When her two daughters returned to their parents' home, they were grateful for her mother's hard work and dedication. She always thought of her first, and when she was sick or unwell, they took care of her. In just five short years, she passed away.
In contrast, look at his two good-for-nothing sons.
She was used to being waited on hand and foot, and even after getting married, she still had to be served like a mother.
One of them failed in his business ventures and came back idle and dejected, and now he has to be supported by his mother.
To raise her two brothers, Meng Shuyun worked as a dishwasher in winter, her fingers frostbitten; she worked as a garment factory worker, suffering from a persistent cough; she also worked as a sanitation worker sweeping the streets, but now she can no longer sweep and is physically disabled...
When people get old, they have no one to rely on...
My son, whom I loved so much he was practically my own eyeballs, turned out to be a beast.
Meng Shuyun felt resentment in her heart, resenting her own favoritism and mistakenly taking a treacherous wolf for a treasure.
Tears streamed down her face as she weakly pounded the table. Her chest ached, and she couldn't breathe. Clutching her chest, she murmured softly.
God, I regret it! If I could do it all over again, I would definitely beat those two unfilial sons to death, and I wouldn't let the second one...
I will not let my daughters, my children, be the ones to suffer the loss of their parents...
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Meng Shuyun felt a tightness in her chest, unable to breathe, as if a large stone was pressing down on her.
Is breaking a large rock on one's chest one of the tortures in hell?
Why does she feel like she can't breathe?
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw the dilapidated wooden roof beams covered with a layer of cobwebs.
This is it! She's seen the rooftop for over twenty years and knows it all too well; she's been reborn!
Tears streamed down Meng Shuyun's face. The pungent smell of tobacco mixed with a hint of sweat made her cough several times.
I coughed it out, and my chest felt a little better.
"Mom, if you don't agree to me being with Shanshan today, I'll run away from home and never come back!" Su Xiangyang's voice was firm and fearless.
Meng Shuyun looked at her youngest son, Su Xiangyang, who was kneeling in front of the bed. He was still a teenager, wearing a white shirt, with a buzz cut, and his eyes were full of resentment.
"You...you unfilial son!" Meng Shuyun was furious, panting heavily, her chest aching slightly.
She remembered that it was 1983. Su Xiangyang stole fifteen yuan from his family and gave it to the girl he liked. When the theft was exposed, he was severely beaten.
Instead of learning his lesson, he became even more wicked and harbored a grudge against his mother.
Tears streamed down Meng Shuyun's face. "Heaven has eyes! It gave me a second chance to teach this heartless bastard a lesson."
This is her youngest daughter's life-saving money, how could he dare to do this!
Su Xiangyang was resentful. Her older sisters were all considered money-losing goods after marriage, and her eldest brother, a henpecked husband, followed his wife back to her parents' home every day. He was unreliable and couldn't possibly take care of her in her old age.
My second brother, who joined the army, has already died a heroic death. Now I'm the only man left in the family. I'll have to take care of her in her old age, so what's wrong with spending some money now?
This money will still be his in the future! Shanshan's family is so poor, they can't afford to go to school, what's wrong with him helping out?
Shanshan also said that it's not like she's not going to pay it back.
Thinking of the girl he liked, Su Xiangyang straightened his back even more, turned his face away, and continued to utter harsh words.
"If you don't agree, I'll run away from home. I mean it."
Meng Shuyun swung her arm and slapped Su Xiangyang hard across the face. She had wanted to do this for a long time in her previous life.
"Fine, you'd better keep your word or I'll still respect you. Now get out of here. You like that girl so much, yet you're practically throwing yourself at her. Pack your things and go be someone else's live-in son-in-law. I won't say another word."
Su Xiangyang covered his face, looking incredulously at his mother, who was always kind to him and never scolded or beat him, and who always put him first, saying such heartless words.
He stood up abruptly, took a step forward, his chest heaving, his eyes filled with defiance.
"You said it yourself, we're separating now. I'll never come back. Even if I die out there, it's none of your business."
Su Xiangyang spoke harshly, his eyes bloodshot. He knew his mother loved him so much, and hearing such harsh words would surely soften her heart and forgive him.
At the entrance of the courtyard, Su Dahai rode back on his old-fashioned bicycle, pushed it off, and leaned it against the wall.
"Old woman, what are you making a scene about now? Can't we just live a normal life?" Su Dahai scolded her, looking at her with displeasure and frowning.
Looking at the old man from her memory, Meng Shuyun saw a tall, thin man who was over 1.8 meters tall. His hair and beard were neatly groomed, and he was not overweight in middle age. He also had a respectable job as the head of a steel technology team, and his voice carried an air of authority.
“A perfectly good family, with small quarrels every three days and big quarrels every five days. What kind of woman is as unruly and restless as you, who doesn’t know how to manage a household?”
If you continue like this, I might as well just live at the factory from now on. That way, I won't have to come back and be laughed at by the neighbors. What about my reputation?!
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