Chapter 189 Mother, come with me!
"Don't burn it, don't burn it, this is against the will of heaven!"
Jiang Xiaoyan threw the clothes she brought back onto the stove. Her family members rushed to pull them away, but Jiang Xiaoyan was very quick and set each piece of clothing on fire, so that basically no piece was left intact.
If half of the sleeve of a piece of clothing is burned, it cannot be worn.
Seeing new clothes being burned black, how could the elderly who usually don't buy new clothes in a year bear this? They cursed and complained.
But Jiang Xiaoyan had no time to pay attention to them. She turned around and went to her mother's kang, and carried Chen Jinhua on her back.
"What are you doing? You are such an unfilial girl. You have forgotten your roots after just a few days of studying."
"I should have known I shouldn't have let you go to school. Look at how many girls in Hebin Township go to college. How much money did your family spend on your education? How could you turn out to be such an unfilial child?"
As the head of the family, Old Man Jiang also has a temper and wanted to stop Jiang Xiaoyan immediately.
After Jiang Xiaoyan was admitted to university, even the village cadres came to see her, letting the old man Jiang realize the importance of a college student.
But in Old Man Jiang's heart, even if Jiang Xiaoyan entered the palace and became an empress, she would still have to recognize him as her grandfather, not to mention that even if she passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi?
But before Old Man Jiang could finish his words, Jiang Xiaoyan, who was hunched over with her mother on her back, raised her head. Her cold gaze startled Old Man Jiang, and he forced himself to hold back his words about "unfilial people should be punished".
It was the first time he saw Jiang Xiaoyan look like this.
In other words, the Jiang Xiaoyan in front of him was not the money-losing granddaughter he used to have.
Jiang Xiaoyan has been accustomed to being submissive since she was a child. She never fights back or talks back when she is beaten or scolded, and she only asks her family to let her go to school.
In order to go to junior high school, high school, and later repeat a grade, even if I kicked her into the yard in the middle of winter and made her stand barefoot in the snow for a long time, she didn't dare to say a word, let alone glare at me.
But at this moment, Jiang Xiaoyan's cold eyes made Old Man Jiang feel as if he had seen an ungrateful person.
A ungrateful wolf is still a wolf. When it bites people, how can he survive a few bites with his old arms and legs?
"My mother is sick, and I am just being filial to her. Are you going to stop me?"
The cold and chilling words fell into the ears of Old Man Jiang, and finally made him understand that the damn girl in front of him was going to turn against him!
[We can't let her get upset. ]
Old man Jiang reacted with a start.
Ever since Jiang Xiaoyan was admitted to university, the status of the Jiang family in the village has improved significantly. Although Old Man Jiang would not admit that it was because of the girl's status, he knew it very well in his heart.
"Put your mother down. I'll go buy you some paracetamol. Don't go out and embarrass the Jiang family."
"You didn't bring any money!"
"How can I not give him the credit?"
Old man Jiang grabbed his hat and went out. He was almost sixty years old but he ran quite fast.
"Yan'er, put me down!" Chen Jinhua said weakly on Jiang Xiaoyan's back, "If you carry your mother out, your father and grandfather will be embarrassed in the village."
Chen Jinhua was not talking nonsense. She had been lying on the kang for so many days, but she ended up carrying her daughter away on the same day she returned from the capital. If people saw this, who knows what stories those gossipers would make up.
But Jiang Xiaoyan shook her head and said, "Mom, you are too sick. I want to send you to the county hospital."
"Child, the county hospital is dozens of miles away. Can you carry her there?" The third grandfather said anxiously, "Go find your father first, and then ask him to take your mother to the hospital."
It has to be said that the idea proposed by the third grandfather took the Jiang family's face into consideration and also complied with Jiang Xiaoyan's wish to take Chen Jinhua to the hospital.
Nowadays, it is normal for country people to survive for two days without taking medicine when they are sick. If they can survive, they can save money. If they can’t survive, they can go to the hospital if necessary, but they can’t be buried if not.
It's not shameful.
Jiang Xiaoyan seemed to be persuaded by her third grandfather. She turned around, put Chen Jinhua on the kang and covered her with a quilt.
"Mom, wait a moment. I'll go call someone."
"Hey, your father should be helping out at the old family in Xicun. They promised to give me money before the New Year. When they have the money, they will send me to the hospital. Don't blame your father."
Chen Jinhua was so sick that she could hardly speak clearly, but she still advised Jiang Xiaoyan not to blame Jiang Yougui.
No one knows a girl better than her mother. Even though she was sick, Jiang Xiaoyan's reaction surprised her.
This girl has only been in the capital for half a year, but she is no longer the timid and cowardly girl she used to be. Her decisiveness is almost catching up with mine.
Chen Jinhua was very pleased. Why did she go to Beijing to see Jiang Xiaoyan? Wasn't it because she was worried that her honest daughter would be bullied and looked down upon in the big city?
Even though Chen Jinhua is illiterate, she dares to take the case to the throne if anyone bullies her daughter.
[Hey, girl, follow me. ]
Jiang Xiaoyan did not go to the West Village when she left the house, but went straight to the village chief's house at the east end of the village.
"Uncle Mancang, you are at home!"
"Hey, it's Xiaoyan back! Come in and sit down. Look at how different college students are. They're dressed in fashionable clothes."
Jiang Mancang looked up and almost didn't recognize Jiang Xiaoyan.
Jiang Xiaoyan was also the short-term team leader of Pengcheng Seventh Factory. Naturally, she wore new clothes since she was close to the water.
But Jiang Xiaoyan did not enter the house, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Mancang, I won't go in. My mother is sick. Can you lend me the mule cart of the brigade? I want to take my mother to the county hospital."
After the 1980s, communes were changed into towns and brigades were changed into villages, but rural people were still accustomed to calling the village committee "brigade".
"Why not? Even a tractor will do," Jiang Mancang agreed immediately, and then whispered, "I know your mother is sick, and I want to help, but Xiaoyan, you have to understand that if your family doesn't give their permission, I will be blamed for helping!"
"I understand, I understand. Thank you, Uncle Mancang. I'll pay for the gas for the tractor."
"What do you mean by gas money? You are looking down on your uncle."
Jiang Mancang complained with a smile, and then yelled into the house: "Zhu Zi, what are you still standing there for? Go start the tractor. If you can't start it in 20 minutes, I'll kick you."
Jiang Mancang's son hurried out. Starting the tractor in the middle of winter, filling it with hot water and heating the engine oil was really a laborious task.
When it was getting dark, Chen Jinhua was finally coaxed by Jiang Xiaoyan onto the tractor, and they rushed to the county town at a rumbling speed.
Jiang Xiaoyan refused the kindness of others to go along. Anyway, the village chief and Zhuzi were sitting on the head of the tractor, so the mother and daughter could just lie half-lying in the tractor bucket.
The tractor jolted and jolted its way to the county town. Only then could the mother and daughter exchange a few private words.
"Mom, you are not without money, why do you let your illness drag on like this? What will you do if I don't come back?"
"I want to save some money. I just need to save some money."
"You promised to come to Beijing to see me, but I've been waiting for you and you won't come."
Jiang Xiaoyan was no fool. She stared at Chen Jinhua and asked, "Tell me, where's your money? Who did you spend it on?"
Chen Jinhua couldn't avoid Jiang Xiaoyan's questioning eyes, so she could only say, "Did you see the pile of bricks and tiles at the east end of the village?
That is our family's newly allocated residential land. Your father wants to build a house for your brother, and the money has been prepared."
"I originally said there was no rush, but your brother has been looking for marriages for several times but none of them worked out."
Chen Jinhua may have been holding back a lot of things in the past six months, and when she saw Jiang Xiaoyan now, she blurted it all out.
After Jiang Xiaoyan went to Beijing, her brother Jiang Xiaoning went to work in a flour mill and became a worker who was paid monthly. Then Jiang Yougui began to think about finding a wife for him and asked people everywhere to find a match for his son.
But after talking to several families in a row without any success, Jiang Xiaoning became stubborn and said that other people were looking down on him and despised the Jiang family because they were poor.
It just so happened that the bicycle that Jiang Xiaoyan asked Jin Peng to buy was sent back home, so Jiang Xiaoning took over the bicycle and rode it to and from get off work on the grounds that "it would be easier to find a wife with face."
Chen Jinhua loved her son so she didn't say anything and continued walking to the market carrying her shoulder pole.
Her daughter is in college, her son is working, and the village has allocated residential land for them. Chen Jinhua feels that her life is very promising.
Jiang Xiaoyan nodded silently. Her mother still loved her son. When they had money, they would build a house first and then find a wife.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoyan felt somewhat aggrieved. She had been waiting and waiting in the capital, but in the end, she could not resist her brother's idea.
Who made her a girl?
But Chen Jinhua's next words turned Jiang Xiaoyan's grievance into full of bitterness.
"Actually, I hid half of the money. I should have been able to visit you last month, but your father found out and took it away. I had a big fight with him, and all the neighbors came to persuade me."
"I'm telling your father, why do you always let a woman like me take on the responsibilities? Don't you have any sense of responsibility in the Jiang family?"
"But your father said that Xiaoning is also my son. If I build a new house for him, my money will be the family's money. Alas."
“.”
"I was tired and angry during that time, and it was snowing when I came back from the market, so I fell ill and couldn't get up. Otherwise, how could my body be so fragile?"
Chen Jinhua kept on chattering, as if she wanted to vent all the complaints she had for the past six months, but as she spoke, she felt her daughter next to her hugging her tightly, just like when she was a child and had been wronged by her grandparents, she was looking for warmth in her.
"Mom, when you recover, come with me! Let's go to the capital and build a small home and open a noodle shop. You roll the noodles and I boil the water."
The rumbling sound of the tractor drowned out Jiang Xiaoyan's whispering, and it was unknown whether Chen Jinhua understood what she was saying.
. . . . . .
It was two days later that Li Ye heard the news that Chen Jinhua was hospitalized.
My aunt Li Mingxiang and her family of three came to visit and asked Li Ye to check my cousin Zhao Meiwen's homework. During the meal, they talked about a college student who came to the county hospital to see a doctor without telling his mother, and it seemed that he was admitted by the second high school in the county.
There were only a few college students who graduated from the county's No. 2 Middle School, so Li Ye naturally had to go and take a look.
Grandma Wu Juying was kind-hearted. She quickly killed a chicken and made chicken soup. She also made some malted milk and asked Li Juan to take the chicken and go with her brother. She also asked if the child needed care.
Actually, hospitals in those days were very different from those in later times.
Decades later, two family members took turns to stay by the patient's bedside, and both felt exhausted.
But in hospitals these days, there are many patients who have no family members accompanying them and have to rely entirely on nurses for care.
It is normal for a hospital to have thirty medical staff taking care of more than a hundred patients.
Unlike later generations, when there are more than a hundred medical staff taking care of more than a hundred patients, family members must be present to stay with them.
The brother and sister arrived at the county hospital and just happened to see Jiang Xiaoyan scolding her brother at the door of the ward from a distance.
"It's been three days since you came. I thought I had raised such a good son like you for nothing!"
"Sister, I still have to go to work! I just got off work and I brought some steamed buns to you and Auntie. They are big steamed buns with cabbage and pork filling."
"Heh, I haven't seen you for a few days, so I'm sending you over to deliver some buns."
Jiang Xiaoyan sneered and naturally understood the reason.
This is to see whether she has money or not. If she has money, her family will not care about her.
Jiang Xiaoyan had some money on her, so she didn't care about a few dollars at the moment, but she was very unhappy with Jiang Xiaoning's attitude.
"Can't you see that my mother is sick? Don't you know to buy her some medicine? Are you blind or are you evil-minded?"
"I don't have any money! My family wants to build a house, and we've spent all our money."
"You don't have any money?" Jiang Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes, pointed at Jiang Xiaoning's trouser pocket and ordered coldly: "Show me the cigarettes in your pocket."
“.”
Jiang Xiaoning was a little flustered, but still reached into his trouser pocket and took out a cigarette case.
Jiang Xiaoyan sneered: "Daqianmen! How many paracetamol tablets can you buy with this box of cigarettes? When I came back to see my mother, she was as red as a piece of charcoal. Your conscience has been eaten by dogs."
Jiang Xiaoning really wanted to refute Jiang Xiaoyan, but half a year ago, he had already lost to Jiang Xiaoyan in a historic contest. How could he be a match for his sister who had the dual intimidation of blood and aura?
"Leave the buns and the bicycle behind and go back by yourself!"
"Well, I'm leaving now. What? Why did you keep the bike?"
Jiang Xiaoning put down a basket filled with a dozen buns, turned around and realized something was wrong.
Leaving the bike behind?
I just came to deliver a meal, why would I leave my bike behind?
He didn't dare argue with Jiang Xiaoyan, so he could only say, "How can I get home without a bicycle? It's more than 40 miles away!"
Jiang Xiaoyan walked over arrogantly and took out the bicycle key from her brother's pocket.
"It took me three years to walk this road from the county town to my home. You've walked this road today too, so you know how it feels to be pushed into a corner."
“.”
Jiang Xiaoning stared at her sister blankly at first, then her eyes and neck slowly turned red, and she clenched her fists.
Jiang Xiaoning is also a man, how can he be suppressed by a woman?
He wants to explode, he wants to fight, he wants to resist.
But at this time, Li Juan and Li Ye, carrying chicken soup, came closer.
Li Juan looked at Jiang Xiaoning, who was furious, and asked curiously, "Are you going to beat up a state official?"
“.”
Jiang Xiaoning stared at Li Juan blankly, then looked at his sister Jiang Xiaoyan, who had a stern look on her face. The masculine spirit that he had finally mustered up deflated like a balloon that had been punctured.
It is true that Jiang Xiaoyan is his sister, but once she is admitted to university, she will become a state cadre serving the people. Can you try to touch a state cadre these days?
"I just want to ask my sister, the car is a little dirty, do you need to clean it for her?"
(End of this chapter)
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