Tang Jianming got drunk last night.
He didn't know what time it was when he woke up the next day. He touched his head and felt dizzy and uncomfortable.
There was a sound outside the yard, and he heard the shrill voice of Widow Zhang.
"Be careful! Don't break anything!"
"Hey, hey, hey, these things are very valuable, can you afford to pay for them?"
"Slow down! Slow down..."
He pulled the quilt over his head. Widow Zhang must be helping the bald man move furniture, which was fine, as he didn't want to get up anyway.
When I heard him talk about the mistress of the house getting married last night, I felt so shaken and lost all my energy.
After a while, it gradually became quiet outside, as if everything had been moved.
“Squeak—”
The door was pushed open, a gust of cold air rushed in, and he pulled the quilt tighter.
"Tang Jianming, everything has been moved. Here, here's the money."
Widow Zhang spoke in a calm tone. Tang Jianming lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He glanced at the money on the table and said, "Are you really going to follow him today?"
"Go, why not go?" Widow Zhang didn't even look at him, just put down the money and walked out.
As he was about to step out the door, he stopped and asked, "Do you have anything else to say to me?"
Tang Jianming was stunned by the sudden question and replied awkwardly, "Since you have made up your mind, take care of yourself in the future."
Her back froze for a moment, and she slowly lowered her hand that was holding the door frame. She whispered "OK" and walked out.
Tang Jianming sat down on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the money on the table.
The mistress of the house was getting married, and Widow Zhang had also left. He was the only one left in the cold and deserted house.
His eyes hurt a little, so he rubbed them subconsciously. In a daze, he seemed to see children chasing and playing in the house, and their laughter filled the whole house.
He rubbed his eyes again, the children disappeared, and the room became quiet again.
After a ridiculous half-life, in the end, nothing was left.
Life is hard, and Tang Jianming suffered a lot in the first half of his life, but he lived like a human being with his own will and became a role model cousin in everyone's eyes.
It's like a model student who works hard to get good grades, but he is used to being well-behaved and occasionally wants to indulge himself, but ends up with his wife and children leaving him.
But life is still long, so what do his ups and downs mean in the long river of human history?
Ultimately, we can only make a final judgment after the coffin is closed.
Widow Zhang moved the furniture out of Tang Jianming's house and told the fat bald man, "I'll leave the child with the old woman. You wait for me at the village entrance. I'll be back soon."
The fat bald man stuck out his belly. His eyes were so fat that they were just a line. His green bean-sized eyeballs looked around and he slapped Widow Zhang on the butt.
The guys who were moving things chuckled evilly.
"Go ahead, come back soon."
"What are you doing? People are watching us!" Widow Zhang twisted her waist and carried Xiao Maodan towards Aunt Sun's house.
There were two streams of clear snot swirling under the little boy's nose, making him look silly. But in fact, the little kid knew everything in his mind, and he kept howling, kicking and hitting all the way.
"Mom, I don't want to go... I want to follow Mom..."
Widow Zhang was annoyed by the howling, so she raised her hand and slapped him twice in the face, leaving a slap mark on each side of Xiao Maodan's cheek.
The little boy was beaten so badly that he dared not utter a word. He could only sob and cry out, "Mmm...Mother...Mmm...Mother..."
"Mom is going to make money for you. You should follow the old woman well. You are her only grandson. She won't dare treat you badly. When Mom has money, she will come down to pick you up."
"I don't want money, I want... Mom..."
"Shut up! Stop howling!" Widow Zhang raised her hand to hit him again, but the little boy was so scared that he shut his mouth.
Widow Zhang stood at Aunt Sun's door and shouted, "Damn old woman, come out now!"
When Aunt Sun heard her voice, she thought there must be something going on and asked her to bring Xiao Maodan, so she hurried out to greet him.
"Oh, you went to Tang Sannan's house again. Stop pretending and just marry that old man." Widow Zhang teased with bad intentions.
Aunt Sun didn't respond, but just walked over and pulled the little kid. The little kid cried and hugged Widow Zhang's thighs.
Why is she crying so hard today? Aunt Sun felt that something was wrong. Seeing Widow Zhang taking off a bag, she asked, "Are you going on a long journey?"
"What do you care about me?" Widow Zhang glared at her and said, "Take good care of your grandson. Also, even though no one is in my room, you are not allowed to go in. It's my house!
I'm telling you, I'll come back to see Maodan in a while, and I'll make you look bad if you get too thin!"
After saying that, she bent down to pry open the little kid's hands. Although the little kid was small, he was holding her legs tightly and couldn't get rid of them at all.
"Let go! Let go now, or I'll hit you!"
Aunt Sun rushed forward to protect Xiao Maodan and said angrily, "What are you doing? Don't hit the child!
"Maodan, let go first. Didn't your mom say you'll be back in a few days? Don't worry, mom won't abandon you."
After a lot of coaxing, deception and threats, the little boy finally let go, his face covered with snot and tears.
Widow Zhang walked towards the village entrance without looking back, cursing as she walked: "You damn baldy, you're so fat and so narrow-minded, you can't even tolerate a child. Just wait and see!"
After she turned a corner and disappeared, Aunt Sun carried Xiao Maodan into the house. Seeing the child crying like this, Luo Zhen couldn't help but step forward to show concern.
"Aunt, what's going on?"
Aunt Sun shook her head: "Who knows what's going on with that woman? She wouldn't let me touch my eggs before, and now she's just thrown them to me. Look, she's packed up all her things and given them to me. It seems she's not planning to come back.
He wouldn't let me into the house, and cruelly made the child squeeze into the woodshed with me."
Qiu Zhen went to get a basin of hot water, wrung out a towel and used it to wipe Xiao Maodan's hands and face. The child was crying breathlessly, which was heartbreaking.
"What this mother did is so cruel! But it's also true that if such a young woman becomes a widow, something bad will happen sooner or later. Let her go if she wants to, and avoid bringing shame to your family.
From now on, sister, just take good care of your grandson. There won’t be any hard times.”
Qiu Zhen is a kind person who can make people feel at ease. Aunt Sun thought along the lines of what she said, and naturally she felt more at ease.
Little Maodan cried for a long time, and his loud crying gradually turned into intermittent sobbing, and he gradually fell asleep in the arms of his good mother-in-law.
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