Sheng An Ning was full of doubts. Seeing Cheng Mingyue's face turning green and red, Cheng Mingyue finally said to Sheng An Ning, "Your father's birthday will be in a few days. If you have time, go to the provincial capital to visit him."
Without waiting for Sheng An Ning to answer, he turned around and left.
Sheng An Ning was very surprised. The original owner's father had died a long time ago, and Cheng Mingyue married this man, who was not good to the original owner. The original owner had to go to the Sheng family because she had drawn a line between herself and her grandfather.
Speaking of which, there is a story behind this. The original owner's biological father and Cheng Mingyue's current man are cousins. The older cousin died, and the younger cousin married the older cousin's wife.
Sheng An Ning even felt darkly in her heart that maybe Cheng Mingyue had already been involved with her cousin for a long time, after all, the man was not at home all year round.
Zhou Shixun saw Sheng Anning was in a daze: "Are we going home now?"
Sheng An Ning came back to her senses and tugged at her clothes: "Go home, I'm going to take a shower, I'm going to stink, can you smell it?"
As she said this, she moved closer to Zhou Shixun and insisted that he smell it.
The foul smell was attached to the hair and clothes and would not dissipate for a while. Just now, Zhou Shixun smelled the smell of rotten meat.
Now that Sheng An Ning was close, the smell was even stronger, making him frown: "Aren't you afraid?"
Sheng An Ning fanned herself: "What's there to be afraid of? Don't you think that living people are scarier than dead people? Let's go home quickly. I need to take a shower, or I won't be able to eat at night."
Zhou Shixun looked at Sheng Anning, who was walking in front of him in high spirits. He was certain that this was definitely not her first time to dissect a corpse, nor was it her first time to see a dead person.
Otherwise it wouldn't be this reaction.
He joined the army at the age of seventeen. When he saw a bloody scene for the first time, he vomited up his overnight meal and couldn't eat properly for several days.
Squinting at Sheng An Ning's back, it was good for her to live such a reckless life.
But what was Cheng Mingyue doing here? Did she come to confirm something she heard?
Sheng Anning went home to get some clean clothes and hurried to the bathhouse to take a shower. She washed her hair several times, even under her nails, and scrubbed it vigorously several times to make sure no smell would remain.
After taking a shower, I washed my clothes in the bathroom and then went home carrying a basin of wet clothes.
Zhou Shixun had already prepared dinner, including millet porridge, multi-grain steamed buns, and a plate of fried leeks and eggs.
This was the second time Sheng An Ning had seen green vegetables since coming to this world. She was a little surprised: "Where did these chives come from? They smell so good."
"Lu Changfeng brought it this afternoon. I wanted to make leek and egg dumplings, but I'm not very good at kneading dough."
Zhou Shixun answered honestly.
Sheng An Ning was already very happy. It was good enough that Zhou Shixun could cook with a cane, and the male chauvinism here was really serious.
These days she discovered that it was always the female landlord who cooked, washed clothes and washed dishes, while the male landlord did nothing when he came back. He would just sit under the eaves, either drinking tea and reading newspapers or smoking cigarettes.
He can't even comfort the child when he cries.
That's why she discovered that Zhou Shixun didn't have these problems at all. He would help with housework and even rush to do it.
With this comparison, I felt that Zhou Shixun was a good person. He smiled and ran to hang the clothes, washed his hands and came to help serve the rice: "I can knead the dough, you can wait for me to come back and make some."
When they sat down to eat, Sheng Anning chatted about this and that. She wanted to talk about what happened in the anatomy class, but she was afraid that Zhou Shixun would not be able to accept it.
Most people can't accept that picture.
Zhou Shixun spoke little and listened most of the time. He still liked listening to Sheng Anning chattering about hospital matters and gossip.
Sheng An Ning took a sip of porridge and suddenly thought: "How did you know my mother was here? Did you just happen to meet her at the hospital?"
Zhou Shixun really didn't know Cheng Mingyue would come: "I was going to the hospital to find Lu Yuanda, and I happened to run into him."
Sheng An Ning said, "What deal did you make with my mom? How come I didn't know she said she would never come back after she went to the provincial capital?"
Zhou Shixun paused and looked at Sheng Anning: "When we got married, your mother asked for a betrothal gift of 2,000 yuan."
Sheng An Ning almost choked on a mouthful of porridge and asked in disbelief: "How much? Two thousand?"
What does 2,000 mean in this era? It is normal to spend a few dozen or a hundred yuan to marry a wife.
Although Zhou Shixun held a high position, his monthly salary was only 41.5 yuan. He would have to save for four to five years without eating or drinking to earn 2,000 yuan.
Not to mention that Zhou Shixun’s salary was lower before, isn’t it embarrassing to ask him for two thousand?
Zhou Shixun nodded: "It's two thousand."
Sheng An Ning was surprised: "You gave it? Where did you get so much money?"
Zhou Shixun had to send the money to Zhu Guihua's family, so where could he get so much money?
“Most of it is borrowed.”
Sheng An Ning suddenly felt that the porridge in the bowl no longer smelled good. So, their family is not living a rich life now and is burdened with huge debts?
Zhou Shixun comforted her: "It's okay, I'll pay it back slowly."
Sheng An Ning couldn't help but complain: "You said you had no money, why did you borrow money to marry a wife? They asked you for 2,000, and you gave them 2,000? Do you think I'm pretty, so you're willing to spend any amount of money?"
Zhou Shixun shook his head: "That's not the case."
Sheng An Ning kept asking, "Then why did you marry me?"
Zhou Shixun did not answer, but lowered his head and drank his porridge in silence.
Sheng An Ning knew that he was resisting to answer this question, and she couldn't keep asking him, as she was already feeling guilty enough.
But this did not pose a problem for her. As long as she wanted to know, she could always find out.
Unexpectedly, the next day, Cheng Mingyue went to the hospital to find her again, this time carrying a bag of old bread, and her attitude was much better: "An Ning, I was in a hurry yesterday. I am relieved to see that you are living well here. I will buy you some food and take the bus back to the provincial capital in the afternoon."
Sheng An Ning didn't take the bag of old bread, and looked at Cheng Mingyue: "I thought you took the 2,000 yuan betrothal gift and would never come again? If it was Hongying, would you also ask for 2,000 yuan betrothal gift?"
Sheng Hongying is the original owner's half-sister, and should be fourteen years old this year.
Cheng Mingyue's face changed, and she stared at Sheng Anning: "How did you talk to Mom? Did Zhou Shixun say something to you?"
Sheng An Ning snorted coldly: "Just tell me whether you took the money or not? If you have taken it, don't come to me in the future."
Cheng Mingyue looked at her daughter who was stiff-necked and speaking coldly, and suddenly felt that Cheng Gang's suspicion was wrong. Wasn't this the daughter in front of her who never listened to her and always spoke in a sarcastic and aggressive manner?
She was angry at herself for coming here unnecessarily: "I am doing this for your own good. Why do you think Zhou Shixun is willing to marry you? It's only because your grandfather still has some power. Otherwise, who would want you, a slut!"
This surprised Sheng An Ning: "What did you say?"
Cheng Mingyue realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed her words: "Anyway, you'd better take care of yourself. Don't come to me crying when the time comes."
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