When Han Ya returned home, she saw her husband sitting at the table, staggering with a wine glass in his hand.
"Why are you drinking again? It's not good for your stomach. You know your body."
Zhang Jiawei looked at his wife mockingly and poured the full glass of white wine into his mouth, tasting spicy.
"Your father still doesn't want to help me. It's been so long. If he doesn't help me, who will take care of him in the future? Will he be buried in the wilderness with no one to worship him?"
Han Ya looked unhappy, and she blamed her father in her heart for not helping her. She already had no position in her husband's family.
"Jiawei, it's not that Dad doesn't want to help you, but Feng Moyan refused to let me go. She let my dad live with her and provide me with food and drink. My dad will definitely not leave."
She looked at the two courtyards that once belonged to their family and saw what had happened to them now, without saying a word.
"You are your father's biological daughter. Is it possible that he just wants to watch you suffer in your mother's house? Or do you simply not want to help me? What are you thinking?"
The daughter came out of the room and looked at her mother's tear-stained face. There was no special expression on her face.
"You'd better ask grandpa to adjust Dad's job as soon as possible, otherwise, I will not recognize you as my mother. It will be too embarrassing if the news gets out. You won't even be able to have a son."
Han Ya was speechless for a moment. Watching her husband stand up, put on his clothes and walk out, she remembered what Feng Moyan said and pulled her sleeve in a trance.
"What are you doing out so late? Are you a stranger?"
Zhang Jiawei shook her hand off, took out fifty yuan from the box, and walked out coolly: "What I do is none of your business. I'm already over ten years old, and you can't even have a second child. What use is you to me?"
Han Ya followed her out in panic, hugging her legs and saying, "Jiawei, you can't do this to me. We agreed that as long as I take this house, you will be willing to live with me.
Whether I have a child or not, you will treat me the same as before. Why have you changed now? ”
"Did the vixen outside give you your son? Is that so? Tell me the truth."
Zhang's mother heard it clearly in the next room, and hurried out to stop Han Ya, her face furious: "Han Ya, you also know that our Zhang family needs to continue the family line, and I haven't divorced you yet just for the sake of this courtyard.
If we didn't have this house, you would have been divorced by us a long time ago. We were the ones who took you in when your father was in prison. You should know how to repay us.
We don't blame you for having a girl. That's good enough. Don't be ungrateful. ”
"Jiawei is a man. If he can't get comfort from you, he will definitely go to his brothers to drink. This is a very normal thing.
As his wife, you should understand and respect him instead of holding him back. ”
Han Ya's mind was in a mess. It was clearly the man who cheated, so how did it become her problem? Was she really so useless that she couldn't even have a child?
"Mom, I can do it. I'm not useless. Jiawei won't touch me. What can I do? I've been seduced away by the vixen outside."
Seeing her son had already left the house, Zhang's mother coaxed Han Ya into the room and said, "Han Ya, didn't you say that your father was seduced by a vixen? That vixen has four children. Why don't you just hide the children?"
"When the time comes, whatever you say will be what it is, and Jiawei's work will be solved smoothly, right?"
Han Ya told herself that she couldn't do such a thing. It was wrong. No matter how wrong the person was, the children were innocent.
"No... They are still children. I can't do that."
Han Ya's daughter Zhang Lingling shook her body beside her: "Mom, don't you want grandpa to recognize you? Grandpa has more than a hundred dollars a month.
Nowadays, all the money is spent on other people’s children, so what should I spend on? Other classmates laugh at me for my shabby clothes, which is so embarrassing. ”
"If grandpa gives me all the money, I will have more face in front of my classmates, right? I am your biological daughter, you should know clearly the distance between us, you won't help that vixen to bully me!
My father has been very good to you. If it were someone else, he would have divorced you after something happened to grandpa, and you would be out there picking up garbage to eat now. ”
Mother Zhang and Zhang Lingling looked at each other. Seeing that Han Ya was stunned, they knew that what they said was working. They left the house without caring what she was thinking, leaving her alone.
The new year is coming soon. There are many more vegetable and meat vendors on the streets. The control in the capital is not as strict as in the previous few days.
It is said that the timid will die of overeating and the timid will die of starvation. Many people have begun to wage guerrilla warfare against the government.
Feng Moyan and Wu Yunting are both on holiday, so they started shopping with the elderly at home and the children. They drove two cars out today, and because there were many children, they were all kept under strict supervision for fear of them getting lost.
"Yusheng, today Tuanzi is in your hands. You must not let go. If you encounter danger, use the method your aunt taught you, understand?"
Feng Moyan had done a lot of preparation to bring them out, for he was afraid of any special circumstances.
Who can ensure that there will be no unexpected events during the gap in the country's reform? Maybe someone is secretly watching the Wu family!
Jin Yusheng and Qingyue were the youngest children, and each of them held a child by the hand.
Pingping looked at the dazzling things on the street and looked around: "Brother, I want to eat candied haws, can you buy some?"
Jin Yusheng has never been short of money. His aunt always gives him a lot, and his piggy bank is already full.
"Okay, I'll buy it for you, but you can't run around, okay?"
He stood next to the candied haws vendor, looking at the bright red fruits on top: "Aunt, aunt, we want to eat this, can you buy it for us?"
Fearing an accident, he still called for help. After all, he had suffered losses before.
Wu Yunting and Wu Jingmo were holding their children in their arms and followed the lady forward: "An'an, Qingchuan, is there anything you like?"
An An shook his head. He had no interest in any of this.
Wu Qingchuan was only three years old, looking at the crowd on the street without any special expression.
Wu Jingmo has gotten used to it. How come his son is even more introverted than when he was a child? He just likes to read books and play games in his room and doesn't like to be with other children.
"Son, don't you like eating those things? Look at your brother, your younger brother, and your younger sister. You are too old."
Wu Qingchuan didn't know what he saw, his eyes became a little more lively: "Dad, I want those little picture books, they seem to be new, I don't have them."
"And that building block? I've never seen that before. Can you buy it for me?"
Wu Jingmo was silent. Other people like to eat, drink and wear clothes, but his son likes to buy books and educational toys. He is really different.
It's so unfulfilling.
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