Chapter 480: Hungry Stomach
Mother Zhong led the child slowly towards her parents' home.
Her parents were old employees of the factory next door, and now they have retired and let their two younger brothers take over. Because they felt they owed their eldest daughter, they spent money and effort to bring her and her grandson from the countryside four years ago, arranged a temporary job for her, and also tried hard to help her find a partner.
They also didn't like the burden their daughter brought back. They always felt that Zhong Kangle was full of earthy smell, timid and ungentlemanly, which was a disgrace to the Zhong family.
However, the two younger ones are the children of their son-in-law, so they naturally treat them as real grandchildren.
Seeing the three people coming, Mrs. Zhong took out the delicious food she had stored at home without saying a word, "Did you just come back? Didn't you have any food? I guessed you had to come at this time, so I specially warmed the rice in the pot.
"Where's that child? Why didn't he come?"
Old Mrs. Zhong pulled at her clothes, smoothed her hair, and looked behind them and asked.
Old man Zhong also wore reading glasses on purpose. He sat on the sofa, flipping through a newspaper he had just bought this morning, and listening attentively.
Mother Zhong frowned and sent the children to eat. Then she sighed and said, "Don't mention it. Who knew I was so unlucky? Among six children, I only got one naughty one!
He was as strong as a bear and ate all the three meals I prepared in one go on the train.
He is now at home complaining of hunger."
She was also very hungry, so she picked up the rice porridge and gulped it down, then continued, "I know northerners can eat a lot, but he eats too much.
I won't spoil him. I'll starve him and make his stomach smaller.
Otherwise, our family will suffer from famine at the beginning of the month!"
"Child," Old Lady Zhong patted her, "Stop eating, and hurry back. Audiences across the country are watching here, why are you so stubborn and stingy about such a small amount of money?
Not to mention white flour and rice, there are still enough whole grain steamed buns and steamed buns. Isn't it just two months? He can eat a lot. Isn't 200 yuan enough for him to spend?
The remaining one thousand yuan is still yours. Don't lose face in front of the whole nation for a few hundred yuan!"
Mother Zhong dodged her hand, ate rice in big mouthfuls, and said vaguely, "Your daughter is not stupid.
I said I came to send Chuanchuan and Yangyang off, and then I would do some odd jobs to earn the fare when I go back.
I never thought that you would be so welcoming and insist on keeping me for so long, delaying his meal.
Rural children are willing to endure hardship, and making matchboxes and medicine bags is an easy job.
When Kang Le was here, he did this at home all day long, making thirty yuan a month. I think Di Guoliang is worth as much as two of them, right?
In this way, the money he earned from odd jobs in the past two months was enough for him to eat."
"I think it's OK. Isn't this 'Fake Parents' show always advertised as a reality show without any acting elements?
That's how it's so real.
Who can afford to support an idle person nowadays?
Even housewives try to find ways to earn money by doing odd jobs.
Comrade Mao said that labor is the most glorious thing. We don’t beat him or scold him, and we also make sure he has enough to eat, so that the audience can’t find any fault with him!” Mrs. Zhong nodded and said with a smile.
"As a mother, don't you know your daughter best? Who can compare to her in terms of face?"
Old man Zhong stopped pretending, took off his glasses and newspaper and said, "Meixin, bring the child to our house some other day.
Since you agreed to be someone's parent, shouldn't you visit relatives several times in the two months?
This is a good opportunity for me, your mother, your two brothers and your sister-in-law to show our faces in front of the national audience.
I am considered a big shot on TV, a celebrity, and my status and position are different when I go out.”
Mother Zhong smiled and replied: "Then you must be fully prepared, his appetite is really scary!"
"We can still afford one or two meals," said Old Man Zhong. "I think next Sunday at noon is a good time, when many people are watching TV.
The kids are at home too!"
After dinner, Zhong's mother dawdled for a long time before going to the market for a stroll. She then returned home carrying two onions, a cabbage, an apple and a bag of mixed grain noodles.
Pei Donggang worked in the transport department of the textile factory, working three shifts a day, so he got off work earlier than other ordinary workers. Thinking that his wife and children had gone to Kyoto, there was no one to cook at home, so he got some food from the cafeteria and bought some wine, then opened the door while shaking his head and humming a little tune.
He saw the things on the table and knew that his wife and children had returned. He changed his shoes, put down his meal, and looked around but saw no one.
Pei Donggang didn't care. When he pushed open the bedroom door and saw a strange man lying on the bed, he was so scared that he turned his head to look at the furnishings in the living room. This was indeed his home!
He looked very unhappy, gripped the door handle tightly, and coughed loudly several times.
The person on the bed muttered a few words unhappily, turned over and continued to sleep.
"Comrade," Pei Donggang's face turned pale. He then remembered that everyone seemed to look at him a little strangely along the way, but he walked fast and left without waiting for these gossipy people to get close to him, so he didn't think about it too much.
I'm afraid the whole district knows that he has a green forehead by now?
Di Guoliang was sleeping very soundly and didn't respond at all.
Pei Donggang couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted in his ear: "Comrade, get up! Who are you and why are you lying on our bed?"
Di Guoliang was so frightened that he sat up and pushed the man to the ground.
He looked around in confusion, and it took him a long time to realize where he was.
Seeing the stranger on the ground, he laughed and shouted, "Dad, are you back from get off work?"
Pei Donggang was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself: "What did you call me?"
"Dad, didn't my mother tell you?"
"What did you say?" Pei Donggang couldn't keep up with the rhythm and asked blankly.
"I'm her son, and I have to stay at home for two months." He wrinkled his nose and his eyes lit up: "Dad, have you bought food? I'm hungry."
Pei Donggang's mind was a little confused, and Di Guoliang's first sentence kept echoing in his ears. His heart was a little overwhelmed, and he stood up tremblingly.
"Dad, have you eaten yet? Is this for me?"
Every time Di Guoliang called him "Dad", his heart would tremble.
"You eat, I'll take my time..."
Di Guoliang happily got up and went to the living room. "Dad really loves me. I have meat, eggs, and white steamed buns, but they are a little small."
Picking up the chopsticks, he started to eat. After he finished eating the soup by dipping his steamed bun in it, Zhong's mother came in carrying the food.
"Come here," Pei Donggang walked up to her, took her hand and went out again.
The two walked a long way and arrived at a relatively open place.
Pei Donggang looked around and saw no one, so he asked with a gloomy face: "Zhong Meixin, how many things have you done to offend me?"
(End of this chapter)
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