Lu Jianan watched his young wife walk out quickly, and thinking that she was pregnant, he hurriedly followed her out.
There were already quite a few people on the street outside. Song Nanting only saw a lot of people in front of the Zhao family's door. A woman was crying, "Your family is pitiful, but just because you are pitiful, can you bully our family? It has been so many days in a row, and you come to my house for meals every day. Does my family's food fall from the sky?"
Song Nanting knew that it was not convenient for her to squeeze in, so she just listened to what others said outside.
It seems that Tian Xiao'e's eldest son took his younger brothers and sisters to other people's homes for meals every day while Tian Xiao'e was at work, and he would pick every family to eat at. This has been going on for several days in a row, and the family can't stand it anymore.
The other party was also a company commander's family. The man in charge had a good relationship with Zhao Daqiang, and the two families had visited each other. At first, when the child passed away, the family was very sympathetic, thinking, just eat, how long can it last?
However, they came to their house every day, and they would rather skip breakfast and eat at their house.
Who can bear this in the long run?
So, the woman of this family started to make trouble with Tian Xiao'e.
Others are crying there, what is Tian Xiao'e doing?
Tian Xiao'e was also crying there. No matter how others cried or how others scolded her, she didn't say a word and just shed tears silently.
Song Nanting couldn't help but go to look at Zhuangzhuang's children. The oldest one was nine years old, and the youngest was two years old. The two youngest ones were still young and didn't understand why their aunt, who was usually so nice to them, would be like this.
Zhuangzhuang and the second child Huihui were not happy about it. They rushed up and pushed the woman, "You are shameless. I just ate some food from your house. Why are you scolding my mother?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, and looked at the three women in shock. She burst into tears again, and her fingers were shaking with anger. "Okay, okay, I've fed you ungrateful people. I've been feeding you for several days and you're calling me shameless."
The people watching the excitement around them couldn't bear to watch and couldn't help but say to Tian Xiao'e, "Xiao'e, everyone can understand that life is hard, but this is not acceptable."
"It's actinium. That won't do."
Tian Xiao'e cried as she looked at them and whispered, "What should I do? I don't have time to take care of them. Can I still tie them up at home like dogs?"
Her words choked the old ladies. Someone immediately said to the officer's wife, "Huifen, you've seen it too. It's useless for you to cry here. You have to find someone in charge."
Who is in charge of this?
We also have to contact the people from the Parent-Teacher Association. If the people from the Parent-Teacher Association don’t care, then we have to contact the Political Department.
However, this matter is not a big deal, and it would be difficult to find someone from the Political Department.
Huifen sneered at the family and immediately turned and left.
It was really useless to continue making trouble with Tian Xiao'e's mother. People would inevitably think that she was bullying an orphan and a widow.
A few days ago, the camp where Zhao Daqiang worked held a fundraising event, and all the money was given to Tian Xiao'e. If she uses this money together with the pension to earn money herself at work, will she really not have enough to eat?
Maybe not.
The person involved left, but Tian Xiao'e was still wiping her tears and bowing as she cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Aunt Mei couldn't help but say, "Everyone is gone, what's the point of this? The key is to take good care of the children."
After listening for a while, Song Nanting was ready to go back. She turned around and met Lu Jianan's helpless look.
Song Nanting suddenly felt guilty, "Go home immediately, go home immediately."
"You have a baby in your belly."
Lu Jianan reminded her.
Song Nanting felt even more guilty. She knew it, but sometimes she really forgot about it. This kid's presence was too low. She hurriedly said, "I know, I know."
After returning home and finishing his meal, Lu Jianan was about to wash the dishes, and Song Nanting said, "Just let me wash them."
Lu Jianan glared at her, and Song Nanting said helplessly, "It's just washing the dishes."
Lu Jianan hummed, "Yes, just washing the dishes."
The two were in the yard together when they suddenly heard a child talking at the door.
Song Nanting went to open the door and saw Zhuangzhuang leading his younger brother and sister standing at the door. Song Nanting's alarm bells suddenly rang and she asked, "Zhuangzhuang, what's wrong with you?"
Zhuangzhuang looked at Song Nanting and said, "Aunt, we haven't had lunch yet. Do you have anything to eat?"
Song Nanting: "..."
Wow, it turns out that the quarrel between Sister Huifen and Tian Xiaoe has given the kids some new ideas, so they came straight to her house.
Song Nanting said with a stern face, "Sorry, we just finished our meal and it's gone."
Zhuangzhuang pursed his lips, with an unhappy look on his face, but a child of this age is already sensible, and nodded after hearing this, "Okay, thank you."
After saying that, Zhuangzhuang took his younger brother and sister and left.
Song Nanting stood at the door and watched. The four brothers and sisters did not go home and went forward again.
Song Nanting was stunned.
Are you going to ask every household?
It would be fine if they would prepare a meal for Tian Xiao'e occasionally because she was busy and too busy to cook, but this is not the case for them.
And Zhuangzhuang is already nine years old. Can’t he cook at the age of nine?
In the future, let alone nine-year-olds, nineteen-year-olds might not know how to cook. But this was the 1970s, and many children at the age of six or seven started cooking.
This is obviously not a question of whether or not one can do it, but rather something that people simply don't want to do.
Song Nanting was just about to go home when she saw Tian Xiao'e coming out from across the street, apparently preparing to ride her bike to work.
Song Nanting raised her voice and asked, "Mrs. Tian."
Tian Xiao'e looked at her nervously, pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "What's the matter?"
Song Nanting asked, "Your family is out of food?"
Tian Xiao'e pursed her lips, not knowing whether she had or not. If she said she had not, no one would believe her. Tian Xiao'e's salary and the money and tickets she collected from these two times were not a small amount. But if she said she had, she would be slapping herself in the face.
You have food at home, but you let your children go to other people's houses to eat.
Tian Xiao'e's eyes turned red and she began to wipe away her tears, "I'm sorry..."
Anyway, it’s the same old three things, and Song Nanting feels jealous just looking at them.
She finally understood, and she hardly believed that this matter had nothing to do with Tian Xiao'e.
Does sorry help?
Song Nanting said, "Sister Tian, please stop crying. No one can see you now. Crying is useless to me. If your family really can't get enough food, go to the political department and tell them. The army will have to take care of you. If you have enough food, at least take care of the children. They are not little anymore. You want to watch them grow up like this? What kind of people will they grow up to be?"
Tian Xiao'e, who was originally crying, suddenly looked up and angrily looked at Song Nanting and said, "What do you mean by that? Why do you say that about my children? My children are all good children, why do you say that about them?"
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