The cold wind was raging. Looking out of the small window, the weather was gloomy as if it was going to snow, and the wind blew in with a chill.
Zhu Qiaolan hugged her knees with her hands and stared at the small window.
The gloomy weather outside was very much like her mood at the moment. The dark clouds pressed down on her heart, heavy with depression.
She has been locked up for half a month, and she still can't believe that her father really doesn't care about her.
Bang bang bang!
There were three loud knocks on the iron door.
Zhu Qiaolan came back to her senses, but didn't look at the door, still staring out the window.
"No. 302, someone is here to see you!"
No. 302 was Zhu Qiaolan’s code name. She was stunned for two seconds before she realized that the prison guard was calling her.
The lifeless eyes suddenly brightened.
She climbed down from the kang and walked out facing the envious gazes of other inmates.
Zhu Qiaolan walked in briskly and was a little disappointed to see that it was Wang Guimei.
She was wearing a uniform blue and white vertical striped dress. She sat down with Wang Guimei across the glass and picked up the microphone at hand.
"Qiaolan, woooo, woooo, my Qiaolan."
Zhu Qiaolan glanced behind Wang Guimei and found she was the only one there.
"Qiaolan, you've lost a lot of weight. You have to eat well in there... okay?"
Looking at the daughter whom she had once spoiled and raised, now so thin that she was unrecognizable, Wang Guimei covered her mouth and cried.
"Mom, where's my dad?" Zhu Qiaolan clutched the phone tightly, her eyes wide open, looking at her hopefully, "When will my dad be able to rescue me?"
Faced with Zhu Qiaolan's questioning, Wang Guimei forgot to cry and looked at her daughter in pain.
Zhu Zhiqiang will not come to rescue her!
Zhu Qiaolan kept staring at Wang Guimei, waiting for her answer.
The longer the silence lasted, the weaker the light in her eyes became, and finally it dimmed.
Zhu Qiaolan lowered her eyes and said sarcastically, "Mom, my father won't come to save me, right?"
"Qiaolan." Wang Guimei's voice choked with sobs, "Eight months will go by quickly."
"Why?" Zhu Qiaolan raised her eyes, her dim eyes full of suspicion, "He is my biological father, he is the sales director of the factory, and he brings so much profit to the factory every year.
As long as he asks, Director Kang will definitely help me.
I just wanted to harm Shen Qinghe, but I didn't succeed in the end. I didn't cause any losses to the factory. Why didn't he plead for me? "
Wang Guimei was speechless.
She also wanted to know why.
Zhu Zhiqiang asked Director Kang for a favor, but it was not for Zhu Qiaolan, but for a house for the boss and his wife.
Even though the Chinese New Year was approaching, he was still determined to let his eldest son and his wife move out.
"Qiaolan, I'm useless and can't help you. Just be well in there. I'll come to see you every month..."
"No need!" Zhu Qiaolan interrupted Wang Guimei coldly, "Don't come again in the future, I won't see you even if you come.
You are watching me die without helping me, are you worthy of being my parents?"
Zhu Qiaolan hung up the phone after she finished speaking, and never looked back at Wang Guimei until she left.
Wang Guimei burst into tears while holding the microphone!
After that, every time Wang Guimei came to see Zhu Qiaolan, she would not see her.
She hated Shen Qinghe and her family.
They all wanted to destroy her.
Eight months… isn’t that long!
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After the winter vacation, the children clamored to go back to the village.
"Mom, I want to play with Goudan. We haven't seen each other for so long, he's almost forgotten me."
Jiang Yuhua hugged Liu Hongmei's arm and shook her, pouting her lips so hard that she looked like she was about to burst into tears.
Jiang Yujun also said, "Mom, Cuihua is waiting for me to go home and play games with her. She wants to be my wife."
Liu Hongmei couldn't help but burst out laughing. She gently pressed Jiang Yujun's forehead with her right index finger and scolded him with a smile.
"You want to marry a woman now?"
Jiang Yujun puffed out his chest and said, "After the Chinese New Year I will be seven years old. I am not a child anymore."
"Haha..." He Xiuyun just heard this and burst into laughter.
Jiang Yuhua and Jiang Yujun ran towards He Xiuyun.
One of them held one of her legs.
"Grandma, we are on holiday. When will we go back to the village?"
He Xiuyun reached out and touched the heads of her two grandsons. They wanted to go back to the village, and she also wanted to go back. She wondered how Yuyang and Yuping were doing now.
The eldest brother is a stubborn person and refuses to live in the county no matter what.
It's hard to tell what life will be like for a grown man with two children.
Jiang Jianguo went back several times, and every time he came back he said that the two children were fine.
He Xiuyun didn't believe a single punctuation mark in his words.
As long as a man takes care of a child, he's good enough.
No attention to detail at all.
Once she went back to her parents' home to visit her mother and asked Jiang Jianguo to look after the four children. When she came back, she found that the third child had wet his cotton trousers, and Jiang Jianguo was taking credit for it with her.
She was so angry that she beat Jiang Jianguo.
"Hongmei, what do you think?" He Xiuyun looked at Liu Hongmei.
Liu Hongmei folded the clothes she was ironing and said, "Mom, I actually want to go back and take a look too.
The county is nice, but it’s not home after all.”
"Okay then. You take the child back. When Chunshan and the others have their holiday, we will all go back. You ask Fenxia what she thinks. If she wants to go back too, you two sisters-in-law should go back first with the child."
Liu Hongmei nodded, understanding what He Xiuyun meant.
The eldest brother is living alone now. If she goes back with the two children, she will be gossiped by the gossipers in the village.
Chen Fenxia also wanted to go back and take a look, so the two sisters-in-law discussed it and decided to go home the next day.
The finished clothes can be taken to the county by Jiang Chunshan and Jiang Chunlai when they go to work.
"Mom, let's go back too." Shen Qinghe said to He Xiuyun while eating.
He Xiuyun glanced at her bulging belly and said hesitantly, "Let's just stay in the county. It's warmer there."
"It's okay. We can put two more pots of charcoal fire and the house will be warm." Shen Qinghe swallowed the food in her mouth. "The New Year is only a dozen days away. Let's go buy New Year's goods in the afternoon."
"Okay!" He Xiuyun nodded, thinking that there were only two braziers in the house, so she used the basin with rotten paint in the kitchen as a brazier and put it in Shen Qinghe's room.
"Qinghe!" Luo Ailan and Luo Aixiang rushed in.
Their faces were blue from the cold, and they were each holding a bunch of pork, which weighed about ten pounds.
"Come in and warm up." Shen Qinghe put down her chopsticks, pulled the two of them to sit next to the iron stove, and poured them hot tea.
Luo Ailan's hands were shaking from the cold, and the water in the teacup spilled out. She quickly drank a sip.
It took a while before I felt less cold.
"Qinghe, the supply and marketing cooperative in the next county has pork that doesn't require a ticket. Ailan and I rode our bikes over there and queued for two hours, and bought some pork for you." Luo Aixiang said while shivering, holding the teacup.
"Oh, it's so cold, just tell me directly, I'll ask your uncle to line up to buy it, what will you two girls do if they freeze to death?"
Seeing that Luo Ailan and Luo Aixiang were freezing, He Xiuyun quickly filled two thermos bottles and stuffed them into their arms.
"Finally alive!" Luo Aixiang put down the teacup, hugged the thermos, and smiled gratefully at He Xiuyun.
"Aunt, my sister and I are still young, we won't be in the way."
"That's right, auntie, why are you being so polite to us?" Luo Ailan also said.
He Xiuyun was not polite to them. Shen Qinghe treated the two sisters like real sisters. She was used to it when good things were moved to them.
Shen Qinghe's eyes rolled around, looking at the iron stove and then at the two pieces of pork belly.
He swallowed and said, "I'll make you something delicious tonight."
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