Chapter 123 Another year, Leng Ziyue joins
Zhang's mother subconsciously clenched the bank card in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief. "I was almost scared to death by you! I thought I had just finished paying off my debts and now I have to start all over again! You two stupid kids! You can't even talk properly."
Zhang's mother picked up the pillow and threw it at Zhang Baiyan and Zhang Wanwan.
Zhang Wanwan dodged for a moment and said aggrievedly, "Mom, don't blame me. It was my brother who contacted you the whole time, and you were the one who told us to handle it! How can you blame us!"
When Zhang's mother glared at her, Zhang Wanwan immediately shut up and hid beside Zhang's father with her neck shrunk.
Father Zhang nodded her head lovingly, "You, you! Don't even mention your mother. You almost scared me to death! Fortunately, you guys are reliable. According to what you said, how much can our old house be sold for?"
Zhang Wanwan curled her lips and said in a bored tone, "Dad, you should know this better than me! Our neighborhood is old and it's a second-hand house. If we sell it, the price won't be that high. Three thousand per square meter is the highest. When the housing prices go up next year, let's see if we can sell it at 3,300 per square meter. That way, we can sell it for 140,000 or 150,000 yuan, which can make up for the loss."
After hearing what Zhang Wanwan said, Zhang's mother suddenly didn't want to sell the house anymore. She pulled Zhang's father and said, "Old Zhang, the house price has gone up and our house can only be sold for 140,000 or 150,000 yuan. It's better to rent it out! We can keep it as a memory, right? Sometimes I think, no matter how shabby the house is, we have lived in it for more than ten years. We suffered so much for that house in the beginning. If we really sell it, we will be reluctant to do so!"
Zhang's father was used to Zhang's mother's inconsistent behavior, and said speechlessly: "What should we do? Go and vacate the house? We still have to pay the agency fee!"
When Zhang's mother heard this, she hesitated again.
Zhang Wanwan and Zhang Baiyan looked at each other with a wry smile and returned to their room silently. They didn't worry about other things. It didn't matter to them whether they sold the old house or kept it.
After the turmoil over buying a house was over, the Chinese New Year was approaching in a few days. Because Lengzi did not go home during the Chinese New Year, Zhang's father and mother felt sorry for him and simply invited him to their home to sit around the fire.
Lengzi liked the atmosphere of the Zhang family more and more, and readily agreed.
On New Year's Eve, Zhang's father and mother closed their stall and went out to buy things as usual. The difference was that this year there was an extra person, Leng Ziyue.
Zhang's mother still refused to change her bad habits and kept buying things in piles, making it impossible for them to take any back. Last year it was okay because the weather was fine and the market was downstairs from their rented house, so no one complained. But this year is different. The market is some distance away from the community where they live, and Zhang Wanwan feels desperate if she really has to drag these things back.
But Zhang's mother had a solution. She got a cart from somewhere and led the group to the vegetable market in a hurry.
Zhang Wanwan and the others walked behind, whispering, "Mom, where did you get this cart? If I'm not mistaken, it's used to transport sand at the construction site!"
Father Zhang nodded with a straight face, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously: "Yesterday your mother and I closed the stall early. When we came back from cleaning the warehouse, we found that there were still people working on the Phase II construction site. Your mother dragged me to take a look, but we didn't know who put the thing there. Your mother dragged it over and put it downstairs in our community, and said that if no one came to look for her, she could use it first."
Everyone: “????”
Father Zhang sighed deeply and said regretfully, "I have already advised her and talked to her, but it's no use. Your mother ignored me at all! She even said that she would return it later and no one would know. Do you think this is reasonable?"
"It's really outrageous!" Zhang Wanwan accused righteously.
Zhang Baiyan rolled his eyes at her and said, "What can you do if it's not right?"
Zhang Wanwan: “.” She really couldn’t do anything to Zhang’s mother. With her temper, she would be slapped in the face if she dared to question her. However, middle-aged women nowadays generally behave like this, and Zhang’s mother is no exception. She just felt a little embarrassed in front of Leng Ziyue.
Zhang Wanwan secretly glanced at Leng Ziyue beside her and found that he seemed to be fine. He looked around leisurely, as if everything he saw was new.
Zhang Wanwan sighed inwardly and thought, forget it, don’t worry about it anymore.
The group entered the vegetable market like bandits entering a village, sweeping the market madly, especially Zhang's mother. They were busy with business now, and the food at home was almost simple. She had only cooked a few proper meals throughout the year. It was a rare New Year when she could show off her cooking skills, so she had to cook to her heart's content.
That arrogance was like that of a nouveau riche, it was simply unbearable to watch.
Zhang Wanwan and her group of people were like servants brought out by the lady, constantly taking things for Zhang's mother. Even Leng Ziyue's hands were busy. Zhang's father was pushing the iron cart and squeezed awkwardly with the crowd. There were already a bunch of cabbages, four or five cauliflowers, as well as green and red peppers, eggplants and other vegetables in the cart, and it was so full that there was no more room.
Father Zhang had no choice but to push those things back. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep turning!
Zhang Wanwan and the others were better off, as they were carrying some seafood and other things. These things were expensive, and although Zhang's mother was willing to spend the money, she would not buy a large amount at once.
It was almost ten o'clock when the group came out of the market.
After returning home, Zhang Wanwan took the blood clams, abalone and live shrimps to the sink on the balcony. These three things would take her two hours to deal with.
Because Zhang Wanwan chose the job first, Zhang Baiyan had to be ordered by Zhang's mother to do housework, either cleaning the anti-theft nets or the windows, pasting couplets, etc. Fortunately, the quilts and curtains at home had been washed in advance, otherwise Zhang Baiyan would definitely have collapsed.
Leng Ziyue originally wanted to help, but Zhang's mother asked him to watch TV, make tea and eat snacks on the grounds that he was in poor health and could not work. This was completely unfair treatment.
Zhang Baiyan was better off, but Zhang Wanwan was extremely jealous.
Fortunately, Leng Zi was more self-aware. Although Zhang's mother didn't let him interfere, he still went to the balcony to help Zhang Wanwan process the shrimp threads. Time passed quickly as they talked, and before they knew it, Zhang Wanwan had already finished processing everything.
Zhang's mother stopped pestering her, and Zhang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and hid next door.
She spent the whole afternoon reading a book or learning piano with Leng Ziyue. The door was not closed. Zhang Baiyan came over to take a look and was relieved to see that the two of them were well-behaved and nothing was wrong.
Zhang's mother started cooking the New Year's Eve dinner at three o'clock in the afternoon. The table was filled with a wide variety of delicious food, which made Zhang Baiyan scream in excitement.
Zhang Wanwan and Lengzi looked over and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes. There were several new dishes on the table that they had never eaten before, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, lotus leaf chicken, boiled fish, and desserts, a candied sweet potato dish and a blueberry yam puree, and the presentation was very particular.
(End of this chapter)
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