Chapter 65 My Mom Seems to Have a Brain Problem



Chapter 65 My Mom Seems to Have a Brain Problem

When Zhou Huaiyi and Zhou Huailan arrived at the intersection, Huang Ling had already arrived.

She was obviously not idle and was observing her surroundings.

While he was walking this distance, Huang Ling almost went to check the stinking ditch in the side alley.

No, she really went.

Zhou Huaiyi scratched his smooth forehead. Although his legs hurt a little, he still sped up.

If she doesn't go over there, she'll go look at the trash can.

"Sister Ling!" Zhou Huailan shouted.

Huang Ling turned around and waved to the two of them: "Director Zhou, Huailan!"

"Comrade Huang, I have a question." Zhou Huaiyi said with a serious face.

Huang Ling was a little nervous and answered quickly:

"What's the problem? I have enough money to pay the annual rent. There's no open flame in the house, no one lives there, and I take away all the garbage. If anything goes wrong, I won't implicate the landlord."

"No... I want to ask, what's the problem with the stinking ditch behind the house?"

Huang Ling looked at Zhou Huaiyi with sincerity, so she answered seriously:

"I just went to smell it to see if it was strong. Even though we don't have any other people living here, the fabric absorbs odors. It wouldn't be nice if people thought our clothes were smelly."

"Oh, I see."

"One more thing, I want to see if there are any back doors in the alley. Are there many people walking in the alley? You know, they are all young girls. I am afraid there will be danger. Someone suddenly jumps out of the alley, right?"

Zhou Huaiyi was stunned. It turned out that she was not curious, but had a purpose.

Zhou Huailan asked hurriedly: "So what?"

"Oh, it's okay. The stinking ditch is a dry ditch. It won't stink if someone sweeps it. This is because the houses in this row are connected directly. Every house has a back door. Some houses even have their main doors in the alley. There are street lights, so it's safe."

At this time, Zhou Huaiyi's comrade Ma Zhiqiang came out from the main alley to meet them.

Ma Zhiqiang led them into the alley. There were six households in a row, and the house was at the very end.

Huang Ling thought, this is great, it’s the first one you come in from the other end of the alley, very close to the main road.

Ma Zhiqiang introduced:

"This is separated by a large connecting room. Each family has two and a half rooms. The kitchen in the front was built with funds from the residents of this row. It used to be a corridor. My comrade passed away, and his wife took the children and remarried, leaving the old lady alone. She slept in one of the two rooms, and there was still one room left."

"Oh, the old lady is so pitiful." Zhou Huailan continued.

"So we comrades are helping to look after it. We also wanted to rent out the remaining room, but we're afraid it would disturb the elderly if a family were to live there. It's really great that you only let in the children. I heard from Huaiyi that all the children who came here are girls, so we feel even more relieved."

"Brother, don't worry, we will help take care of the old lady when the time comes." Huang Ling was very satisfied when she heard it.

When we got there, we saw the kitchen, barely big enough for two or three people to turn around, with all the pots and pans in one. It was divided into two rooms, separated by a door. The old lady lived in the middle room, while the back room was empty, with only a single wooden bed, which was quite large. The back door led to the back alley.

Mrs. Pan is in her sixties, in good health, looks kind and is easy to get along with.

Old Mrs. Pan looked at the two girls left and right, and felt relieved.

Finally, the two agreed to rent the house for four dollars a month, paying the rent for one year in one lump sum, and an additional two dollars for occasional use of electricity, a total of fifty dollars.

Huang Ling took out the written contract and showed it to Ma Zhiqiang.

"Wow, your handwriting is really good!" He took a look at it and then handed it to Zhou Huaiyi: "I don't understand it either, Huaiyi, can you help me take a look?"

Zhou Huaiyi picked it up and read the terms carefully, then said, "It's very well written."

Everyone looked at him and laughed.

His tone and look really made him look like a factory director reviewing documents.

Zhou Huaiyi then felt something was wrong and said embarrassedly: "I think there is no problem. I know Comrade Huang and I can trust him."

The taste hasn't changed.

"Thank you Director Zhou for your trust. I will do my best." Huang Ling continued.

As soon as they said this, everyone laughed again.

The matter was settled, and Huang Ling took out the money from her bag and handed it to Mrs. Pan.

Ma Zhiqiang pointed to the door between the two rooms and said:

"If you're worried about the goods, you can lock this door, or I can find some bricks to block it up, and you can just go in through the back door."

Huang Ling shook Mrs. Pan's hand and said, "We'll look after Aunt Pan. If Aunt Pan isn't afraid of us making a fuss, that's it."

"Girl, I'll ask Zhiqiang to lock it over there, can you lock it yourself?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Is your room not warm enough? Or is your cotton-padded clothes not warm enough?" Huang Ling rubbed Mrs. Pan's cold hands and pinched the clothes.

It turned out to be a problem with the clothes. The cotton had become hard and I don’t know how many years I had worn them.

After all, Ma Zhiqiang and the others are men, and they can help with the heavy work, so they can't pay attention to these details.

He hurried over, lifted the corner of the old lady's cotton coat, and took a look. He became anxious:

"Why won't you listen? I bought you a new cotton-padded jacket before the New Year and said I'd start wearing it during the Lunar New Year. It's already the 15th and I haven't even put it on yet!"

"I can't bear to wear the nice cotton-padded jacket you bought me."

"If you catch a cold, they will have to go to work and take care of you, which will be a problem! You should change into clothes quickly!" Huang Ling patted the old lady's hand.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'll change it in a moment." The old lady became anxious when she heard it.

Ma Zhiqiang sent the few people to the entrance of the alley and kept thanking them. This was also a stable income for the old lady.

The two agreed to move their things in tomorrow. When Ma Zhiqiang heard that they were all young girls, he said he would come to help, and Huang Ling did not refuse.

This place is close to the cotton mill, so when they reached the main road, Huang Ling and the Zhou brothers and sisters went home in two different directions, one in the east and one in the west.

Huang Ling looked back and saw that there was something wrong with Zhou Huaiyi's leg.

She then remembered that Zhou Huaiyi had been discharged from the army after being seriously injured while performing a special mission. She hadn't noticed any problems with his walking before, so perhaps his old injury had flared up like this today!

It's so pitiful, so young, and...

Huang Ling withdrew her thoughts and scolded herself:

"Others are pitiful, but you're the one who's pitiful! You can't even get a divorce! I don't know where to hang it this time, there are so many places to choose from."

She checked the time and rushed home.

There is an important task today.

As soon as she got home, she went to the Lin family.

Lin Dongzhe grabbed Huang Ling and said in a low voice, "Auntie, there's something wrong with my mom!"

"What's wrong?" Huang Ling was confused.

"Could it be that something went wrong because she didn't get the advanced award last year?" Lin Dongzhe pointed to his head.

"What nonsense! Your mother hasn't received any advanced medals in several years..."

"What are you two talking about! If you speak any louder, people in the next yard will hear it!" Song Ying lifted the curtain and walked out, slapping Lin Dongzhe on the back.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Dongzhe quickly ran to the next door to take shelter.

Huang Ling and Song Ying asked at the same time:

"How about it"

Huang Ling replied in a very low voice: "It's rented, the place is great, I'll move my things in tomorrow."

"Then I'll go help."

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