Chapter 128: The Collapse of Old Lady Zhao
When Zhao Donglai saw the house where his mother-in-law lived during the Chinese New Year, he was a little moved.
Individual business owners are making a lot of money now, and Zhao Donglai thinks it’s good.
What's wrong with rural people? Rural people can also make money.
Although I don’t earn that much, I can still let my wife and daughter live in a different environment.
He also didn't want to see his wife suffer injustice all the time. Every time he came back to get involved in something, his wife had to suffer the injustice.
He said it would be nice for his wife to work with his mother-in-law, maybe it could help change her gentle temper.
The couple did what they said and started packing up their things the next day.
Wang Silan was also busy and started looking for houses for her daughter.
Now workers in urban areas have dormitories to live in, and some houses can be rented out by wealthy workers.
But a small courtyard like the one we live in is hard to come by, but tube-shaped buildings can still be found.
Wang Silan looked at a place that belonged to workers at a fertilizer factory. The surroundings were clean and not far from Jianguo Road.
It's mainly on the first floor, so it's convenient to get in and out.
Workplaces are all about compactness, but houses nowadays are all for living in, with only a small area left in the living room, just enough for eating.
On the contrary, the bedroom with balcony is very large, with a closet, a desk, a dressing table, and even space for a crib.
Hang Jingshu also went to see the house once. The house is about 60 square meters, with complete kitchen and bathroom facilities, and it is definitely suitable for a family of three to live in.
The reason for choosing this place is that the fertilizer factory has been very profitable in recent years. The original toilets were shared by all on the same floor, but now after the reform, people can go to the toilet directly at home.
It is more convenient for Hang Jinghua to take the children with her.
The price is not expensive, 18 yuan a month.
Hang Jinghua frowned at the price, but Zhao Donglai agreed readily: "No problem, I will move the things here in the next two days."
The house is also close to where Zhao Donglai works, so he can sleep longer here than having to get up early in the village.
Old Mrs. Zhao has been very proud these days. It seems that her young daughter-in-law suddenly came to her senses. She not only took the initiative to send over the stewed goose, but also sent over two half-grown pigs from home.
If you ask her, this money-loser doesn't deserve to eat meat. The fact that she gave birth to three sons is better than a hen that doesn't lay eggs!
The older generation believes that sons are precious, especially in rural areas.
After all, boys are strong in labor, while girls belong to other families once they get married.
When the two pigs were delivered to her, Mrs. Zhao thought that she had completely subdued her daughter-in-law.
Taking advantage of the few days when she was feeling proud and not causing any trouble, Hang Jinghua and his wife did the same thing. Following Wang Silan's method, they had almost cleared out the house like ants moving house.
Anyway, the goose had been eaten, and there were still some vegetables in the garden. Hang Jinghua did not miss any of them. She picked them all and made them into pickles. Before leaving, she also sent a bowl of dumplings to the Zhao family.
While Old Mrs. Zhao was in the house fantasizing about becoming a landlord in the future and ordering her daughter-in-law around like a maid, the couple had just finished moving the last basket of things.
Looking back at the home where she had lived for several years, Hang Jinghua did not feel the slightest bit reluctant to leave. Instead, she was filled with anticipation for a new life.
The only thing I felt sorry about was the killing of those geese.
By the time Mrs. Zhao realized that the conflict had reached her youngest son's home, Hang Jinghua and his wife had already lived their own life in the city.
"What a sin! My little son ran away!"
Old Mrs. Zhao was rolling around in the mud in the village, but this time there was no daughter-in-law standing by who was upset and dared not say a word, only a group of aunts who were enjoying the fun.
"I would have to run away if I were you. My youngest son has a few geese at home and they have to eat them. How shameful of you to be so short-sighted! It's really embarrassing."
Since ancient times, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a topic worthy of discussion, but it is definitely more shameful for the elders to force the children away.
With the second daughter by her side, Wang Silan became even more motivated.
But now the issue that the whole family is most concerned about is Hang Jingshu's admission letter.
When Hang Jingshu first applied to the Agricultural University, Teacher Cai always advised him to stay calm.
When Hang Jingshu's results came out, not only Teacher Cai but even Director Qi felt it was a pity.
With this score, Kyoto University could also get it. It's such a pity.
Hang Jingshu hadn't expected that he could perform so well.
She was extremely focused in the days before the exam, but looking back now, it all seemed blurry and she couldn't remember what happened at all.
I just recited as soon as I opened my eyes, and I was reciting while cooking.
The draft paper and used ink were estimated to be half a person's height.
It is said that there is no best in literature, but in fact the difference between Hang Jingshu and Zhao Qingying's scores lies in mathematics.
Compared with the second place in the province, it is only 4 points higher.
With his daughter-in-law helping out here, Hang Renshan has more free time.
He ran to the post office when he had nothing to do, wanting to get the girl's acceptance letter as soon as possible.
After running around for seven or eight days, the people at the post office also knew him.
It was not until early August that a registered letter arrived from Anhui Province.
The staff in the post office all knew Hang Renshan, and they still hung the original newspaper at the door of the post office.
Many people in Fengcheng recognize Hang Renshan's face now. Holding the registered letter, Hang Renshan walked out of the post office dazed.
Moreover, the couple gradually understood the daughter's choice. Agricultural University is very popular now.
It’s totally different from what they thought, learning farming!
It is for the purpose of increasing food production, which is a good thing that can benefit the people of the whole country!
You may lose money in business, but the knowledge you learn will never go away. Hang Renshan held the registered letter with his mouth crooked, and ran back pushing his bicycle.
When Hang Jingshu went out of the compound to buy groceries, he ran into Hang Chenggang who had returned from vacation.
“Third brother!”
Hang Jingshu ran directly to Hang Chenggang's side and asked, "Why are you back now?"
Hang Chenggang handed his sister a bottle of soda and replied with a smile: "My mother sent me a telegram saying that my second sister has moved to the city. It's time for me to come back."
Universities usually have holidays in July, but many students do not come back to save travel expenses.
Working as a tutor or doing odd jobs during the summer vacation can also reduce the burden on the family.
Hang Cheng had just finished the task assigned by his instructor, so he took the opportunity to pack up his things and go home.
As his family was well-off, Hang Chenggang no longer had to work as a tutor to earn a living, and he no longer applied for his original university student grant.
These should be left for those who are more in need.
The brother and sister were standing at the door talking when they saw Hang Renshan riding a bicycle towards them with a happy face.
"Ni, the acceptance letter has come down!"
Hang Renshan was so happy that he didn't even notice his son. He happily stuffed the admission letter into his daughter's hand and said, "Come home when you're done with your work tonight. Dad will be waiting at the door to pick you up. Let's go home for dinner!"
Hang Jingshu opened it at the door. It was just a thin piece of admission letter with a bright red seal and neat handwriting. The name seemed to be handwritten.
Hang Jingshu was also very happy when he got the admission notice. "Then I'll cook quickly. My brother is also home today. Let's have a good meal together."
Hang Renshan then realized that the person standing next to him was his son. He patted his son on the shoulder several times and said, "You're back just now. That's great."
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Hang Chenggang: You didn’t see me at all just now, right?