Ning Yuan: "..."
He was acting like he was provoking her older brother, thinking that her older brother couldn't do anything to him, right?
She couldn't help but shake her head inwardly. It was a good thing it wasn't a real marriage. If she had found such a brother-in-law for her older brother, he would be furious because he couldn't beat him!
Ning Yuan looked down at the ten yuan peeked out of the letter and suddenly said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I don't know if my older brother has any issues with you, but my mother and younger brother definitely do."
Because, two months later, her older brother sent her an extra five yuan this time.
...
"Only fifteen yuan was sent back from Shanghai this month? It used to be twenty yuan. The boss must have given the extra money to that shameless brat Ning Yuan!!"
In a house in Jintou Lane, Ningnan City, Ning Jinyun clutched a letter and angrily counted the money in her hand.
Ning Zhuliu came out carrying dinner, frowned at his wife, and said, "Why are you scolding Xiaomei again!"
Ning Jinyun glared at him angrily: "You think I wanted to scold her like this? Don't you see what shameful things that brat did? First, she hit her aunt, and yesterday she even talked back to me!"
Yesterday, after Ning Yuan hung up on her on the phone, she was so angry that she almost had a heart attack.
"That little bitch has really gone too far!!" Ning Jinyun thought, and a breath caught in her throat. She had raised Ning Yuan for nothing for so long.
Ning Zhuliu looked at his wife, his brows furrowing even more: "Although that country man corrupted my little sister, your mouth is just too foul!"
“You…” Ning Jinyun was furious.
"Dad, Mom, why are you still arguing? Aren't you going to eat?" At this moment, a slightly drunken voice rang out.
Ning Jinyun turned around and saw her second son, Ning Weibing, staggering in from outside the door, looking drunk.
Her already slightly long face stretched even longer, and she grabbed Ning Weibing's ear with a look of utter disappointment—
"Ning Weibing, what are you drinking in broad daylight for? How much do you earn a month? You're drinking all day long. Your little sister is already married, and you haven't even saved enough to get married!"
Ning Weibing, his ear being pulled painfully, angrily shouted, "Mom, what are you doing? It hurts so much! Aren't I tired from working the night shift? What's the point of living if I don't have a couple of drinks? What does it matter to me who gets married..."
He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly widened his triangular eyes, just like Ning Jinyun's: "What? Mom, my little sister really got married?"
Last month, when I was getting off my night shift, I thought I heard my aunt and mother arguing about marriage. He was drunk and didn't understand what they were saying at the time.
He didn't drink much today, so he heard it clearly right away!
Ning Jinyun's eyes were dark and angry: "Yes, your little sister is very opinionated. She got married. It's such a waste of money to raise such a good-for-nothing!"
Ning Weibing ignored everything else, his triangular eyes lighting up: "How much dowry did that young lady get? Isn't this like a pillow delivered to a sleepyhead? Mom, do you know that our workshop director's daughter is looking for a boyfriend recently!"
Hearing Ning Weibing's words, Ning Jinyun's face darkened even more, and she released her grip on Ning Weibing's ear.
"Your younger sister used to seem like a quiet type, but after being sent to the countryside, she couldn't wait to find a man who was sent down to clean cowsheds for reform through labor and sleep with him. It's good enough that she's not a burden to you and your second sister, so what do you expect from her as a bride price?!"
Is cow dung used as a bride price?
Upon hearing this, Ning Weibing slapped his thigh in shock: "Is Ning Yuan crazy? Even if she's been lonely for three years in the countryside, finding a rural man would be better than finding someone who sweeps cowsheds! Isn't this just setting our whole family up for failure?!"
Ning Jinyun said with a dark face, "If I had known, I wouldn't have moved her household registration page out for an extra thirty yuan!"
The purpose of the "Down to the Countryside Movement" was to send urban educated youth to the countryside to support rural development. Those who were willing to transfer their household registration to the countryside and settle down would receive an extra thirty yuan in resettlement allowance.
Ning Zhuliu went to the kitchen in a huff and brought up the rest of the food.
"You're so short-sighted. You made someone transfer their household registration page for thirty yuan, and now you regret it because you can't control your daughter. What good is that?"
Ning Jinyun was furious: "How was I supposed to know that my little sister, that brat, had suddenly changed into a different person!"
Ning Weibing sat there, feeling very annoyed: "Mom, if our workshop foreman finds out that Ning Yuan married that cowshed sweeper, he won't introduce his daughter to me! If I don't marry his daughter, how long will I be able to keep working these three shifts? When will I ever be able to get promoted to a managerial position!"
These days, hiring someone to clean a cowshed means you have extremely low political and ideological awareness!
If people find out, who will introduce him to a good partner?
Frustrated, he scratched his head, looked at Ning Jinyun, and said bluntly, "Mom, how about we cut ties with my little sister?"
"no!"
"You're insane!"
Ning Jinyun and Ning Zhuliu, a married couple, said angrily in unison.
Ning Weibing was stunned. His father, Ning Zhuliu, was an honest man, but his mother, Ning Jinyun, had always been harsh to his younger sister, even less so than his aunt.
Why are the two of them stopping this at the same time this time?
Ning Zhuliu glared at Ning Weibing with a dark face: "Stop talking nonsense. What kind of brother are you? Cutting ties with your little sister at the drop of a hat? This isn't like a few years ago. Do you really have to be like this?"
Ning Weibing remained silent, then glared angrily at his mother, who had always doted on him the most: "Mom, I'm 25 and still single. You have to settle this for me. I'm going to marry the workshop director's daughter!"
After saying that, he slammed the door and went into his room without eating.
Anyway, he was out drinking and eating roast chicken with his cronies.
He earns a monthly salary of thirty-nine yuan. His parents dote on him and don't ask him to pay for food; it's all his pocket money.
He's too lazy to eat the bland, watery food at home.
"Guards!" Ning Jinyun wanted to say something, but in the end, she kept her face dark and remained silent.
Ning Zhuliu watched Ning Weibing enter the room before frowning and lowering her voice in annoyance: "You just keep spoiling him. How old is he? He's so immature. You even say your little sister is immature. You should think about why your little sister recognized you as her biological mother!"
Ning Jinyun wanted to say something, but seeing Ning Zhuliu's cold gaze, she could only hold her breath and say, "Alright, I'll go find my older sister later. I think it was her who told me that my younger sister wasn't my child."
"She doesn't admit it, does she?" Ning Zhuliu said, sipping her soup.
Ning Jinyun's face turned cold, and she remained silent.
Since their second daughter from the performing arts troupe hadn't returned, Ning Jinyun and Ning Zhuliu ate a simple meal.
After finishing her meal, Ning Jinyun went out to find her older sister, Bai Jin.
After watching his mother leave, Ning Weibing immediately took advantage of Ning Zhuliu clearing the dishes and secretly followed Ning Jinyun.
He seemed to be pressed against the door just now, and vaguely heard that his younger sister wasn't born to his mother?
If that's the case, he has to find a way to sever Ning Yuan's ties with her family. It's not worth ruining his promising future for that little bastard!
However, he needs to find out the whole story from his aunt and his mother first!
...
Sitang Village
"It doesn't matter if your family doesn't get along with you. As long as you can stand on your own two feet, no one can do anything to you."
Rong Zhaonan saw that the water on the stove had boiled and poured her a cup of hot water.
Ning Yuan looked at the malted milk powder in the cup, its sweetness seemingly washing away the bitterness in her heart: "Don't you think people who don't get along well with their family members are bad people?"
These days, most people hold this view: whatever elders and family members do is right.
Rong Zhaonan sat down opposite her with a cup of tea in his hand and said casually, "My relationship with my family is just so-so."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Rong Zhaonan didn't say much, but suddenly placed two hundred yuan and a bag of milk powder, malted milk powder, milk candy, biscuits and the like in front of her.
"Here you go. Eat whatever you want. You can order a handkerchief from the department store first."
Ning Yuan frowned slightly: "Are you going to compensate me for my handkerchief? This is too much!"
Rong Zhaonan took a sip of tea from his enamel cup and said casually, "My salary and belongings are, of course, only managed by my woman."
Ning Yuan's ears inexplicably burned, and she looked away uncomfortably: "Who's your woman?"
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