"Since it's so good, I'll buy a set too. Do you have any children's sizes?" Jiang Shuya looked around and was told by the sales assistant that the children's clothing section sold them separately. She then patted her forehead and sighed, "How could I have forgotten? It's my fault for being so forgetful."
"Aren't you going to buy some for your elders? Your aunt and uncle?" Jiang Shuyue blurted out.
Jiang Shuya hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly.
Jiang Shuyue looked up at her: "What's wrong? You get listless when you mention them. It's almost Chinese New Year, let's buy them some! Look, I bought some for Grandma, Grandpa and Grandma, Mom and Dad, my eldest sister, and my second sister. See, they all got some."
Jiang Shuya pouted, "You've been spoiled by them since you were little. Even Grandma likes you. Every time your second sister has a seizure in the middle of the night, she knows you sleep with me, but she won't let you call her. She makes me get up in the middle of the night. I walk through that cemetery alone. The road is dark and narrow. You have no idea how scared I am. Every time I don't listen to Grandma, she yells at me and curses at me. Her curses are really nasty. The worst thing is that she drags me off the bed and throws me outside."
Jiang Shuyue felt a little guilty after hearing this, and started to scold her: "It's been so many years, why are you still holding onto this? How long are you going to hold onto it? Besides, I grew up almost entirely at my maternal grandmother's house. My paternal grandmother rarely took care of me. Look, even though she didn't take care of me much, I still bought things for her. And I didn't ask you to buy anything for your paternal grandmother!"
Jiang Shuya gave a bitter smile. What was she supposed to say? When she was little, her grandmother believed the fortune teller Shen at the door, who said that her third sister would definitely be successful when she grew up. Most importantly, her third sister had a younger brother, and her grandmother also believed that her third sister had brought a boy to the Jiang family. She was the most blessed girl in the Jiang family. Whenever she came back from her maternal grandmother's house, her grandmother would try to bring out the best food in the house for her to eat. She hid behind the corner of the door and was discovered by Jiang Shuya several times. Her second sister was her third sister's older sister. When she was little, she had some kind of illness that she often had a fever in the middle of the night. Her whole body would convulse, foam at the mouth, and roll her eyes. It was very scary. Whenever her third sister was not at home, her grandmother would arrange for Jiang Shuya to sleep with her second sister. Every time her second sister had an attack, Jiang Shuya would suffer. She would walk two miles through the dark night across the graveyard to the apple orchard that her uncle had contracted to look for her.
Since her uncle contracted the orchard in the village and built a house on his private plot, he moved there to take care of the fruit trees and no longer lived with her grandparents. Jiang Shuya was left to be looked after by her grandmother when she was very young. Later, she heard that her second sister's illness was caused by a high fever when she was only a few months old. At that time, everyone was busy with the autumn harvest, and her uncle did not take her to the hospital in time, which resulted in sequelae. In fact, her second sister and Jiang Shuya spent more time together. Her aunt gave birth to her cousin and focused on taking care of him at home, leaving her second sister at her grandmother's house without any care. Her second sister also became dull due to that illness when she was young, and her IQ remained at the level of a ten-year-old. No matter how old or young in the village she was, everyone dared to bully her.
Every time Jiang Shuya saw a fight, she couldn't stand it. If she could beat them, she would fight them to the death. If she couldn't beat them, she would call her uncles, grandparents, and other relatives to protect her. Over time, these uncles all saw it. Later, when Jiang Shuya went to junior high and high school, Jiang Shuyue always protected her. Bullying incidents were common in the school, but Jiang Shuya was always safe and sound.
Jiang Shuyue carried large and small bags and bought down jackets and sweaters for each of them, covering all their inner and outer layers. She also bought a pair of shoes for each of them, which made Jiang Shuya exclaim in amazement: "Third sister, you haven't even had time to enjoy your bonus yet! You've spent it all in two hours."
Jiang Shuyue's brows relaxed, her face calm: "Isn't the point of making money to spend it? I'm never stingy with myself, let alone with those who are good to me." Then she turned to ask her, "You really aren't going to buy anything for your second uncle and aunt?"
Jiang Shuya laughed it off, saying, "I give them money. My mom and her family only like money. I'm in debt right now. If I were like you, there would be a long line of people waiting to collect debts in front of my house."
Jiang Shuya knew that if she bought so much for her parents like her cousin, she would definitely be met with complaints and debt collection. The feeling of being scolded was too unpleasant, so she decided to endure it. She already owed her parents 100,000 yuan, and Huang Minghao still owed her 60,000 yuan. How could she dare to act recklessly?
Jiang Shuyue was speechless and amused: "It's not as exaggerated as you say. Who do you owe money to? Who was it that was talking big just now, making Lin Moxiao a sucker and spending the money he didn't want?"
"I want to use this money for other things, not to buy clothes," Jiang Shuya said calmly, shaking the thermal underwear in her hand. "Let's invite Wang Ziliang to get together before the New Year!"
"Okay, is it just the three of us? Will Wang Ziliang call for Lin Moxiao?" Jiang Shuyue asked.
"This suggestion was made by Wang Ziliang, so we'll definitely call him!" Turning back to her serious expression, she continued, "By the way, Third Sister, you're a designer, and Lin Moxiao is a pilot for an airline. Who earns more?" Jiang Shuya asked.
Jiang Shuyue smiled, but her expression was slightly serious: "Of course it's him! We're worlds apart. With his current position as captain, his income should be around one million a year."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuya exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! So tall! I wish I had chosen him five years ago. Now I'm exhausted. Sigh! I'm working so hard, but compared to him, it's like comparing heaven and earth."
"You can't be serious! Are you sure?" Jiang Shuyue patted his head, thinking he was going crazy, and pretended to be calm, saying, "Why don't you get a divorce, go back to him, and then divorce Lin Moxiao a few years later?"
"Sure! Since we're going to divorce sooner or later anyway, at least I should get some compensation, right? You know, he's the kind of person who's fickle and not very loyal to women. He changes women every day. If I catch him red-handed, wouldn't it be different? I could at least get 60% of his compensation. Oh my! Let me do the math. If I stayed with him for two years, oh my god! I could get over a million! I'm so blind. It's such a waste." Jiang Shuya felt she had lost out by getting married so early, and she frowned.
Seeing how seriously she was acting, Jiang Shuyue deliberately played along, saying, "Yeah! You regret it now, don't you! If you hadn't been with him earlier, according to the calculations back then, you would have been more important to him and might have gotten more. I heard from Wang Ziliang that her mother was a musician, and after she passed away, many of her works were still being performed in major theaters. These works have copyright fees, and the heir is Lin Moxiao, who receives a considerable amount of copyright income every year."
After saying that, he smiled at Jiang Shuya, teasingly and subtly saying, "What are you waiting for? Call him right now and make it clear that you want to be with him! It would be best if you consummated your marriage with him tonight."
Jiang Shuya grabbed whatever she was holding and threw it at her, looking annoyed. The two of them laughed and shook their heads, one running and the other chasing.
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