Jiang Shuya smiled without saying a word, thinking to herself, "That belongs to your son, not mine."
Sure enough, the old man went to Dageng the next day and returned looking dejected, like a deflated balloon. He sat there sulking. He hadn't accomplished anything and wasn't in the mood to go to work, so he took a day off. Still feeling resentful, he picked up his phone and gave Huang Minghao another scolding.
What kind of family is this! They throw a tantrum when things don't go their way.
As planned, Jiang Shuya ate breakfast and then went to buy baby formula. She didn't dare buy too much, just one large can and one small can. When she paid, she realized that the formula was really expensive! The two cans together cost over six hundred yuan. If she were to feed the baby with formula for a month, it would cost at least two thousand yuan. Add to that other daily necessities, and it would be a considerable expense. If she went to work, her meager income would be far from enough. Raising a child really is all about money. No wonder working people say they earn money for baby formula!
Now I've joined the ranks of the working class. After a round trip, I couldn't wait to feed Tangtang as soon as I got home.
At first, Tangtang took a few sips, but then realized it didn't taste right. She shook her head, and the milk in her mouth was pushed out by her tongue, with bubbles blowing. She was extremely hungry, but she still eagerly nestled into Jiang Shuya's arms.
Seeing this, she felt helpless and could only proceed slowly and deliberately.
Because she hadn't been eating properly on time for the past two months, Jiang Shuya's milk supply had decreased, while Tangtang's appetite was growing, making it impossible to meet her nutritional needs. So, when making rice cereal for her, Jiang Shuya would mix it with formula. Tangtang didn't reject this method, so Jiang Shuya expressed her milk into a bottle to feed her. Fortunately, Tangtang accepted drinking milk from the bottle.
Another day passed, and the old man, still unwilling to give up, rode his bicycle across the river to try to find a solution. Before leaving, he said he would go to visit his great-aunt, his uncle who worked in the city, and his aunt. He muttered indignantly, "I don't believe that none of them are willing to help me. I'm about to have my house demolished, and they won't even lend a hand."
Clearly, he went there to borrow money. These days, no matter what you want to do, you'll need money, especially for something like building a house. It doesn't matter who you ask; if you don't have money, you can't get it done.
In the afternoon, Jiang Shuya went to Zhang Xiaohui's house again to check on the progress of the house construction. This time, she didn't see Zhang Xiaohui's worried face. Instead, Jiang Shuya told her that she had borrowed the money from her senior classmate whom she hadn't contacted for many years. He was currently working as the head chef at the Jinling Hotel. Originally, there was no hope for the house construction, but fortunately, Zhang Xiaohui insisted on sending some grapes to her master every year. This year, the grapes sold quickly, and after walking around the field, she found a few boxes of grapes and delivered them as usual. She heard that her master was retiring, and her senior classmate had just returned to take over. Hearing that his junior sister was short of money and didn't have enough to build the house, he immediately lent her 30,000 yuan to help her out of her immediate predicament. Zhang Xiaohui was very grateful. She never expected that her senior classmate, whom she never contacted, would help her. It really shows that you can't judge a book by its cover.
It's said that when you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city, but when you're rich, distant relatives come calling even in the deep mountains. It wasn't until the sun was setting that the old man was seen pushing his electric bike back from afar. The old woman thought something had happened and quickly went up to ask him what was wrong. The old man hung his head, breathing heavily and listlessly, and angrily snapped at his mother: "This thing is no longer welcome in my house. She's not allowed to come to my house for meals. Listen to me carefully."
While talking, he didn't forget to charge the electric car, because it had run out of power. He probably went to several places and the battery was low on charge.
The old woman standing to the side was completely bewildered by his outburst, wondering who had offended him and not even hearing who he was cursing.
Jiang Shuya poured the old man a large glass of water. He took it without saying a word and gulped it down in no time. He wiped his mouth, calmed down, and said angrily, "Who am I talking about? It's your sister's wife, Zhang Qing... What a piece of trash."
The mother-in-law looked puzzled and somewhat bewildered. Wasn't she going to borrow money? How did it get involved with Zhang Qing?
Holding Tangtang and standing to the side, Jiang Shuya went straight to the point: "Dad, how many places did you go to? What were the results? Was anyone willing to lend a hand?"
The old man sighed, slapped his thigh, shook his head in exasperation, and began to complain again.
It turned out that the old man first went to his great-aunt's house, thinking it was the most promising place. However, after hearing his purpose, his great-aunt did not take the initiative to talk to him, but began to complain. She said that her health had been poor in recent years, and she had spent a lot of money. Her three children had also worried a lot. Now she did not want to be a burden on the next generation. She was living one day at a time. With tears in her eyes, she did not forget to tell her nephew to come and visit her often.
The old man was so ashamed by what he said. His nephew came to visit his aunt empty-handed, and the aunt didn't hold it against him, which showed her to be very good-natured.
The next stop was my uncle's house. My uncle had recently bought a house for his daughter and was still in debt from the loan. I still owe my uncle 10,000 yuan. He hadn't paid off the old debt and was now asking to borrow money again. What kind of good deal was this? My aunt complained and made veiled accusations. The old man felt a little guilty and didn't say much before being dismissed.
Next, he went to his aunt's house. His aunt was at work and not home. When his son-in-law saw him, he was only focused on drinking tea and kept saying sarcastic and sarcastic things, such as "You don't come to the temple without a reason" and "You're being overly solicitous for no reason." He was being sarcastic and made him lose face. He had no hope to begin with, yet he still insisted on going against the wall. Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
He went to several restaurants, but was turned away at every one. The old man, sweating profusely, was exhausted and hungry. It was lunchtime, and as he passed the office building in Hexi, he suddenly remembered that his nephew had opened a fast food restaurant there. He thought that since he was an elder, the young couple would be more polite and let him have lunch. However, when he entered the restaurant, Zhang Qing and Liu Kai exchanged a glance, said a perfunctory "Uncle," and that was it. They didn't invite him to sit down and eat. Their expressions were complicated, and their impatience was evident. They were busy with their work and didn't say another word, only giving this "Uncle" a wary look.
Zhang Qing was packing lunchboxes, and Liu Kai was cooking in the kitchen. Neither of them looked up to greet him and eat, leaving him standing there unattended.
The old man stood there for more than ten minutes, too embarrassed to speak up and express his willingness to eat. He just waved helplessly and walked out.
Hearing the old man's complaints, the old woman didn't take it to heart. She only blamed the old man for showing up at that time and disturbing the young couple's business. The old man was so angry that he started to ramble incoherently. When he saw his mother-in-law put the food on the table, he stopped listening to her complaints and focused on eating.
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