Chapter 19: Defeat Magic with Magic
Huang Ling pretended to be cautious and said:
"Don't worry! Your health is a big deal! I'll have Zhuang Ganmei take some time off tomorrow to accompany you. It's free. Just keep seeing the doctor as much as possible, every day. Even if you're not sick, you can still get cured! But if you want some supplements, we can't afford them."
When Zhuang Chaoying heard Huang Ling's words, she realized that her parents were asking for money in disguise.
"mom……"
He was just thinking about his words when Huang Ling patted the glutinous rice flour on her hands and began to cry:
"My illness is probably much more serious than yours. The medical expenses in Guangzhou are not fully covered. So, we are now in debt. Can you please lend us some money from my third brother? It's not much, just one or two thousand will do."
If you ask me for money, I will borrow money from you and defeat magic with magic.
Zhuang's mother was stunned.
"How many!"
"If you have enough, three thousand will be fine! We will definitely pay it back. You see, we are both working, right!" Huang Ling patted her chest.
"We live a very tight life. We don't even have hundreds of dollars, where can we get thousands of dollars?"
"Look at what you said. Dad has a pension, the third brother and his wife earn money, and Zhuang Chaoying used to give him twenty-five yuan a month. That's three hundred yuan a year, so that's three thousand yuan in ten years, right?"
Zhuang's mother's face darkened: "Every time you come back, you want to settle accounts with us, right?"
Mr. Zhuang was so angry that he wanted to slam the table again.
"Hey, Dad, be careful. Even though the medical treatment is free, it's still hard to bear if you get hurt!"
Zhuang's father was filled with hatred: "The Zhuang family doesn't have a son like you, nor a daughter-in-law like you!"
"What's wrong with me? My eldest son is in trouble now. If you don't want to help, then don't help. Why are you blaming me?" Huang Ling said helplessly.
Zhuang Chaoying quickly tried to mediate: "Go and make the dumplings! We can eat them so we can go home. Someone wants to tutor me this afternoon."
Huang Ling returned to the kitchen.
The filling with lard is so delicious!
Zhuang's father pointed at Zhuang Chaoying and started scolding him. Zhuang Chaoying lowered his head almost to his crotch and could not say a word in reply.
"As soon as we came back... you were the first to ask for the money... Blame me for being incompetent, but things are really difficult right now... In that case, let's just come back less often! It won't make you angry."
Zhuang's mother sighed and said, "Alright, alright, it's the holiday season! Stop talking."
Zhuang Chaoying went to the kitchen to help.
Zhuang's mother said to Zhuang's father, "See? We have no say in this matter."
Zhuang's father was furious: "Everything was fine before, how come you suddenly can't make the decision?"
"It's like he's become a different person."
Father Zhuang seemed to have made up his mind: "If it really doesn't work, I'll take action! As a father, I don't believe I can't deal with her!"
"Last time, I was asked to go to the kitchen to eat, and she started yelling and shouting, 'If you really hit her, she might divorce the boss!'"
Zhuang's mother disagreed. She felt that face was more important. In this era, divorce was still a very shameful thing. Most couples would just stay together even if they couldn't live together.
She continued to persuade him, "Then we can still hold our heads up high in this area! Besides, if he divorces, the house isn't his. It was allocated to Huang Ling by the cotton mill. Where will he live when he moves back?"
"But, after we move back, he can give us fifty yuan!" Zhuang's father calculated in his mind that it would be six hundred yuan a year, enough to buy a TV in a year.
"What if we bring a child with us? A grandson will definitely follow us! For now, for now! If she lets that talk out, how can we find another one?"
After discussing it, the two decided to endure it for now and find a way to ask the boss for money later.
Huang Ling went to the bathroom and listened to their conversation from outside the door. She laughed in her heart:
It’s too early to divorce!
I won't leave you unless I bully you to death!
After coming back from the toilet, she started to distribute the dumplings.
There was very little in Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang's bowls.
Zhuang's father was angry again: "What are these people eating?"
"Everyone only has a few, and I only have a pound of glutinous rice! They expect me to prepare a feast and ask Lin Fang to buy more, but she is not willing to spend the money, saying that my parents are old and it is difficult for them to digest it."
Huang Ling looked at Lin Fang.
This is not something she made up, it was really said by Lin Fang.
"So, I gave three less to each of the two elders and gave them to the children so that they can digest them more easily."
Lin Fang's face turned red and white, and she was speechless.
Of these six, three went into Tunan's bowl and three went into Xiaoting's bowl.
I'm not talking nonsense, I gave it to the children.
"Mom! The dumplings you made are so delicious!" Tuanan praised.
"Right? Eat it while it's hot." Huang Ling said with a smile.
Everyone tasted it and found it was really delicious.
The skin is soft, chewy and chewy, the sesame filling is fragrant and sweet enough.
"Well, it's quite good!" Zhuang's mother also said, "Next time, you can teach Lin Fang and let her learn it too."
"Just let my sister-in-law do it! I won't learn. I'm stupid and can't learn."
"Well, I don't want to teach either. I hate stupidity."
"You! You see that Gan Mei is not at home, so you bully me, right?" This time Lin Fang understood that he was scolding her.
Huang Ling sneered:
"What are you saying? Even if he were here, I'd still scold you! As your sister-in-law, I can't say a word to you! I just went to my parents' room, and the whole place smells like urine. Dad's back is not good, so he can't walk. Why don't you empty the spittoon more often?"
"Also, if you are not allowed to cook, why don't you go to the kitchen? If you really don't understand, go home and ask your mother to see if this is right."
Lin Fang didn't even eat the dumplings and cried in anger.
Originally, Huang Ling had no intention of dealing with her, but not long after she entered the door, she heard Lin Fang instigating her two sons to snatch Xiaoting's lantern.
I'm sorry, but I don't mind having too many tickets.
Now she has a lot of tickets stored in her system, and she often exchanges the tickets for physical items, even candy, which are all stored in the system space.
All of this can be cashed out later.
There were only a few dumplings, and everyone finished them unhappily. Huang Ling left without even clearing the dishes.
Zhuang Chaoying chased after them and drove the two children a few steps away before asking:
"You are... you don't even help clean up."
"I cooked and I have to clean up. What are you thinking? Have you forgotten that you wash the dishes every day? How come you changed the place? I have to do two jobs. If you want to do it, you should have taken the initiative to do it just now."
Now Huang Ling cooks and Zhuang Chaoying washes the dishes.
If he didn't wash it, the bowl would be used until the next day. The next day, she didn't wash it either, and the bowl would pile up. When she ran out of bowls, she would borrow some from Song Ying.
Several times, Song Ying wanted to help, but Huang Ling stopped her.
She said: "Everyone has a job, no one is idle. His teacher doesn't have a night shift, so he should share the housework. If he doesn't want to share, someone will do it for him."
Song Ying thought the same thing: "Our Wu Feng still helps with a lot of things! Compared to this, Teacher Zhuang is really just a hands-off boss."
After they left, Zhuang's mother went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and saw that all the lard she had saved had been eaten by Huang Ling. There was only a little sugar left. If it hadn't been sweet enough, there might not have been any left.
No wonder it tastes so good.
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