Chapter 7 Your “good days” are still ahead!
Tang Jincai started packing his luggage as soon as he got home.
Sometimes he was furious and threw things around, and sometimes he laughed for no apparent reason, scaring Xia Jinhua half to death.
How come this guy suddenly became mentally ill after coming back from a trip?
"Dad, are you okay?" Xia Jinhua looked worried.
"This little girl cries so much that it makes me angry. I'm going to move to the factory dormitory for a while."
Tang Jincai opened the wardrobe, found clothes and socks and threw them into the rattan box.
Then he pulled out the desk drawer and looked through it, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.
Xia Jinhua hugged the sleeping baby in her arms and asked carefully, "So - you're not going to give the baby away, right?"
Tang Jincai glanced at Tang Xueli who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
I don’t know why, but now whenever he sees this girl, his heart starts beating fast.
What are you giving?
How could he dare to give his little girl away now?
He was afraid that his third daughter would be the one to see him off to the end.
Tang Jincai said, "I'll register her tomorrow. Please come up with a name for her."
Xia Jinhua's heart suddenly relaxed and her eyes were filled with surprise.
She thought to herself, after all, he is a father, how could he really give his child away!
You see, in the end, you still can’t let go!
"Is it Tang Sisi?"
The name Xia Jinhua was thought of early on.
She went to high school and was not illiterate. She was the one who named her three daughters.
The eldest daughter is Tang Yuanyuan. Yuan means first and represents the eldest daughter, and Yuan means perfection.
The second child is Tang Shuangshuang. Shuang means the second child, and Shuangshuang means good luck and a life without loneliness.
When the third child was born, Tang Jincai had high hopes for this one, but it turned out to be a daughter. He got furious on the spot and slapped Xia Jinhua. The umbilical cord had not been cut at that time.
Xia Jinhua felt very aggrieved and hated herself for not being able to give birth to a son. She felt that she was extremely incompetent.
Others can give birth to sons in their lifetime. My eldest sister-in-law gave birth to two sons in succession, but she just can't.
I feel resentful and angry, but I don't know who to blame or who to be angry with.
Finally, with this resentment, she named her third daughter "Zhao Di".
But when she registered her household registration, the other party asked her name. She was silent for a long time with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't say the two words "Zhao Di".
The staff member was getting impatient and asked her, "What's your name? Come back after you've decided!"
"Snow pear!" Xia Jinhua shouted, "It's called Tang Xueli, a kind of fruit, Xueli, the snow is white, and the pear is pear."
Shortly after she became pregnant with her third child, Xia Jinhua suffered from acute bronchitis.
The pregnant woman didn't dare to take medicine casually, so she listened to the advice of the old people in the hospital and ate a few pears, and she got better.
Later she became particularly fond of eating pears.
She hoped that she could love the third child impartially, just as she loved pears.
"Tang Sisi, the "si" in "sixiang" is homophonic with "laosi"..."
Xia Jinhua wanted to continue explaining, but was interrupted by Tang Jincai: "Just call it whatever you want, there's no need to be so particular."
"Sisi, it's both the Si of thought and the Si of missing. Remember this and don't make a mistake." Xia Jinhua reminded him worriedly.
After giving birth this time, her body recovered slowly, she often feels dizzy, and now she cannot go out.
I originally planned to rest for a few more days and then register the child when the confinement period is almost over.
Unexpectedly, Tang Jincai would take the initiative to do this this time.
"What a lousy name. What's the point of it? My name is Jincai, but I haven't made any money."
Tang Jincai was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something, mumbling, "What kind of money is this? It's more like losing money. I gave birth to a bunch of debt collectors."
Tang Xueli had sharp ears and smiled when she heard this.
This is just the beginning, Tang Jincai, your "good days" are still to come!
"Where's my watch?" Tang Jincai's face darkened as he growled, "I put it in the drawer. Who of you took it?"
"Aren't you wearing your watch?" Xia Jinhua never rummaged through the drawers where Tang Jincai kept his things, so she didn't know he had other watches.
"It's not this piece." Tang Jincai frowned, thought for a moment, and looked at Tang Xueli: "Did you take it?"
Tang Xueli said succinctly: "No."
I won’t admit it either.
Tang Jincai suddenly remembered something, "Where did you get the money to find a nurse for your grandma, and for your mom to be hospitalized and have her baby?"
Tang Xueli remained calm and said in a calm tone: "I saved it in the Great Northern Wilderness."
"You can't save any money!" Tang Jincai didn't believe it at all.
Tang Xueli looked indifferent. After a pause, she asked, "What watch is it? Did you buy it or was it given to you by someone? Could it be Bai——"
"Alright, alright." Tang Jincai interrupted hastily, "I guess I left it somewhere."
Tang Xueli smiled and pretended to be enthusiastic and sensible, "What kind of watch is it? Let me help you find it!"
Xia Jinhua thought something important was lost, and hurriedly said, "Xue Li, help your dad find it."
She muttered in confusion: "What kind of watch is this? I've never seen one before..."
"No need!" Tang Jincai said this sternly, picked up his luggage, slammed the door and left angrily.
Three days later, the factory paid wages. Under the supervision of Zhao Changjiang, Tang Jincai took home 36 yuan.
After putting down the money, the man left without saying a word.
Xia Jinhua was stunned.
"Xue Li, did something happen to your dad? I feel like something is not right with him."
Tang Xueli counted the money and found that it was exactly 36 yuan, not more or less.
"It's okay, Mom, don't worry, just take good care of yourself." Tang Xueli held the money in her hand and discussed with her mother: "Can I keep this money first?"
Xia Jinhua used to be a worker in a textile factory.
After giving birth to her first three children, my health became very poor, so I quit my job and became a housewife.
I just find time to weave some fishing nets or paste some paper boxes to make a little money.
The money was used to buy some food and small daily necessities such as soap and matches. Anything else that required more spending depended on Tang Jincai's salary.
The family's financial power is in the hands of Tang Jincai. He is very stingy and only takes out some money when he really needs it.
Therefore, Xia Jinhua had never held a large amount of money in her hands, and she felt a little nervous when she saw the money in the girl's hand.
What would I do if I lost so much money?
What should I do if a thief breaks into my house and steals something?
Xia Jinhua muttered anxiously:
"How about we hide the money under the closet?"
"I heard it's safer to keep it in a bank. Xueli, why don't you get a passbook?"
"No, no, what if the passbook is lost? The bank will refuse to pay and we won't be able to explain."
"Tell me, what is your dad doing with all of a sudden his salary? We don't need that much money to live on."
"Don't worry, Mom." Tang Xueli comforted her mother for a while, and then told her about her next plan, "I want to set up a stall to sell braised dishes, and I need to use this money to buy some raw materials."
"Selling braised dishes?" Xia Jinhua was silent for two seconds. "You're not going to work at the enamelware factory?"
Tang Xueli shook her head: "Not going anymore."
In her previous life, she worked in the packaging workshop of an enamel factory, baling straw for many years.
Although I wore gloves while working, my hands were still badly rubbed and covered with blisters, which were burning with pain.
My hands are about to rot, it's a horrible sight.
The pain was so severe that I couldn't sleep at night.
This job is relatively stable and the salary is enough to live on, but it has no prospects and is far from meeting Tang Xueli's current needs.
She would never make hay bales again in her life.
It was a rare opportunity to live again, so she had to seize it.
She wants to fulfill her dream of going to college.
And before going to college, she needs to save more money.
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