"Ruirui, hey! I'm glad you're back." Wang Xingrui's parents looked much more embarrassed.
They never dreamed that the eldest daughter whom they cared so little about would become the most successful person in their family, no, in their village, and even in their county.
He's a big star now.
The change in her status, on the one hand, made her parents no longer dare to control her, fearing Wang Xingrui and her boss who looked difficult to deal with. On the other hand, it also made them feel estranged.
Is this still their daughter? She's more like a phoenix soaring from a branch, while they're just sparrows chirping in the same place.
"Dad, Mom." Wang Xingrui still remembers that phone call, but the hatred she felt at that time has now subsided a lot.
She knew very well that her parents were both greedy and timid honest people.
Their stupidity comes more from their upbringing and limited knowledge.
Wang Xingrui couldn't hate them, especially since they were still her parents after all.
And after Zhou Yiyang came that time, her parents really stopped making trouble.
"I'm glad you're back." Wang Xingrui's father said immediately, "Well, aren't we going to set off fireworks?"
"I'll go!" Wang Xingrui's brother volunteered, "Beautiful sisters, step back a little, be careful!"
Tang Yue chuckled and said to Wang Xingrui, "Your brother is quite sweet and lively."
"Well, he's always been likable since he was young." Wang Xingrui paused and added helplessly, "He just doesn't like studying."
After the sound of firecrackers rang out, the five of them, like triumphant warriors, were surrounded by the villagers inside and outside and sent to Wang Xingrui's home.
As soon as Zhou Yiyang arrived here, he expressed the same sentiment as Wang Xingrui: "This house is different!"
When Zhou Yiyang came that time, they were still living in a somewhat dilapidated house they built themselves.
Now it has been completely renovated and has become a small two-story building.
"My sister sends money home every month," Wang Xingrui's brother answered quickly, "and my father used some of the money to renovate our house. Now our house is the most beautiful in the village!"
Wang Xingrui frowned and walked to her father.
As a child, she rarely spoke to her father.
My father is a simple rural man who has lived his whole life. He has no financial sense and his only advantage is that he can endure hardship.
He would never say "I love you" to his children. The only way he could express his love was to sit on the doorstep, calling his sweaty children over, and then use the money he earned from selling grain to buy them a plump watermelon.
He and his mother would often only eat one piece and then stop, saying it was too sweet.
Wang Xingrui has complicated feelings about her father. She always felt they never really communicated, but then she realized it seemed like her father and his brother didn't either.
He always plays the role of the one who does the most and talks the least at home.
"Dad," Wang Xingrui looked at her hunched-over father. Unconsciously, they were almost the same height. Her father was still the majestic man who carried her on his back while planting rice in the fields. "Didn't I tell you on WeChat that you should just take the money and buy a house downtown? Everyone's moving to the city these days, but you're just standing still."
"Your mother and I need to farm." Father Wang lowered his head and spoke in a low voice: "What's good about the city? I don't know anyone there, and the air is not good."
At this time, Zhou Yiyang winked at the other three and asked Wang Xingrui's brother to take them to put their luggage.
Leaving behind Wang Xingrui and her parents.
Mother Wang didn't dare to look directly at Wang Xingrui.
It was clearly the child she gave birth to, but the more she looked at him, the more unfamiliar he seemed.
She still remembered what Zhou Yiyang had said to her.
She also knew very well that she favored boys over girls.
And Wang Xingrui's current appearance is as if God has given her a hard slap in the face.
"You and your brother are not in the city," Wang's mother whispered, "it's boring for us to live there. Actually, the renovation didn't cost much. I saved all the money you gave me."
"Yes, you, take out your passbook." Father Wang pointed to the iron box on the TV.
However, Wang's mother did not respond.
She didn't go until her father urged her again.
Wang Xingrui was a little confused, but she didn't say anything at this time.
She is a mess.
The parents who were originally complaining are already old. Rural people in their forties who don't know how to take care of themselves look even older.
Wang Xingrui couldn't continue to hate them. Even if she forgave them completely, she would feel a void in her heart.
Mother Wang had to stand on tiptoe to get the iron box.
There are two red passbooks inside.
"This one is yours, and the other one is your brother's."
Mother Wang's voice was unnatural, filled with shame and fear, and seemed to be trembling.
When Wang Xingrui picked up the passbook, she realized that her hands were shaking too.
The first thing she took was her brother's passbook.
Father Wang watched from the side and sighed silently.
Mother Wang didn't say anything and just stood there.
The passbook was opened ten years ago.
At the end of each year, they would deposit some money into it.
The first year is the least, only 1,200.
"Why did you withdraw more than 3,000 this year?" Wang Xingrui asked, pointing to a line of expenditure.
"Your brother fell ill that year," Wang's mother explained. "This passbook is for you two, each with its own. The money inside is for you. You're definitely not short of money now, so save the money for your brother to buy him a house for his wedding..."
This year, after Wang Xingrui made her debut, she started saving money once a month.
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