When Su Honglin came out of the bathroom, Su's mother was left alone at home.
He asked coldly, "Why, they all left in such a short while? How did that damn girl know to come back today?"
Mother Su couldn't help but complain: "How dare you say that? With your attitude, who would dare to ask for a scolding at home? Qingqing has changed a lot since she came back this time. I feel that the child wants to live a good life. But you don't even give her a good face. If I were you, I wouldn't stay in this house either."
Su Honglin waved his hands impatiently: "Okay, okay, just spoil her! A three-year-old child will grow old with her temper. It will be harder than climbing to the sky to get her to change."
Mother Su was displeased when she heard this: "What? You beat him to death with a stick? You say he can't change? I don't think so."
"This kid has become a completely different person this time. Didn't you see she even bought you some wine? Have you ever eaten a single bite of her food in her life? This shows she's become sensible."
Su Yongxi glanced at the wine on the coffee table: Luzhou Laojiao, it's really not cheap. This is really the first time I've ever bought this, it's not easy.
Seeing that her husband's complexion had improved a lot, Mother Su hurriedly struck while the iron was hot:
"They say you don't know your parents' kindness until you have a child. Maybe Qingqing will become more sensible after she gets married and has a child! Look at how good this child of colleague Yongxi is. I really hope this child is Qingqing."
"What did you say?"
Su Honglin immediately blew his beard and glared at me, turning his face up:
"How can you be a mother? You want her to have a child before marriage? The child can be anyone's, but it can't be Su Qingqing's."
Mother Su: Well, you’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest again.
She glanced at the old man and said, "Can you please understand what I'm saying before you get angry? I meant 'hope', do you understand? If this child were really my grandson, I would be so happy. He looks so cute and will be loved by everyone!"
Su Honglin immediately stopped her, "Hoping isn't an option either. Don't you know Su Qingqing just loves to take advantage of others? If you accidentally 'hope' for her, maybe one day she'll actually bring you a child!"
"If that's the case, where can I put my old face? What's the matter with wanting to kiss a child when you don't have one yourself? Aren't Yueyue and Dongchen both your biological children? Aren't they enough for you to kiss?"
Mother Su sighed. Although what she said was true, Dongchen was her grandson.
But her daughter-in-law has always been worried about her taking care of the child. She is a doctor, but she is very picky.
It's either unclean or unhygienic. When Dongchen was little, her mother didn't have enough breast milk, so her daughter-in-law would always use a thermometer to test the milk before letting her feed.
More than a month ago, Dongchen had a fever and was unconscious in the hospital for half a month. I went to deliver meals to him every day with good intentions.
My daughter-in-law's food is either too salty or too bland, never just right.
What’s even more infuriating is that one time he insisted that the chicken feathers were not plucked cleanly and poured out all the chicken soup in front of her.
She was so angry that she couldn't recover for several days. Every time she thought of seeing her grandson, she would think of her daughter-in-law's trouble-making face and feel discouraged.
Speaking of Yueyue, she is really a good child, but it’s a pity that my daughter is not living up to her expectations.
Wang Xiaojun was as sharp-tongued as a needle. He would pick a fight if someone said something wrong to him. He relied on his high education and good job and never took Qingping seriously.
I get angry every time I see Wang Xiaojun bossing his daughter around.
Especially after his mother-in-law passed away, Wang Xiaojun wanted his daughter to be buried with her.
Qingping takes care of her paralyzed father at home every day, and it is very difficult for her to go back to her parents' home.
Su Honglin saw his wife sighing and groaning, and he guessed that none of his children were worry-free.
So I comforted my wife: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Don't worry too much about them. Your own health is more important. After all, you are old. If you don't care about yourself, how can you expect them to care about you?"
Mother Su suddenly remembered the matter of the guardian deity: "Oh, by the way, what happened to the guardian deity's tablet? How could it be broken for no reason? We can't enter that room."
Su Honglin became even more depressed when he mentioned this. He rubbed his temples:
"Who says it isn't?! Everything was fine when Hong and I first came here. Maybe I've finally reached the end of my rope in this line of work?"
Mother Su struck while the iron was hot and agreed: "Yes, that's right. If you ask me, this is better. You should take this opportunity to quit. Others say that these crooked things will affect the fortune of future generations. Look at these children in our family, not a single one of them is..."
"Bullshit, who said that?"
Su Honglin immediately flew into a rage: "I've been performing shaman rituals my whole life, how many people have I cured? Do I ask for favors from anyone? At most, they might send me some food and drinks during the holidays. Do I need anything more than that? I always treat them first, regardless of whether they have money or not."
Mother Su thought, just because you didn’t want it doesn’t mean your second uncle doesn’t want it!
She had heard a lot of bad things about Su Honggang from gossip.
However, the old man was stubborn and didn't believe that his brother could do such a thing.
Every time I tell him about this, he gets angry and won't listen. But now, even the memorial tablet is gone. I wonder if you'll be able to stop.
Su Honggang was walking home dejectedly, carrying a bag of gravel.
At this moment, he was regretting it so much that he should have gone home directly after getting up from the table.
I had to go and burn some incense for the guardian deity, but as it was dark, I saw that the seat for the guardian deity was empty.
I thought the guardian deity had run away, so I called my eldest brother to open the door. It turned out that the table had fallen over and the tablet was broken into pieces on the floor.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have told my brother. Why not just make a new one myself secretly?
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