In the early morning of the third day, Mrs. Song, who had gone to borrow money from her elder sister, came back.
The cold wind outside the house whistled past, blowing on people's faces like a sharp knife.
Duan Dinglan was in a hurry to discuss the matter of dates with her mother-in-law, and she couldn't even stay on the kang. When she heard the noise, she came out holding her daughter.
When the other daughters-in-law saw their mother-in-law, they seemed to have found their backbone and started chattering about the trivial things that had happened at home in the past few days.
Several sons also surrounded their mother and asked about her well-being.
No one mentioned whether the money was borrowed or not.
Song Rushuang struggled to poke her head out of the thick swaddling clothes, ignoring the howling cold wind. She babbled excitedly to Old Lady Song and stretched out her little hands to ask her grandmother to hold her.
Unexpectedly, her whimpering cries were like a flood that broke through the psychological defenses of Old Mrs. Song over the past few days. Suddenly, her nose felt sore and tears came to her old eyes.
"mother?"
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did everyone realize that Old Lady Song was in a bad mood. When they went into the house and took off her hat and scarf, they saw that the old lady's face was covered with tear marks and her eyes were bloodshot.
Song Rushuang was heartbroken, and she babbled as she stretched out her chubby little hands to wipe her grandmother's tears.
Old Lady Song hugged her and kissed her twice, then wiped her eyes and said stiffly to everyone in the Song family:
"From now on, remember this: we will sever ties with Feng Huifang's family and have no further contact with them!"
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Old Mrs. Song’s name is Feng Zhenfang. She is the second child in the Feng family. She has an older sister named Feng Huifang and two younger brothers.
Old Mrs. Song was very capable when she was young. She was a good hand at working in the fields at home. After she got married, she did not forget to help her younger brothers. During a famine, she saved two taels of rice from her own mouth to save her sister's eldest son.
Old Mrs. Song herself fainted from hunger many times. Her limbs were severely swollen due to hunger, and her skin would not bounce back when pressed. There was even a time when she almost died.
After the college entrance examination was resumed, my sister's eldest son took the college entrance examination and was successfully admitted to university. Now he has become an official in the province. The state has also allocated him a house, and he lives a prosperous and decent life.
It can be said that without Old Lady Song, Feng Huifang's family would not have had a good life.
But the old lady never expected that this was the first time in so many years that she had to ask her elder sister to borrow money. Not only did she not lend her money, but she also looked down on her as a poor relative.
She went to the address and saw the grand family compound.
However, after the security guard called to inform her, she waited in the duty room of the compound for a long time but no one came to pick her up, and she was not allowed to go in to look for it herself.
She was starving, so she ate some dry food and continued to wait. Finally, she saw her sister and her family when it was dark.
As soon as he heard that she wanted to borrow money, he found all kinds of excuses to refuse, fearing that she would not be able to pay it back.
Although Old Mrs. Song was disappointed, she did not think of breaking off the relationship. She even made excuses for her elder sister, saying that maybe something really happened at home and she could not lend her money.
It was not until the next day when a guest suddenly came to visit and asked about her identity that Feng Huifang actually said that she was the nanny at home and wanted to sever all ties with her on the spot.
Old Mrs. Song was completely heartbroken.
Since you despise her like a flea and hate her poor relative, then cut off all ties and stop associating with her!
Just think of it as the food you saved from your own mouth that year being given to dogs to eat!
After hearing the whole story, Old Man Song was so angry that he almost swallowed his cigarette and cursed tremblingly:
"She's so heartless! No wonder she hasn't come back to the village in all these years, nor has she sent a single letter. She must have become so rich that she's almost changed her ancestors! Isn't Feng Huifang afraid of retribution for what she did to you and the Song family?"
Old Lady Song slapped him on the back:
"Stop yelling so late at night! That's enough. She looks down on us, and we don't care about her as a relative. Let's all go back to our rooms and sleep!"
That night, everyone in the room tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Boss Song felt sorry for his mother being looked down upon and worried about the fine.
Feng Huifang, who was in the best condition, could not borrow money, and the rest of the relatives all had their own ideas. Even if they could borrow, it would be difficult to raise more than 600 yuan.
The remaining brothers and their wives did not sleep much all night, racking their brains to think of how to raise or borrow money.
But at this difficult time, no one thought about dividing the family to get rid of the debt.
Old Mrs. Song couldn't sleep either, but she still got up to comfort her sixth daughter-in-law and told her not to have too much psychological burden. When Xiaoqi grows up, she will have to call them uncles and aunts. They are all close relatives, and the money should be paid by everyone together.
At worst, when Xiaoqi grows up, he can be more filial to his uncles, aunts and uncles.
Duan Dinglan listened to her mother-in-law's comforting words, and the warmth in her heart surged through her limbs, almost turning into tears.
She sniffed, stood up and took a large package off the wardrobe.
Old Mrs. Song was confused: "What are you doing so late at night?"
Duan Dinglan unpacked and said:
"Mom, you are the one who believes me the most. When I was pregnant with Xiaoqi, I said I dreamed of a phoenix, but no one believed me. You were the only one who believed I was pregnant with a lucky girl. This time, you must believe me too."
The package was opened, revealing a plethora of winter dates, so many that they rolled out of the side of the package.
Old Mrs. Song stared with her old eyes: "Where did it come from?"
Song Xiaoliu, who was lying on the bed, replied, "It was given to my sister by the gods."
Old Mrs. Song: “…”
Duan Dinglan carefully recounted what happened that day.
After hearing this, Old Lady Song's lips trembled with shock, and she remained silent for a long time.
Song Rushuang was afraid that the old lady couldn't accept it, so she made a few noises at her.
Duan Dinglan's eyes were like torches: "Mom, do you believe me?"
Old Mrs. Song took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "I believe it."
How can I not believe it?
My family was so poor that we could barely afford to eat, so how could we have money to buy dates?
Even if they had money, it was obvious that these dates could not be grown in their area and had to be transported from somewhere else.
Where can I buy it if my daughter-in-law never goes out?
Old Mrs. Song picked up her granddaughter and looked at her pretty little face, feeling mixed emotions.
The Song family has been a peasant family for generations and has never produced any significant figures. They even have to work very hard to make ends meet.
What did God see in their family that he sent such a lucky girl to the Song family, so that the whole family could benefit from it?
The old lady hugged her granddaughter tightly in her arms.
Song Rushuang also tried to stretch out her little hands and hug her grandmother's neck, and a warmth and sense of security that she had never felt before rose in her heart.
This little old lady was her grandmother, her dear grandmother, who loved her more than anything.
"Mother, you are the one who will provide the dates for my brothers and sisters-in-law to have a bright future. The gods have given Xiaoqi a lot of them. We will eat some of them and sell the rest."
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