli couldn't ask her fans: Do you mind if I give the gifts you gave me to someone else?
Jiang Moli herself doesn't need so many things, and it would be a waste to leave them there. Jiang Moli asked fans not to send her any more dolls, as she already has enough.
"It's quite cozy to live in the school dormitory with two dolls to keep me company," Jiang Moli said.
In her previous life, when Jiang Moli was in college, she placed a large doll on her bed. With the doll around, Jiang Moli felt much more relaxed. Without it, it wouldn't have mattered. It was just Jiang Moli's own preference. She had earned some money when she was in college, so she could buy those things herself.
"You are really good to Jiaojiao." Jiang's mother said.
"They're just some little things, not anything particularly valuable." Jiang Moli said, "If you want me to give you something particularly valuable, I don't have any."
Jiang Moli herself grew up as a girl, so she knows what girls like.
Before school started, Zhao Jiaojiao came to Jiang Moli.
When Zhao Jiaojiao saw the gift Jiang Moli prepared for her, she was very happy and couldn't let go of the doll.
"Auntie, auntie, it looks so good." Zhao Jiaojiao said excitedly.
"Your aunt prepared it for you a few days ago." Jiang's mother brought Zhao Jiaojiao a glass of milk.
"Aunt loves me." Zhao Jiaojiao said.
Zhao Jiaojiao had lunch at Jiang Moli's house before going back. Jiang Moli asked the driver to take Zhao Jiaojiao back because it was difficult for Zhao Jiaojiao to take the bus as she had so many things with her.
Niu Cuihua saw that Zhao Jiaojiao had brought back so many things and asked, "Did you go and rob your aunt?"
"No, my aunt bought it a few days ago." Zhao Jiaojiao said, "My aunt gave it to me."
"Your aunt is very kind to you, you must remember that." Niu Cuihua said, "These things must cost a lot of money, right?"
"It costs quite a bit of money," Zhao Jiaojiao said. "I saw it at the store with my friend and asked the price. It was really expensive. I didn't see my aunt when I was shopping with my friend."
"Your aunt doesn't need to see you do those things to know that you like them," Niu Cuihua said. "Your aunt is smart and has a good brain. You should learn more from her."
"Of course my aunt is smart, she is super nice." Zhao Jiaojiao said.
Zhao Jiaojiao didn't remember her childhood very clearly, but she vaguely remembered that her aunt had been very kind to her since she was very young. When she came to the city, her aunt was especially kind to her. Zhao Jiaojiao loved her aunt very much. To put it bluntly, Zhao Jiaojiao loved her aunt more than her mother.
When Zhao Jiaojiao was in the countryside, she didn't have such good treatment. Zhao Jiaojiao still remembered some things, not completely forgotten. If she hadn't come to the city, she might have lived a neglected life.
Sheng Jiahao took the baby out to play for an afternoon, and when they came back, it was almost time for dinner.
"Did you have fun?" Jiang Moli asked.
"Happy, happy." The baby quickly hugged Jiang Moli's thighs, "Mom didn't go with the baby."
"I'll go with you some other day." Jiang Moli gently pinched the baby's face.
The baby is a boy, so Jiang Moli sometimes lets Sheng Jiahao take care of the baby a little longer.
Sheng Jiahao took his baby swimming today. He watched the whole time, even when there was a lifeguard. The baby was in the shallow water with a life ring, and Sheng Jiahao didn't dare let the baby go into the deep water. It was always okay to keep an eye on the baby.
Of course, Sheng Jiahao and his friends didn't go to a crowded swimming pool, but rather one with fewer people. It costs a little more, but it's safer. Too many people means more bacteria in the water, so fewer people is much better. If there weren't any other people around, the baby wouldn't be interested, so he'd chat with other children and play together.
"Mom, we were swimming today, and a child was pushed into the water by another child," the baby said. "That child was quickly pulled out."
Jiang Moli looked at Sheng Jiahao, and Sheng Jiahao explained, "Some children are more naughty and just push others down."
There were only three or four children in the swimming pool, not many.
Sheng Jiahao stared at his own child and didn't pay much attention to other people's children. Those people also spent a little more money to go there, so their family conditions should be relatively good.
Some children mainly play and have not yet learned to swim or their swimming skills are poor.
"Next time, I will take him swimming and not to a swimming pool with other people." Sheng Jiahao said.
"It doesn't matter if there are other people around, just keep an eye on the baby." Jiang Moli said, "Some children just have trouble with their hands."
In her past life, Jiang Moli watched the news and saw children who had unexpectedly pushed someone down, breaking their bones. Their parents refused to acknowledge the incident or pay for medical treatment, even with video evidence. The child was considered the least ill in the family, while the parents were the most seriously ill.
"Baby, be careful." The baby patted his chest.
"If someone pushes you, you won't be able to see it." Jiang Moli said, "Don't think that just because it's a place for fun it's safe, especially in a swimming pool. You have to be more careful."
The probability of accidents in swimming pools is even higher. Even if there are many people around, children may still drown in the swimming pool.
After Jiang Moli gave birth to her baby, she was very concerned about the baby's safety, but she couldn't stop the baby from swimming. She couldn't avoid it forever. The baby still had to learn to swim. It was always good to learn more skills so that if something really went wrong in the future, she could save herself.
"Especially when you are on the phone, if you don't pay attention to the baby, something might happen to the baby." Jiang Moli looked at Sheng Jiahao.
Sheng Jiahao has a cell phone, so someone might call him. After all, Sheng Jiahao is the boss, so it is impossible for him not to answer the phone.
"I'll listen to you. Don't answer the phone when the baby is playing in the water." Sheng Jiahao said, "Don't take your eyes off the baby."
"Mommy, mommy." The baby rubbed his belly. "Baby, I'm hungry. My stomach is growling. Are there a lot of little bubbles in my stomach?"
"Eat, eat." Jiang Moli said quickly.
"Hurry up, wash your hands and eat." Jiang's mother said.
After the baby washed his hands and sat at the table, he ate his meals obediently. He could feed himself, and did it properly.
"Mom, eat." The baby looked at his mother, "Mom, you need to eat more."
"Okay, let's all eat more." Jiang Moli said with a smile.
In the evening, when Niu Cuihua told Zhao Guodong about the gift Jiang Moli gave to Zhao Jiaojiao, she felt that Jiang Moli really loved Zhao Jiaojiao.
"Two dolls and a beautiful backpack, that must have cost a lot of money." Niu Cuihua said, "Your sister bought Jiaojiao a guzheng before, and now she buys these things for her too."
Niu Cuihua clearly felt that Jiang Moli cared more about Zhao Jiaojiao. Zhao Jiaojiao's younger brother also received some gifts from Jiang Moli, but less.
"If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to spend that much money on these things," Niu Cuihua said. "These things may look nice, but they can't be eaten."
"My younger sister bought it and asked Jiaojiao to keep it." Zhao Guodong said, "My younger sister is like this. She went through a lot when she was a child, so she wanted Jiaojiao to not have to go through that."
Because of Jiang Yuqin's existence, Jiang's mother couldn't buy more things for Jiang Moli before. Once Jiang's mother bought something for Jiang Moli, Jiang Yuqin would clamor for it, making it seem like Jiang's mother wasn't good enough to Jiang Yuqin.
Jiang's mother naturally couldn't spend more money on Jiang Yuqin, so she didn't buy more things for Jiang Moli. Jiang Moli could only watch others have those things, but she couldn't have them.
When Zhao Guodong secretly saved some money to buy food for his sister, Jiang Yuqin would always watch over him. Zhao Guodong particularly disliked Jiang Yuqin. Jiang Moli was the youngest, and as an older sibling, she should pay more attention to her younger sister, but Jiang Yuqin only knew how to snatch it away.
"My mom also said that if it weren't for your sister and your mom, I wouldn't be so distressed about Jiaojiao." Niu Cuihua said, "Was I really bad to Jiaojiao when I was in the countryside?"
"This..." How should Zhao Guodong answer this? Not to mention Niu Cuihua, even Zhao Guodong himself didn't pay much attention to Zhao Jiaojiao.
When they were in the countryside, Zhao Guodong and his family often had to work in the fields. The work was hard, and they would feel exhausted when they returned home. Zhao Guodong just wanted to rest more, so there was no way he could pay much attention to his children. At most, Zhao Guodong would check on the children to see if they were okay. If they were okay, then there was nothing to worry about.
At that time, Zhao Guodong still had to think about how much money they had. They needed money during festivals and social interactions... Zhao Guodong often had headaches about money. Even though Jiang's mother and Jiang Moli often sent things to the countryside, Zhao Guodong was still very short of money.
Many of the Niu family’s relatives live in the countryside, and they often interact with each other.
"I didn't think much about it." Zhao Guodong said.
"That's it," Niu Cuihua said. "There's nothing we can do about it. It's not just us, every other family is like that. Let's not talk about us in the past, let's talk about Miao Guifeng. She's still treating her three daughters very badly. She makes them sleep in the same room and even makes the eldest daughter cook. She says the eldest daughter's grades aren't good enough and doesn't plan to send her to junior high school anymore, saying she only needs to finish elementary school."
"Aren't you still in elementary school?" Zhao Guodong said.
"She's going to be in sixth grade in the first semester," Niu Cuihua said. "She hasn't even graduated yet, and she's already talking about it. She keeps asking if my eldest daughter isn't focusing on her studies, or if she doesn't want to study anymore. She says if she doesn't want to study, she should just cook at home and follow her to sell roasted sweet potatoes."
“…” Zhao Guodong was speechless.
"Her second daughter's grades aren't very good either," Niu Cuihua said. "In fact, her eldest son's grades aren't much better either. He's in junior high school, and I heard she's planning on sending him to high school. If he doesn't pass the entrance exam, she'll have to buy his way in."
Some high schools are open to students with low scores, but they require money. As long as you have money, you can go to high school.
Miao Guifeng kept an eye on her eldest son every day, worried that he would be cold or hungry. She also gave him pocket money, and when her eldest daughter asked for money to buy groceries, Miao Guifeng wondered if she had hidden the money.
One time when Niu Cuihua was passing by, she heard Miao Guifeng saying that her eldest daughter had hidden money. Niu Cuihua thought that if Miao Guifeng was worried that her daughter had hidden money, then Miao Guifeng should go buy vegetables herself. She knew how much vegetables cost.
"I didn't say anything when I saw Miao Guifeng talking about her daughter," Niu Cuihua said. "She's not my daughter, so why should I care so much? I don't want to be scolded by Miao Guifeng. Miao Guifeng has a really bad temper. When others asked her to pay more attention to her daughter, saying that her daughter is also her child, she said that everything she did was for her daughter's good. She said that a daughter must be hardworking and capable, and that she herself is so hardworking, but still gets criticized by her mother-in-law."
Miao Guifeng sometimes asked Niu Cuihua to take care of Zhao Jiaojiao and make her learn more, saying that Zhao Jiaojiao didn't know how to do housework and would be troubled by her in-laws after she got married. Niu Cuihua naturally didn't listen to Miao Guifeng. She and her husband spent so much money on Zhao Jiaojiao's guzheng lessons and sent her to school, they didn't do it to make her do housework.
"Those are her biological daughters. If she didn't like daughters, she wouldn't have given birth to three." Niu Cuihua said, "I really don't understand why she gave birth to three daughters. They haven't enjoyed any happiness since they came into this world. They have only suffered and been servants."
At this moment, Daya was washing clothes, washing her brother's clothes and her mother's clothes. Daya was a little older, so Miao Guifeng asked her to do more things.
"Your dad's clothes need to be washed too. Put some soap on them first, and they'll be easier to wash." Miao Guifeng said, "Don't leave them unclean like before. How can your dad wear unclean clothes when he goes out?"
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