Chapter 18 Chapter 18 This Ning Lao San never follows the rules...
Ning Shaoming knew that his sister-in-law was just trying to get him to send more money home.
The child in the family does not have much money to spend right now, so the extra money sent back will be used by his parents to subsidize their other sons.
As long as the elderly at home don’t get sick, it actually doesn’t cost much money. They usually don’t want to spend money on themselves.
My second brother and his wife are both teachers, and they have only one daughter in the family.
No matter how low a teacher's salary is, it is more than enough for two adults to raise a child, and there is no need for elderly subsidies.
Ning Shaoming knew with a simple guess that the extra hundred yuan every month was mostly used to subsidize his eldest brother's family.
He just turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear because his child didn't suffer any harm.
For someone like my sister-in-law, the best way is to refuse directly. Don't beat around the bush. If you are polite to her, she will pretend to be stupid and pretend not to understand what others mean.
Ning Shaoming refused directly: "Wenfa's Miaomiao was sick a while ago, and his mother sprained her foot, so he sent an extra two hundred yuan. Nothing happened to our family, why should he send more money? Aren't new clothes bought during the Chinese New Year? Clothes and snacks here in Pengcheng are cheaper than in my hometown. I will buy them for the children when Xiaoyue and I go back for the Chinese New Year."
Without waiting for the sister-in-law to say anything else, Ning Shaoming asked, "Sister-in-law, aren't Xiaoqiu and Xiaoxia here?"
Wang Haiyan replied awkwardly: "Oh, they went out to play."
After so many years, Wang Haiyan still can't get used to being interrupted by her brother-in-law.
In her imagination and understanding, men rarely argue with women. It is always their wives who stand up, and the women make sarcastic remarks to each other or have a quarrel.
Almost everyone is like this, except Ning Lao San who always plays by his own rules!
Ning Shaoming stood up like this and confronted Zhao Ruyue. She didn't know how to respond and could only say, "Hang up first. I'll go out and look for him and call you back."
Wang Haiyan hung up the phone and walked to her next-door neighbor's house.
Several children were chattering while doing their homework in the neighbor's living room. They don't attach much importance to education here, and most families have no awareness of preparing desks for their children.
In front of each child is either a dining table or a high stool, and they sit on a lower stool and use it as a desk to write.
She walked in, rolled her eyes, and didn't call Ning Shiqiu.
She walked straight to Ning Shixia and said, "Xiaoxia, my aunt's back is a little itchy. I want to apply medicine but can't reach the right place. Can you come back to the room with me and help me apply the medicine? I'll give you candy after you're done."
Ning Shixia was in the kindergarten class and had no homework. She just came to join in the fun when she saw the older children were doing their homework.
She and her brother didn't have much pocket money, so candy was a rare commodity for her. When her parents were at home, they could go to the store to buy some snacks every now and then. But when her parents were not at home, it was difficult for them to get a snack.
Ning Shixia happily followed Wang Haiyan.
Ning Shiqiu looked up and saw that they were indeed going home, so he didn't pay any attention and continued to do his homework.
In the post office.
Zhao Ruyue and Ning Shaoming waited for more than ten minutes before the phone in front of them rang.
They picked up the call, confirmed that it was their home, hung up immediately, and called back again.
This is how it usually is when I talk to my family, because long-distance calls cost 60 cents a minute, but answering the call is free.
The person who answered the phone at my hometown was a child with a baby voice.
As soon as she answered the phone, she started to talk a lot: "Is that Mom? Are you and Dad okay over there? Sister Miaomiao said that her mother called and told her that my mom is sick. Mom, are you okay?"
Zhao Ruyue listened in a daze as she listened to the strange yet familiar baby voice. It took her several seconds to realize that the child on the other end of the phone was actually actively caring about her.
At this time, the little daughter is so caring.
She was very well behaved when she was still breastfeeding. She never cried or made a fuss except when she was hungry, felt unwell or had to poop. It seemed as if she was born to be considerate of her parents.
But how come the relationship between them became worse than strangers later?
Zhao Ruyue calmed herself down, wiped away the tears that had oozed out of her eyes, cleared her throat and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine now. Did you and your brother listen to your grandparents at home? Did you study hard at school?"
The mother and daughter expressed their concern for each other tenderly on the phone. Ning Shaoming listened nearby and occasionally interjected.
Before making the call, Zhao Ruyue was worried that she wouldn't be able to find a topic to talk about. But after talking to her daughter on the phone, she found that she didn't need to worry about finding a topic to talk about.
Her little daughter is a topic maker. She talks all the time like a cute little sparrow. She seems to have endless things to say and an uncontrollable desire to share.
Even seeing a particularly large caterpillar at school is something that makes this child happy and is worth sharing with her family, not to mention when the teacher praises her, when she attends art, music, or physical education classes, what paintings she draws, what nursery rhymes she learns, and what sports she learns.
But not long after, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point due to a word from the daughter.
At first, the two talked about what candies, snacks, toys, clothes and shoes they wanted to bring back for the New Year.
My daughter was very happy, and I could hear through the phone line that she was looking forward to the New Year.
Then Zhao Ruyue heard her daughter ask: "Mom, you can buy so many things, how much do you earn every month?"
At this time, she hadn't realized the problem yet and thought her daughter was just curious, so Zhao Ruyue said, "More than nine hundred."
"It's only over 900?" the daughter said, "Mom, why don't you work overtime? I heard that working overtime can earn more than 1,000 a month, and you can buy more things. Other mothers work overtime, but you don't. Are you too lazy? Are you afraid of hard work and want to be lazy? Do you only choose easy work?"
When Zhao Ruyue heard these words, her heart suddenly turned cold.
Although she seldom works overtime, it is impossible for her to not work overtime at all in the factory.
Moreover, working on an assembly line in a factory means standing at one station for the entire day, and it is very tiring even if you don’t work overtime. How can there be such a thing as an easy job?
A chill spread from her heart to her whole body, causing her to shiver unconsciously. She didn't know whether it was because she was angry or because she was heartbroken.
She suddenly stopped smiling. Ning Shaoming immediately realized something was wrong and took the microphone.
He frowned, but with a smile on his face, and said to his daughter on the other end of the phone, "Dad can earn as much as other parents do, so your mom doesn't have to earn that much. She's not in good health, so she needs to rest more."
"So that's how it is!" Ning Shixia was just a three-year-old child and didn't think too much about it.
As soon as she heard that her mother was not feeling well, she forgot all the words that her aunt had repeatedly told her before she left.
She said nervously, "Dad has to work and has no time to take care of Mom. Dad, please let Mom go home. My brother and I will take care of Mom! We are all grown up and can take care of Mom now!"
Little children always feel that home is the safest place in the world.
Ning Shaoming's serious expression relaxed. He knew that his daughter could not be so heartless. How could a three-year-old child say such things without being taught by an adult?
"We will go back during the Chinese New Year," Ning Shaoming promised his daughter softly, "You and your brother study hard. If you do well in the final exam and get a certificate, mom and dad will buy you a doll and Ultraman for your brother."
Ning Shixia said happily: "Dad, I don't want a doll, can you buy me a skateboard? My brother wants a bicycle!"
"Okay, I'll buy them all!" Ning Shaoming agreed readily, and then asked his daughter, "Is your brother here? I want to talk to him."
"My brother is doing his homework at Brother Xinyang's house. I'll go call him!"
After hearing her daughter's words, even Zhao Ruyue, who was prone to pessimism, realized that something was wrong.
In the past, whenever they called home, both children were always there.
Ning Shixia ran out quickly and ran to the neighbor's house next door, but only saw his brother's things, not his brother: "Brother Xinyang, where is my brother?"
Huang Xinyang, who was busy doing his homework, raised his head and said with envy: "Your aunt came again just now. She gave your brother money and asked him to go to the street to buy roast duck."
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