Then came the second payment, five yuan, which was their living expenses.
Next, it was always five or ten yuan, and later it went up to one or two hundred.
In junior high, it's 300 or 100.
Because she needs money every week.
Then it's one or two thousand in high school, and fifty thousand in college.
She never imagined that all the money was borrowed.
That's not right either. Maybe she thought about it, but she didn't take it to heart at all.
"You knew about the demolition and couldn't wait to come back. Didn't you consider that our family has debts?"
That's easy to figure out, isn't it?
"I..." Cheng Xue was speechless.
Sometimes, it's not that we can't think of it, it's that we don't want to think of it, because we feel that it's just what parents should do anyway.
It is their duty to take care of them, to give them money, and to provide them with a dowry.
Her casual words of thanks were just empty words; she didn't really take them to heart.
She doesn't think about how hard her mother works or how tired she is.
"Calculate it yourself and see how much money is in here."
Cheng Xue: "..."
After she did the math, she realized that she had spent over 100,000 yuan, and that was for tuition.
Did I hit you wrong?
Cheng Xue shook her head...
Mo Yan took out paper and pen and placed them in front of her. "Write it down. This time it's your turn to write me an IOU. You must pay me back this money in the future. From now on, we are strangers."
Cheng Xue finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears, "Mom, that's not what I meant, I really didn't."
Mo Yan was too lazy to talk to her. "No matter what you mean, I'm completely disappointed in you and don't want you as my daughter anymore. If you keep bothering me, I'll really ask your boyfriend for 200,000 yuan."
Cheng Xue suddenly sat down on the ground and burst into tears.
Mo Yan ignored it and went back to rest.
That night, Cheng Xue didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, she found herself to be a mother.
Mom went to the village entrance and received a phone call saying she was sick and needed two hundred yuan.
Looking at the calendar in the convenience store, she knew it was from high school, and that time she actually wanted to go out and play with her classmates.
She had money to go out and have fun, but she needed money for food and drinks. However, her living expenses were just enough, and she didn't have any extra money. So she called home and said she was sick and needed two hundred.
Mo Yan received the call and, without delay, went to borrow it.
It was snowing heavily at the time, and it was extremely cold. Cheng Xue could feel the cold, a bone-chilling cold. With each step she took, it felt like her face was being scraped by a cold knife.
It hurts so much, it hurts so much.
It was both cold and painful.
When they arrived at her uncle's house, Cheng Xue could sense her mother's distress. She was conflicted, but had no choice but to go, because she couldn't let her daughter be without money for medical treatment.
I knocked on the door, and someone came to open it quickly.
When her aunt saw it was Mo Yan, she said with a mocking look, "Here to ask for money again?"
Mo Yan looked embarrassed, but she had no choice but to go inside. After helping with the work for a day, she finally asked to borrow money.
Mo Yan endured her aunt's ridicule and her uncle's sighs, and even thanked them in the end.
After getting the money, she rushed to town, almost falling off the cable car as she went.
When they arrived in town, it was already dark. They hurried to transfer money, and didn't forget to tell Cheng Xue to call if anything happened.
At that time, she was impatient and felt that her mother didn't care about her, otherwise why would she send money so late at night?
It turns out that Mom suffered so much.
She felt her mother's pain, felt the pain brought by the weather, her hands and feet were numb from the cold, and slowly, she limped home.
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