Chapter 4: Fighting for long pain or short pain, both will hurt
Yang Bingliang didn't think it was his fault. What could he have done wrong? It was clearly his eldest brother and his wife who were too petty. They had to argue with him about those things. Yang Bingliang also thought that it wasn't him who sold his nephew, it was his mother's decision, so he couldn't be blamed.
"You're too petty!" Yang Bingliang said.
Miao Guifeng heard Yang Bingliang's words in the room and ran out of the room. Miao Guifeng had just been reborn and was already filled with anger.
"Am I petty? You are such inhuman beings!" Miao Guifeng walked into the living room. "You owe a debt, and your mother wants to sell my son to pay it off. How can this be justified?"
"This...this thing didn't sell?" Yang Bingliang said.
"You knew it all along. You watched your mother sell my son, and you still think I'm narrow-minded?" Miao Guifeng sneered. "It's obvious that you are vicious. You are not human. You have no shame. You are human traffickers."
"Don't say such harsh words..."
Miao Guifeng stepped forward and kicked Yang Bingliang twice. She was no longer the same person she once was. Miao Guifeng was originally a country woman who often worked in the fields and was very strong. In her previous life, Miao Guifeng wanted to kick Yang Bingliang hard, but Yang Bingliang had children and Miao Guifeng was old at the time, so it was difficult for her to kick him.
Now, Miao Guifeng is still in confinement after giving birth, and she doesn't care about those things. She must kick Yang Bingliang hard a few times.
"Guifeng." Yang Bingrong quickly pulled Miao Guifeng over, "You're still in confinement after childbirth, go inside and rest first."
Yang Bingrong didn't want Miao Guifeng to continue arguing with the Yang family. Some things had already happened and they couldn't change the past, so they could only find a way to change the future. Yang Bingrong knew that it was his mother who was wrong, but what could he do? The children were already back and they had separated. Yang Bingrong couldn't continue to embarrass Mrs. Yang.
If Yang Bingrong continued to embarrass Old Lady Yang, others would criticize him. That's how people are, they can talk nonsense when it doesn't concern them.
Nowadays, people are always more tolerant towards elders.
"Don't harm your health," Yang Bingrong said. He was still a little worried about his wife. A woman shouldn't be too restless during confinement. At the same time, Yang Bingrong was also worried that his wife would quarrel with her family too much. He still thought that since they had separated, this matter was over.
Miao Guifeng's hair was a little messy, and she kicked Yang Bingliang a few times. Yang Bingliang wanted to kick back, but Yang Bingrong was there, so Yang Bingliang didn't dare to kick Miao Guifeng.
"Old man, this is too much. You have gone too far." said Old Mrs. Yang.
"He clearly knew everything and watched helplessly. Who was the one who went too far?" Miao Guifeng asked. "That's his own nephew. Does he care about his own nephew?"
Miao Guifeng just wanted to say it out loud. She wanted to let her man know what kind of person Yang Bingliang was and she couldn't let her man continue to support Yang Bingliang.
Yang Bingrong was holding Miao Guifeng, who was about to stand on tiptoe and kick Yang Bingliang again. Yang Bingliang could only run away, not daring to stay in front of Miao Guifeng.
The noise from the Yang family was so loud that nearby neighbors heard it, and some even poked their heads out. Old Lady Yang's act of selling her own grandson was indeed excessive, so it's no wonder Miao Guifeng wanted to divide the family. That Yang Bingliang was even more shameless; he actually knew everything. It's unclear if it was Yang Bingliang who instigated Old Lady Yang to sell her grandson.
Jiang Moli heard the noises of the Yang family. These people were really not afraid of being heard. It was true that if they didn't make a fuss now, they would miss the opportunity later. They should take advantage of this moment to make a big fuss.
"You haven't slept yet." Jiang's mother cut an apple, put it on a plate and came to Jiang Moli's room.
"It's still early, just after eight o'clock." Jiang Moli said, "When we usually perform, we're still on stage at this time."
"Rest well when you have time to rest," said Jiang's mother.
Jiang Moli looked at the door and asked, "Mom, is Dad still unhappy?"
"How could he be happy?" Jiang's mother sighed. "Your father told people earlier that he wanted Yuqin to go on a blind date. It was your father who arranged this. You know about your sister's mother's affairs, and many people here know about it. They're worried that she'll end up like her mother, and that she'll do anything for love. Who knew... she'd still get married despite your father's objections for her love."
Fortunately, the household registration booklet was kept by Jiang's father, locked in a desk drawer. Only Jiang's father had the key to the drawer, not Jiang's mother. Jiang's father usually carried his keys with him, so even if he had a spare key, it wasn't with Jiang's mother.
Jiang's father and mother were a couple who married later in life. Each of them had a child with their previous partner, and they had their own plans. Fortunately, they had a child together. If they hadn't had a child together, their lives would have been even more separated.
"Dad asked someone for help?" Jiang Moli was surprised.
"That's right," Jiang's mother said. "Even if your father dislikes his ex-wife, Jiang Yuqin is his biological daughter. He can't possibly ignore her. Yuqin is already twenty-four or twenty-five. Other girls her age are either married or have children. How could your father not be anxious? He always says that after your sister gets married, he won't have to worry about her anymore."
"My sister is very troublesome." Jiang Moli said, "Mom, she thinks you are a vicious stepmother, so you should be a little vicious, and don't help her too much. No one forced her to marry that man, she wanted to marry him herself."
"Alas." Jiang's mother sighed, "It all depends on your father's attitude. If he wants to help her, there's nothing I can do about it. Come, have an apple."
"Eat, then brush your teeth." Jiang Moli said, "You have to brush your teeth vertically, not horizontally. Brushing horizontally can easily damage the teeth just above the gums, and it can easily cause small holes near the roots. These small holes are difficult to fill."
Jiang Moli reminded her mother of this. Many people don't pay much attention to brushing their teeth, and most people just brush sideways. Jiang Moli is an opera singer, and their teeth need to be relatively straight. If they are not straight, some people will get them fixed to make them straighter. When they perform opera, they inevitably show their teeth, and unsightly teeth will also affect the dramatic effect.
"Don't brush your teeth too hard, it can easily damage your teeth." Jiang Moli said, "You have to brush your teeth every morning and evening, and also brush your tongue."
"I know." Jiang's mother said, "Your father and I have good teeth. Our generation eats less sugar and doesn't eat as much, so our teeth don't break down that easily."
"No matter how easy it is to break, you still have to pay attention to oral hygiene." Jiang Moli took Jiang's mother's hand, "When you and Dad are in your seventies or eighties, you can still have twenty good teeth!"
"Okay, let's all pay attention." Jiang's mother reached out and gently pinched Jiang Moli's nose. "Don't talk too much about your sister in front of your father recently."
"Are you afraid that Dad will think you asked me to say that?" Jiang Moli said, "Mom, Dad knows my temper. I said those words on my own, not you."
"I'm not afraid your dad will think I told you to say that," Jiang's mother said. "Your dad is a man who wants you and your sister to have a better relationship, so that sisters can help each other. You always criticize your sister, and your dad feels bad."
"Whether it's long or short-term pain, it will hurt." Jiang Moli said.
"You can't step on it right now. There's a needle stuck in there," Jiang's mother said. "It will hurt if you step on it now."
"Okay, okay, okay, I'll say less." Jiang Moli waved her hand helplessly, "But, Mom, you really shouldn't be so nice to me. No matter how good you are to her, she won't think you're good. People think that's what you should do. She's using her own father's things, not yours..."
"Okay." Jiang's mother patted Jiang Moli's hand, "Mom knows what to do."
"Mom, I'm serious." Jiang Moli said, "Also, if you have money, you should save it. So many educated youth are returning to the city now, and my brother will be back soon. My sister is married, and there's an empty room at home, but can Dad let my brother live there forever? Will he be happy living here?"
"Now that you're here, stay here first," Jiang's mother said. "We can't let your brother rent a house. Renting a house costs money."
"If I live at home, my sister will think I'm taking advantage of her father," Jiang Moli said. "It's okay if it's a short period of time, but if it's a little longer, my sister will think about the so-called fairness and insist that you give her something."
This is what happened in the original novel. When Jiang Yuqin and her husband were not well off, Jiang Yuqin liked to go back to her parents' home to ask for things.
"I'm not disliking brother," Jiang Moli said. "I'm telling the truth. When brother was little, there was nothing we could do. Now that he's older, things are harder to say. Brother isn't dad's biological son. Dad knows it, and brother knows it. Brother went to the countryside, but sister didn't. Does this matter bother you?"
"You don't need to worry about this." Jiang's mother sighed, "Just live your life well."
"Isn't it because you are my biological mother?" Jiang Moli said, "I don't want everything in the family, but in the eyes of Dad and Grandma, they just can't give anything to my brother. This house originally belonged to Dad, and it's not easy for my brother to fight for it. As for me, I can still fight with my sister."
"Do you want to compete with her?" Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Yuqin.
"Of course." Jiang Moli said, "Only a fool would not fight for it. Only a fool would watch things belong to a sister who treats them badly. My sister has never been very good to me since I was a child. When I was a child, she would give me a headache and blame me. My sister spread rumors about me outside, saying that I copied other people's homework and that I stole her clothes. They were obviously my own clothes, and she wanted to take them away from me. Besides, I can provide for your old age, but is my sister willing to provide for you in your old age?"
Girls grow taller, and by the time they reach junior high school, their height is generally stable. Jiang Moli and Jiang Yuqin are five or six years apart, but Jiang Yuqin can actually wear Jiang Moli's clothes. When Jiang Moli got a new dress, Jiang Yuqin insisted that Jiang Moli stole her new dress, even though Jiang Yuqin also had a new dress.
"There's no way Jiang Yuqin and I will ever be at peace in this lifetime," Jiang Moli said. "Surface peace won't last forever. Just wait, Jiang Yuqin will definitely come and fight for these things at home. There's no way she'll say no to them."
Jiang's mother felt a little uncomfortable listening to Jiang Moli's words. She seemed to pay too little attention to her little daughter. However, what her little daughter said was not wrong. Her stepdaughter would definitely fight for those things. Her son was her husband's stepson, so it would be difficult for her son to fight for them. But her little daughter could fight for them.
When Jiang's mother returned to her room, she saw Jiang's father sitting there in a daze. She folded the clothes beside her and said, "Yuqin is married, so let her get married. We can't let her get divorced. If she gets divorced, it will be a second marriage. Second marriage...it's hard to find a partner after a second marriage."
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