Chapter 172 I Will Protect Mom
The Zhuang family, who had not seen each other for a long time, finally got together to celebrate the New Year with the arrival of Zhuang Hualin and his wife.
Early on New Year's Eve, Zhuang Chaoying's family of four and Zhuang Hualin's family of three prepared to return to the Zhuang family to celebrate New Year's Eve.
Zhuang Hualin and Xiangdong were still wearing ordinary clothes. They were very frugal and were reluctant to buy new clothes.
Tuanan and Pengfei originally had new cotton-padded jackets made by Huang Ling, but they looked at each other and still wore their old cotton-padded jackets, only changing into new maroon sweaters inside their old cotton-padded jackets. Pengfei's was made by Song Ying, and Tuanan's was made by Huang Ling.
When the big and small bags arrived at the dealership, they were greeted with a foul stench.
Then, Zhuang Hualin and Zhu Xiuyu prepared the New Year's Eve dinner, and Xiangdong and Zhuang Chaoying contracted the cleaning work.
Zhuang Chaoying had never done such a thing before. He retched while washing. Xiangdong was more patient than him and did it silently.
After asking, I found out that Xiang Dong's family also had an elder who had been paralyzed in bed for many years.
"Actually, we shouldn't say these things during the New Year, but the old people in my family used to say every day that it would be better to go away, as it would make others suffer as well." Xiangdong glanced back at the house and whispered to Zhuang Chaoying.
After a while, Zhuang Chaoying responded with a "hmm".
The two of them washed silently. Tunan and Pengfei wanted to go forward to help, but were waved away by the two of them.
During the New Year’s Eve dinner, Xiangdong and Zhuang Chaoying carried Zhuang’s father out and sat together to eat the dinner.
While Zhuang's mother was eating, she would feed him a bite from time to time.
Zhuang Hualin stood up, took a spoon and put it into Zhuang's father's hand, saying:
"Dad, you still have one hand that can move. Try to eat by yourself. If you tire Mom out, there will be no one to take care of you."
"See, that's what I said too. I took it as an exercise, but he thought I didn't want to care about him." Zhuang's mother replied.
Mr. Zhuang threw the spoon to the ground and broke it.
"Peace every year, peace every year." Zhu Xiu Yu said.
This usually sounds like a lucky thing, but now in Zhuang's father's ears, it is irony.
He is in this condition now, and every year is a torment.
So he kicked the dining table with his good leg.
The three children seemed to have the ability to predict the future. They happened to be sitting opposite Mr. Zhuang, and all three of them pressed down the dining table at the same time.
The soup spilled out, but fortunately it didn't spill.
Zhuang Chaoying said angrily: "Dad! You don't want to celebrate the New Year anymore, right?"
Then Xiangdong and Zhuang Chaoying could only "invite" him back to bed.
Everyone was able to start eating again.
Another chaotic New Year's Eve.
After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone fled from the village.
Instead of going to the Zhuang family on the first day of the new year, Zhuang Tunan and Xiang Pengfei went to pay New Year's greetings to Song Ying.
The two of them left their families and felt relieved instantly.
Song Ying knew that the two of them would definitely come on the first day of the new year, so she had already prepared a table full of food and drinks waiting for them.
The happiest person was Lin Dongzhe.
Pengfei took out the things Zhuang Hualin brought one by one:
"Aunt Song, this is something my mom brought specially for you: your favorite dried mushrooms!"
"Oh, thank your mother for me! Hey..." Song Ying saw Pengfei stretching out his hand, as if he was wearing the sweater she knitted.
Pengfei patted his chest and said, "The sweater you knitted for me is really warm."
"Let me see." Song Ying pulled him to the bedside and asked him to take off his cotton coat to show her.
"Oh, the sleeves are a little short. I left some space when I measured them. Now they fit just right. I'm afraid they'll be even shorter come spring! So, when you change them out one day, I'll add a little more sleeves for you. It's great to grow fast! But Lin Dongzhe is just growing a belly!"
"Mom, why do you always take me with you?"
"Hurry up and peel the quail eggs! I'm going to roast meat for Tunan and Pengfei at noon!" Song Ying urged Lin Dongzhe.
Lin Dongzhe reluctantly sat down at the table and began to peel quail eggs.
"Aunt Song, I think this length is good enough. There's no need to add more. It's too troublesome." Pengfei said embarrassedly.
"No trouble, I can add it in one night."
Song Ying pulled the two of them to the table to sit down and eat snacks. They didn't eat and started helping Lin Dongzhe peel quail eggs.
"Brothers are still the best!" Lin Dongzhe shouted.
Before I could even sit down, the Wu family arrived.
Song Ying put the red envelope she had just taken out back into her pocket, preparing to give it to them when they left.
Over the years, the Wu family and I have tacitly agreed not to send red envelopes to each other, but Tunan and Pengfei do every year.
Wu Shanshan asked Tuanan about his further studies in the second half of the year. Although they both attended No. 1 Middle School, they didn't have much time to meet each other because they were too busy with their studies.
Although the school's management has been relaxed now, the relationship between male and female students is still strictly guarded, so she has never looked for Tuanan in the school.
Tunan is very confident about being promoted to the first-class high school.
He said to Wu Shanshan, "I know you're ranked ninth in the grade. With your grades, you can definitely get into our school."
Wu Shanshan wanted to stop Tuanan but it was too late. She didn't know that Tuanan had actually paid attention to her ranking.
There is a bulletin board area for each grade in the school. After each exam, the top ten students in the grade will be announced. These students will receive certain rewards, such as stationery such as notebooks and pens.
Apparently, Zhang A'mei didn't know this before. When she heard this, and thought about how Zhang Min was ranked average in the children's school, she felt very upset.
She smiled awkwardly and said, "Tunan, how can we compare to you? You have your dad to help you with your studies, and your mom is willing to pay for it."
"Yes, Sister Shanshan has such good grades that she doesn't need tutoring. It's all fine as long as you, her mother, are willing to pay for it." Pengfei replied.
Zhang A-mei jumped into the hole she dug herself again.
"I'm not as rich as Sister Ling, but she married a good man! Hey!" Zhang A'mei immediately made amends.
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Jianguo's face turned green.
Just as Song Ying was about to speak, she heard Tunan say:
"Aunt Zhang, you're wrong. My mother earned her money through her own ability, not Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou isn't just a lifeline to her, he's the icing on the cake."
Song Ying was stunned. She was not well educated, but she understood what was said.
But Zhang A-mei seemed to understand but not quite.
"Sister, what are you saying in front of the child!" Song Ying patted her.
Zhang A-mei felt bored, so she took her three children and sat for a while before going home.
Song Ying held Tunan's hand with emotion and said, "Tunan has grown up and knows how to protect your mother."
As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
Pengfei smiled and said, "Aunt Song, we'll protect you too. Look, with the three of us and Xiaoting, you and Aunt Huang will have plenty of people to back you up!"
"Yes, yes, I'll go stew some meat for you!" Song Ying nodded happily.
After Song Ying and Lin Gong went to the kitchen to work, Pengfei said to Tunan:
"Brother, I think you've changed. I never thought you would be so mean to others!"
Tunan smiled softly: "You are not bad either."
"I'm not a bad person to begin with. I don't talk nonsense because my mother is here. I'm afraid that my mother will worry and think that I'm disobedient and always making trouble here. Otherwise, she won't be at ease when she goes back." Pengfei thought of his mother and sighed.
"Next time, don't mention Shanshan's good grades. You'll get scolded when you get home," Dongzhe reminded them. "I thought only people with bad grades got scolded, like me. I didn't expect good grades to get scolded too."
The three of them sighed together.
Tunan frowned and said, "It seems that Aunt Zhang still doesn't want Wu Shanshan to go to high school."
Pengfei nodded. "I'm worried about the cost of high school. If Sister Shanshan goes directly to technical secondary school, not only will she get a subsidy, but she won't have to live at home, and our family will be more comfortable. I want to go to technical secondary school but I'm not allowed to, and some people who don't want to go are forced to go."
"Pengfei." Tuanan stopped Pengfei and said.
"I know, I know. I'm in high school. Slap yourself!" Pengfei slapped himself.
The two of them played with Lin Dongzhe for most of the day before returning home. They ate snacks, watched TV and chatted at Song Ying's house, feeling extremely relaxed. This was the most comfortable day during the entire New Year holiday.
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