"Mom, let's talk inside. If you stand at the door crying, others might think something happened in our family!" Zhou Bingchen was very upset.
Ding Ermei stopped crying.
According to the custom in Taohua Town, people would stand in front of the gate and cry only when someone in the family dies.
She was really confused today and forgot about this taboo. I hope the old man won't take this opportunity to attack her.
However, the money was not in her hands yet and Ding Ermei didn't want to miss this opportunity.
"Bingchen! Mom is out of money. You give me the two hundred yuan and I'll let Zhao Zhenzhu come in. What do you think?" After Ding Ermei finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Bingchen with expectant eyes.
"Mom, I have no money." Zhou Bingchen was tired.
He came a long way home and didn't even have a sip of water, but his mother asked for two hundred yuan.
This is two hundred dollars!
Zhou Bingchen's current monthly allowance is forty-three yuan.
In the past, Zhou Bingchen might have gritted his teeth and spent money to avoid disaster.
The problem is, he has given all his money to Zhao Zhenzhu!
Zhou Bingchen only had two yuan on him. He planned to ask Zhao Zhenzhu for more money before leaving home for the trip to Beijing and living expenses.
"How can you have no money? I heard from Xiao Fang and the others that an officer in your army earns thirty or forty yuan a month! You send twenty yuan home every month, so you should have twenty yuan left, which is two hundred and forty yuan a year. You have been in the army for twelve years, so you should have at least two thousand yuan left. If you are not giving me your money, are you going to give it to Zhao Zhenzhu?" Ding Ermei started to make trouble.
A feeling of powerlessness surged in Zhou Bingchen's heart.
No wonder Pearl wanted to divorce him.
Ding Ermei's unreasonableness was so severe that even he, her son, couldn't handle it.
Pearl is raising two children alone, and she must have been bullied by her mother a lot.
Before Zhou Bingchen got married, he was just a private soldier and his monthly allowance was less than 20 yuan.
Half a year after getting married, he was promoted to company commander and his allowance increased to twenty-eight.
Although Zhou Bingchen didn't have to pay for his own food, clothing and other expenses in the army, he still had to make some personal connections.
Zhou Bingchen sent 20 yuan home every month, leaving him with 8 yuan a month. After using favors, plus the round-trip fare for the annual home visit and buying gifts, how could he have any money left?
Two years after getting married, Zhou Bingchen had more opportunities to go on missions and received more bonuses, so he had 800 yuan in his savings account.
Zhou Bingchen had saved this eight hundred yuan by deducting the money from Zhao Zhenzhu and the others. Zhou Bingchen still felt ashamed when he thought about it now.
Ding Ermei said that Zhou Bingchen had more than two thousand in his hands, and Zhou Bingchen himself wanted to have more than two thousand!
Unfortunately, no.
"Mom, if you don't want me to go home, just tell me. I'll take Zhenzhu away right now. Over the years, I've sent a lot of money home, enough to support you in your old age. From now on, let's not contact each other unless necessary." Zhou Bingchen waved Ding Ermei's hand away and walked under the eaves to hold the bicycle.
Zhou Bingchen figured it out.
He didn't want to find out the truth.
So what if he is Zhou Fugui and Ding Ermei's biological son? So what if he is not their biological son?
Zhou Fugui and Ding Ermei didn't take Zhou Bingchen's efforts for the family seriously over the years. They just wanted to get more benefits from Zhou Bingchen.
Zhou Bingchen was already past the age of lacking parental love. There was no point in pursuing the truth of a dream.
It’s better to stay away from the Zhou family and live your own life.
"Bingchen, no, I'm not chasing you away! I'm just feeling anxious because I don't have any money, and I want some money to keep myself." Ding Ermei was panicked.
"Mom, you have three sons! You can't just ask me for money, right? I have limited ability and can't afford it." Zhou Bingchen took the opportunity to complain.
Before, Zhou Bingchen was willing to send Ding Ermei twenty yuan every month, hoping that Ding Ermei would take better care of Zhao Zhenzhu and her son for the sake of the money.
Unexpectedly, Ding Ermei not only took the money but also did nothing and took the opportunity to bully Zhao Zhenzhu and others.
Zhou Bingchen felt that the money he received was unfair.
"No, Bingchen, I..." Ding Ermei didn't know what to say.
"Ahem!" Zhou Fugui saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly cleared his throat, walked out, and said, "Bingchen, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, and bring your wife in quickly."
Zhou Fugui had heard the noise outside a long time ago.
At first, she didn't care because she was angry and wanted Ding Ermei to scold Zhou Bingchen and his wife to vent her anger.
I didn't expect Ding Ermei to be so useless. She was defeated in just a few words.
Seeing that Zhou Bingchen was really about to leave, Zhou Fugui would definitely stop him.
Every time Zhou Bingchen goes home to visit his family, he buys gifts for them.
Not to mention anything else, for the sake of "Da Qianmen" cigarettes, Zhou Fugui has to let Zhou Bingchen in!
"Dad, the money I have sent home over the years is not small, right? I don't know how much my eldest brother and second brother gave. Mom was cheated out of money, so why is she asking me for money? We are all sons, there is no reason for her to just pick on me, right?" Zhou Bingchen said aggrievedly.
"Your mother has long hair but little knowledge. Don't take it upon yourself to argue with her." Zhou Fugui advised.
Hearing this familiar "tea talk", Zhou Bingchen finally understood what Zhao Zhenzhu felt before. There was a hint of disgust in the frustration.
Zhou Bingchen felt a little guilty and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Zhenzhu.
Sure enough, there was a hint of sarcasm on Zhao Zhenzhu's face.
"Dad, let me make it clear first, I really have no money. Not to mention two hundred, I can't even take out twenty yuan." Zhou Bingchen straightened up and said.
"Okay, okay, this is the Zhou family, not the Ding family. You are in your own home, why do you care about what outsiders say?" Zhou Fugui glanced at Ding Ermei and said slowly.
Ding Ermei's face turned red with anger.
The old man wanted to please Bingchen, so why did he step on her?
Without someone like her, Ding, would the Zhou family have any descendants?
"Dad, I feel relieved when you say that. I thought the rules of this family had changed and you can't come in without money in your pocket!" Zhou Bingchen couldn't help but said sarcastically.
From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Bingchen has seen many of Zhou Fugui's tricks.
Whenever there was something that offended someone, Zhou Fugui would ask Ding Ermei to step in. If that didn't work, Zhou Fugui would come out to clean up the mess.
"You are my son. Even if you are not doing well outside, Dad will open the door to welcome you." Zhou Fugui walked forward, patted Zhou Bingchen on the shoulder, and said, "Come on, let your mother make some snacks for us, and we will have a couple of drinks later."
"Dad, I'll go settle down in the house first and come to see you later." Zhou Bingchen finally showed a smile on his face.
"Okay, we haven't seen each other for more than a year. Dad has a lot to say to you." Zhou Fugui left with satisfaction.
Ding Ermei lowered her head and followed Zhou Fugui with a sullen face. She hated Zhao Zhenzhu to death.
If Zhao Zhenzhu hadn't been disobedient, she wouldn't be so embarrassed today.
"Zhenzhu, come on, go inside." Seeing Zhao Zhenzhu standing motionless at the door, Zhou Bingchen hurried over and reached out to hold Zhao Zhenzhu's hand.
Zhao Zhenzhu hesitated.
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