Jiang Meifeng was so angry that she grimaced, and Zhou Chufei also hung his head and didn't say a word. When they got home, Jiang Meifeng threw down her package and rushed into the room. When she caught sight of the man who was paralyzed on the bed, she was furious.
"You old bastard, did you already know that that little slut had passed the imperial examination with top honors? Did you deliberately not tell me, hoping to see me make a fool of myself? Such a big thing, and you didn't even send a telegram to the capital. What's the point of you being alive? Why don't you just die!"
Jiang Meifeng threw a huge tantrum.
The man turned his head toward the wall without speaking, a hint of sadness appearing on his aged face.
Before leaving, Jiang Meifeng entrusted the paralyzed man to her neighbor's care, giving the neighbor 3 yuan a month and asking them to bring him a meal every day so he wouldn't starve.
The neighbors were kind enough to bring him things often, and occasionally help empty his chamber pot and wipe his body; otherwise, his back would definitely have rotted and developed sores after so long.
Jiang Meifeng was furious. Shu Hui was making money outside, and Chu Yu had been admitted to Tsinghua University. They were living a pretty good life. Last time Zhou Chufei came to ask for money, Shu Hui wouldn't give him a single penny. She made so much money, but she only had one son. If she didn't give him any, did she think she could fly to the moon?
Jiang Meifeng was furious and racked her brains for a solution, intending to teach Shu Hui a lesson.
These past few days, Chu Yu has been eating and sleeping, and her complexion is much better than when she was in school. Tomorrow is the New Year, and the house is filled with the aroma of meat every day.
Deng Fangping fried pork cracklings, knowing that Chu Yu liked them, and brought out a bowl of them.
"Try the pork cracklings that my aunt fried. Add some salt, and they're so delicious."
Chu Yu took a bite and was almost overwhelmed by the aroma. Even pork cracklings from later generations didn't smell this good. It had been a long time since she had tasted such delicious pork cracklings.
Just as I took a few bites, Shu Hui came in from outside, looking rather unwell.
"What's wrong?"
"Your brother and your grandmother came to see me just now."
Chu Yu frowned. She had taught Zhou Chufei a lesson a few times, so he probably wouldn't dare to come looking for her again. She had heard from Zhou Fangchun that Jiang Meifeng had taken him to Beijing to find Zhou Jian'an.
"Didn't you go to Beijing to live a good life? Didn't you say your stepmother treated him well, never hit him, and bought him delicious food every day? When people are doing well, they never look back. If they can look back, it proves they weren't doing well. So, did Dai Qinxue prick him with needles, stab him with tongs, or scald him with boiling water?"
Shu Hui sighed, "Who knows? This child went to Beijing and has become much quieter, looking gloomy, and he has quite a few injuries. When I asked him, he said he bumped into something, but it wasn't a simple collision. Maybe Dai Qinxue made him suffer."
"Serves you right!" Chu Chu cursed.
Shu Hui had mixed feelings. She was the one who gave birth to the child, so it was impossible for her not to feel heartache, but the child had indeed broken her heart.
When she was betrayed by Zhou Jian'an and kicked out of her home with her daughter, Zhou Chufei's attitude was undoubtedly a double blow, even more painful than Zhou Jian'an's.
For more than a year, Shu Hui was busy running her roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) shop. When she was busy, she would forget about those unhappy things and had no time to think about Zhou Chufei.
The mother and son had become a little estranged.
"What does he want from you?" Chu Yu asked.
Shu Hui hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "They asked me for money for the New Year, saying they had no money at home."
"So you gave it to me?"
Shu Hui knew that Chu Yu wanted to teach Chu Fei a lesson, and she also knew that Chu Yu couldn't tolerate Jiang Meifeng. But Jiang Meifeng threatened her, saying that she would go to Tsinghua University to make a scene, saying that Chu Yu was unfilial to her elders and didn't care about her grandmother's life or death, and that she would let the teachers and students of Tsinghua University know Chu Yu's true colors.
Shu Hui could ignore Zhou Chufei, but she couldn't disregard Chu Yu's reputation.
A girl's reputation is so precious. There are so many opportunities at Tsinghua University. If the leaders believe Jiang Meifeng's lies, they will definitely ruin Chu Yu's future.
After thinking it over, Shu Hui had no choice but to give her 50 yuan.
Chu Yu sighed and took Shu Hui's hand. "Mom, you're giving her 50 yuan right away. She's getting addicted. She thinks making money is too easy. Once it happens, it'll happen again. Are you going to let her coerce you every time? Besides, I don't have anything she can do to me. If she dares to cause trouble in Qingda, I'll make sure she doesn't come back. Your daughter is no longer the little girl who could be bullied. You really don't need to worry about me."
Shu Hui was taken aback.
Chu Yu then told her about Dai Qinxue.
Shu Hui was somewhat surprised. Zhou Jian'an had married her against all odds, thinking he could marry into a higher social class. But it turned out that Dai Qinxue was a fraud.
Shu Hui was still a little dazed. Zhou Jian'an's matter had nothing to do with her. She just found it unbelievable that the woman dared to do such a thing.
How did you know?
Chu Yu told the truth: "Mom, I'm dating Dai Donglin."
"What?"
Shu Hui was a little dazed and it took her a while to stand up. Dai Donglin was a good-looking young man. He was tall and straight and handsome. Shu Hui grew up in the countryside and had never seen anyone so good-looking.
She was a Beijing resident, came from a good family, and was of high social standing; Shu Hui never considered trying to climb the social ladder.
"When did this happen? I've never heard you mention it before."
Chu Yu was a little embarrassed. "We started dating in our senior year of high school, and it's been going on for over a year. I didn't dare tell you before because I was afraid you'd worry and that dating would affect my studies."
My daughter is opinionated, but she's been a bit too opinionated about this. They've been dating for over a year, their relationship is stable, and they might even be committed to each other for life. It's really inappropriate for Shu Hui to object now.
"His family is too prestigious. If you marry into that family, won't you have a hard time?"
Chu Yu smiled and hugged her, "Women don't necessarily have to get married. It's fine to live alone without getting married. The important thing is to have money, a house, and retirement insurance."
Shu Hui looked at her with amusement, "It's good to be rich, but Mom still hopes you can find a good man and live a smooth life."
However, Chu Yu is smart, good at making money, a graduate of Tsinghua University, and beautiful. Shu Hui and Zhou Jian'an are both good-looking, but they never imagined they could have such a beautiful daughter. With her looks, she's more than a match for Dai Donglin.
Chu Yu told Shu Hui about visiting Dai Donglin's house. "Dai Qinxue's mother is the Dai family's nanny. She recognized me too. Even if Jiang Meifeng doesn't come to cause me trouble, Dai Qinxue will take action to protect herself."
During the Lunar New Year, mentioning these unpleasant people only made Chu Yu feel unlucky.
The New Year is a joyous occasion, and the Shu family prepared a table full of food. Chu Yu took out candies bought in Beijing and filled five plates with them. Although the Shu family was doing well, Deng Fangping and Shu Hui were frugal at heart.
Back in the summer, Xiao Jiang's sandals broke, and he kept asking for a new pair. Deng Fangping couldn't bear to part with them, so she sewed them up a few times with a needle. But when she felt they weren't sturdy enough, she had Shulan add a few more threads with a sewing machine.
Rural people are used to poverty and cannot do anything extravagant or wasteful. They feel that patching and mending for three years is the proper way to live.
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