Chapter 220 Just Stay Alive
The old Song family in Taoshan Village.
Even though Old Mr. Song was suppressing the eldest brother and his wife, Mrs. Song also suffered a lot.
It is not an easy job to take care of a paralyzed old man. After Mrs. Song's language function was mostly recovered, her temper became worse.
Every now and then the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would quarrel.
Old Song felt annoyed after hearing this. He kept scolding and trying to stop the fight, which was very annoying.
"Big Boss's wife, just pretend you didn't hear anything she said."
His wife was always swearing at him when she was angry, and he couldn't say anything.
Tian Cuixiang curled her lips. It was such a small amount of money, but she still had to take care of everything, including poop and pee.
She has been serving you well for a long time.
"Dad, I'm not deaf, how can I not hear you?" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Old Song was really troubled. This old woman still didn't understand what was going on at this hour. "You used to be best friends with your daughter-in-law, why are you not doing well with her now? If this makes you angry and leave, who will be able to serve you?"
Mrs. Song knew in her heart that this was the right response, but the man was unable to move, so she couldn't control her temper.
"You, change my pants for me."
Old Song...
He came closer and pulled down his eldest daughter-in-law's pants halfway through, and his face changed immediately.
Nausea surged up his throat and he vomited the dinner he had just eaten all over the old woman's pants and legs.
Before I could recover from the shock, I looked up and saw something even more disgusting than before...
A vicious cycle.
Mrs. Song's shouting and Old Man Song's grumbling were intertwined.
Cuixiang from next door grinned and said that anyone who did this job would feel uncomfortable.
I don't know how to deal with the day by day. Can you treat yourself as a slave just by giving yourself some money?
Let her dream big.
Old Song's face was grim as he rolled up the pile of pants, which were so numerous that he couldn't tell the exact number. After hesitating for a moment, he stuffed them into the stove.
Fortunately, the old woman didn't wear any good clothes after she lay down, otherwise it would be so embarrassing if she just threw them away.
But it’s no use, one more look at it would cost him his life.
This is when the weather gets warmer. It was really hard during the winter.
He hesitated for a while, then strolled to the other end of the old house with his hands behind his back.
"Master, is your family home?"
Tian Cuixiang smiled: "Dad, it's not that I'm unfilial. Look at my mother, she doesn't like me doing housework..."
Old Song interrupted her: "One yuan a month, no more."
Tian Cuixiang raised her eyebrows. One piece?
The old couple sends them one hundred yuan a year.
When I went there, I took care of the paralytic, cooked for the old man, and cleaned the house.
Where else can he spend his money?
Besides, they must have had some backup plan before!
"Dad, it's not just about the money. My body can't handle it. I have to do some farm work after I come back from the fields."
Old Song raised his eyelids and looked deeply at his eldest daughter-in-law.
The eldest son is even less reliable, as the whole family still eats in his house.
After eating, he patted his butt and disappeared.
"Okay then, your family won't have to come over to our place anymore. Also, ask the eldest brother to send last year's grain to us old couple. It's all written in the pension agreement. If you don't give it to me, I'll ask the village chief to deduct it from my salary." After saying that, he walked away with his hands behind his back.
Tian Cuixiang's expression changed several times.
Ever since they started serving the old lady before the New Year, their family has been eating from that side.
Besides, I can't run back and forth to cook.
Are you trying to control yourself by using food?
She was just waiting for the day when the old couple could no longer bear it.
"Pooh!"
Old Song heard some noise behind him and paused.
It seems that the eldest couple really cannot be relied upon. Even if they are kept in suspense with money, it is useless. Their appetites are only growing bigger and bigger.
Old Song went straight to his eldest brother's eldest son's house. His eldest brother and his younger brother were both much older than him. They had left early, and now only a few younger generations were left. "Xiao Wu, is your father home?"
Xiao Wu looked towards the door and quickly stood up to greet him, "Uncle San, come in quickly. What's going on?"
Old Song sat down in the house, pondered for a moment, and looked at Xiao Wu's wife. "Here's the answer. Your aunt is paralyzed, as you know. The eldest daughter-in-law has been feeling unwell lately and can no longer take care of her. Xiao Wu, you two can ask around in the village if there's anyone who can lend a hand. I'm willing to help, just like when the eldest daughter-in-law took care of her before, 30 kilograms of rice a month."
That means four dollars a month, but in order to avoid trouble and being labeled as hired laborers, if they buy anything privately, they use grain as the unit of payment.
Xiao Wu's wife smiled and agreed: "Okay, Uncle San, I'll ask for you right away."
Old man Song left his eldest nephew's house, worrying about himself as he walked.
Now that the old woman has fallen ill, at least he is still there to keep an eye on her and take the trouble to find someone to take care of her.
He didn't know what it would be like by then.
I thought about my son and sighed again.
This month's greeting letter was still written by my daughter-in-law, but he pinched it and didn't want to read it.
Now I don’t even think about relying on my son for support.
I just hope that people are still alive.
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