Chapter 3 [3] What is the sacrifice made by her and her mother? ...
Tang Yuanyuan woke up with her hands covering her heart in sharp pain!
The person Tang An admires most is actually her father!
What are she and her mother?
Even if Tang An doesn't like her, what about her mother?
Mom has devoted everything she has to this family!
Why, isn't it worth him mentioning it?
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Smoke rose from the stove. Zhang Lancao was wearing work clothes, the back of which was wet with sweat and sticky. The skin on her palms, which were supporting her waist, was rough and thick.
"Why are you up so early?"
"Are you hungry? Go brush your teeth and eat."
The rice porridge was very fragrant, the rice grains were fried, the cornmeal pancakes were fried until oily, an egg was added, the Chinese cabbage was chopped finely, and a little minced meat was added.
"Mom, come and eat something too."
Zhang Lancao held the meal and said, "No, your grandpa hasn't eaten yet. I'll bring it over right away."
There was only a little thick corn paste left in the basin. Tang Yuanyuan knew without thinking that it was what she had left for herself.
His grandfather was cursing loudly in the main room, saying things like he was going to starve him to death, and what kind of daughter-in-law would take such care of her father-in-law that he couldn't even have breakfast.
Tang Yuanyuan thought of Tang An's words of thanks in her dream and laughed sarcastically.
Is this the simple home that Tang An mentioned?
Her heart ached badly.
Angry.
Tang Yuanyuan wiped her tears and stood up. She put the bare cornmeal paste into the pot and spread it out with the residual heat. She took an egg and spread it on it. After a pause, she added another one, cut some vegetables, and wanted to find the minced meat, but found that the jar was empty.
After she had eaten the porridge and pancakes, Zhang Lancao came back sweating.
"How could you eat mine, girl?"
"Mom, I added two eggs for myself, so I didn't let myself go hungry. I'm going out for a walk. You eat and sleep a little longer. I'll make dinner."
Zhang Lancao originally wanted to ask her daughter to sleep a little longer, as working the night shift would be even more tiring. But then she thought her daughter hadn't been shopping for a long time, so she asked her to go out for a walk. She took out two dollars from her pocket and asked her daughter to use it to buy something to eat.
Tang Yuanyuan didn't refuse, but just put it tightly in her pocket.
Heavy.
As I walked out, I met aunties I knew in the courtyard. When I saw her, I couldn't help but whisper to her.
She is becoming more and more like her older sister.
It is said that Old Tang is very filial. His second and third daughters-in-law have nothing to do with him. Thanks to his eldest son, he now has whatever he wants to eat. Even though he is sick, his eldest daughter-in-law takes good care of him and he is always clean.
It happened that Second Aunt Wu Hong came back from the market carrying vegetables. She had fashionable curly hair, a floral skirt that reached her calves, and camel-colored leather shoes. Although she was only two years younger than her mother, she looked like a newly married daughter-in-law.
Wu Hong is an elementary school teacher who works at the cotton mill elementary school. If you don’t want to eat at school at noon, you can go home and eat.
The woman who had been muttering and accusing just now now greeted Wu Hong with a smile, especially those who had granddaughters and grandchildren attending the Cotton Mill Primary School.
Tang Yuanyuan sneered, thinking that this kind of good reputation was extremely boring. It was just like people in the compound coaxing a little girl of a few years old to do work, and casually praising her with "You are great".
But Tang Aiguo just lives on this kind of reputation.
Tang An was proud of Tang Aiguo's filial piety.
Tang Yuanyuan closed her eyes uncomfortably.
"This is for the two children's tuition!" Zhang Lancao clutched the passbook tightly in her arms. This gentle woman had worked hard for half her life, never arguing with her husband, as if protecting her own life. "I agree with you going anywhere for Dad's treatment, no matter how long it takes. But the children's tuition cannot be touched."
Tang Aiguo, who was praised by everyone as an honest man and a kind person to everyone, attacked Zhang Lancao and slapped her mouth, causing it to bleed.
Tang Yuanyuan protected her mother.
Tang An stood in front of Tang Aiguo, "Mom, that's my grandpa. Dad is right. How can we just watch him die!"
In fact, everything was foreshadowed.
She is stupid!
Tang An is just like Tang Aiguo, the kind of person who would stab his mother with a knife.
How could she place her hopes on Tang An?
She no longer counted on Tang An.
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Tang Yuanyuan went to her alma mater, the Cotton Mill Middle School.
With the rise of private schools in recent years, the number of students in public schools has been declining. Tang Yuanyuan's grades were around the top five in her class and around 30th in her grade. While her grades weren't top-tier, she managed to get into the city's No. 1 Middle School, which didn't require a school selection fee.
It has been almost a year since she dropped out of school, and she doesn't know if she can continue to study.
Tang Yuanyuan pinched the corner of her clothes tightly, registered at the guard post, and walked into the school.
It was already time for school to end, and a large crowd of students was rushing towards the cafeteria.
Tang An and Li Mu walked towards the cafeteria with their arms around each other. Tang Yuanyuan pretended not to see them and went to the third grade teaching building. On the way, she successfully met Teacher Ma.
Teacher Ma was very happy to hear that Tang Yuanyuan wanted to continue her studies.
This student left a deep impression on her. She was not the very smart type, but she was the most hardworking one.
"You're right. Only with education can you go far. Do you still have your acceptance letter from last year?"
Tang Yuanyuan nodded.
Teacher Ma said, "That's good. This semester is almost over. After the summer vacation, when No. 1 Middle School starts recruiting students, I'll take you there. There are no restrictions in the policy, so it shouldn't be a problem."
Tang Yuanyuan bowed happily.
Teacher Ma laughed and said, "You kid, running an errand is worth it. You haven't had lunch yet, right? Come on, I'll take you to the cafeteria."
Tang Yuanyuan had just finished breakfast and wasn't hungry at all. "I came here after eating. Teacher Ma, could you help me borrow some books for the first year of high school? I want to familiarize myself with them first."
Teacher Ma said he would take care of it. This year's college entrance examination has already passed, and there are many books and notes left by the senior high school students.
It is now mid-June, and school starts in September. Tang Yuanyuan can still attend classes for two more months and get a salary of 480 yuan, which is enough for tuition and living expenses in the first half of the year, but not for next year.
Tang Yuanyuan didn't want to put pressure on her mother. The most important thing was to make money.
This one job is not enough.
She decided to set up a small stall and sell something, so she rode her bike to the trade market to have a look.
Although it was a hot summer day, there were still many people here, and there were many shops of various categories, from clothes to small restaurants. Tang Yuanyuan focused her attention on those stalls.
The snack stalls do the best business, and there are also quite a few stalls selling clips, buttons, and the like.
Tang Yuanyuan doesn't have much time, and cooking takes time to prepare, so selling small commodities is the best thing for her.
As I was walking, I saw an acquaintance.
Uncle Zhang Qiang.
Tang Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, how is your business?"
He sells a wide variety of small items, from transparent sandals to water gun flower drums for children.
Zhang Qiang raised his eyes from the goods and said, "Yuanyuan? Are you shopping?"
Tang Yuanyuan asked again: "Well, how is your business? Is it better than working?"
Zhang Qiang slapped his thigh and said, "How can that be possible!"
"Take this pair of sandals for example. The purchase price is 4.5 yuan, and the selling price is 5 yuan a pair. I have to buy 50 pairs at a time. It's hard for me to make back my investment! Let's talk about this clip. The purchase price is 40 cents a pair, and the selling price is 50 cents. I only make 10 cents a pair. I have to sell 160 pairs to make back my investment. Oh, Yuanyuan, you don't know. Just for this batch of goods, my uncle invested nearly 2,000 yuan. I don't know when I can make back my investment!"
"Even with this, there are often urban management officers messing around. They are robbers and will even steal goods."
"Don't do business, just work and stay steady. Look at my hair, it's all caused by worry."
"My uncle just wants to sell this thing and get his money back."
"Xiao Ming's tuition for the second half of the year is all in this. When I think about it in the middle of the night, I feel like crying!"
Tang Yuanyuan's heart sank, and she absolutely could not consider selling small commodities.
"Uncle, relax. You will eventually make your money back."
Tang Yuanyuan has always had a grudge against Zhang Qiang because her mother had to kneel down to her uncle to borrow 50 yuan, but now seeing how hard he is going, she suddenly understands.
It’s normal that you don’t want to borrow money when you have difficulty paying for your own children’s tuition.
Even if she were the uncle, she wouldn't be willing to do so.
But my uncle finally borrowed 50 yuan.
Tang Yuanyuan picked up a handkerchief embroidered with orchids on the four corners. It would look great with her mother tied in her hair. "Uncle, how much is this?"
Zhang Qiang: "What's the point of talking about money? She's my own niece, you can just take her away."
Tang Yuanyuan: "No, if you don't want the money, then I don't want it."
Zhang Qiang: "Just give me 0.20 cents, the cost price."
Tang Yuanyuan took out 20 cents and said, "Thank you."
Zhang Qiang stuffed another pair of plastic sandals into her hand and said, "Take these and wear them. You're a little girl, dress yourself up."
Tang Yuanyuan had no choice but to take out 5 yuan.
Zhang Qiang declined: "Kid, I told you my uncle gave it to you."
Tang Yuanyuan: "Then I don't want it."
Zhang Qiang immediately took the 5 yuan and put it in his pocket. "You are just like your mother, you are too shy to accept things from your uncle."
Tang Yuanyuan touched the pink plastic sandals reluctantly and picked up a pair of white women's sandals. "Uncle, are these the same price?"
Zhang Qiang: "Are you going to buy a pair for your mom? The same kind of sandals are popular now. Your mom will look great in them. Your uncle will charge you the same price."
Tang Yuanyuan put down the pair of pink sandals and said, "I'll change into these."
Zhang Qiang: “…”
Holding the sandals, Tang Yuanyuan confidently inquired about the market: "Uncle, how about setting up a stall to sell snacks here?"
Zhang Qiang sighed again, "Everything else is fine, but the Urban Management is hard to deal with. They chase people away when they come, and often have their stoves and other utensils confiscated. The profit is not that great. Don't think that selling something for 30 or 50 cents seems very profitable. There are stall fees. It's hot and the food spoils easily. If it's windy or rainy, it's hard work. Anyone with a formal job would set up a stall!"
"You, don't even think about it. Buying pots and stoves, tables and chairs, benches and so on, all cost money. It's not something a little girl like you can handle here. It's common for them to fight for a place to sell food. Yesterday, the fried noodle vendor and the rice noodle vendor had a fight. Didn't you see that? The food was ruined all over the floor."
"If someone hadn't pulled him away, he might have been bleeding."
"Don't you work in a textile factory? Work hard there, don't be lazy, and it's best to get a stable salary."
Tang Yuanyuan: "Uncle, can you lend me three dollars?"
Zhang Qiang: "What?!"
Tang Yuanyuan rubbed her hands embarrassedly. She had spent all the few dollars she had on the stall.
Since she couldn't sell goods, she might as well make snacks. The moment she spoke, she suddenly decided on the category.
Selling jelly.
There is no need to add additional pots and stoves, which makes it easy to make. The key is that the cost is low and there is no need to worry about losing money.
You can just bring over the porcelain basin at home, it doesn’t take up too much space.
She is not afraid of hard work or quarrels.
Tang Yuanyuan's thoughts at this time were still simple. If he could earn an extra three or five yuan a day, it would be enough for one month's living expenses.
She didn't know that her perspective would change after just a few days.
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