"What are you doing?"
"Go out for a while."
"Where are you going?"
…
How annoying. Why do you care about everything?
Bi Yue said helplessly:
"Let's go to the restaurant. It's the end of the year, so we need to settle the bills before closing the restaurant. Let Brother Dashan go home for the New Year if he can't.
How can my uncle's little Xiali car seat so many people? Do we need to buy train tickets in advance?
Liu Yafang's eyes widened immediately, and she was excited, her eyes sparkling: "Ah, there's a fee for going there? Then wait for me, I'll go with you."
Bi Yue was annoyed and sighed:
"What are you going there to do?"
Liu Yafang really started looking for a headscarf:
"What do you think they're doing? One is that kid from Dashan. His parents have returned to the village, and your father and I are here, so we should go and take a look.
The second one is, didn't you tell me? Let's do the math. It's not safe for a grown woman like you to carry money around. Let's just go to the bank after we've finished our math and deposit it while the door is still open."
Liu Yafang became more and more anxious and kept pacing around the room. Where was her headscarf?
He slapped his forehead and remembered it. His forehead was sweating because of Chen Cuiliu's crying. He took it off and threw it into the room. As he was about to walk out, he continued to mutter:
"That's great. Let's see how much money we can get over there. I couldn't sleep last night and was discussing it with your father. If we can get 80,000 yuan, the interest alone will make us an old age..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Bi Yue stretched out an arm to stop him.
The tall and slender Bi Yue stood at the doorway, slightly sideways, no longer feeling helpless or emotional, and told Liu Yafang in a businesslike manner:
"Mom, don't worry about the money. If you want to go see Brother Dashan, fine, go tomorrow.
I'm going there to settle accounts, not to chat.
What is being calculated is the share of money given to Brother Dashan.
My share can't be saved in our family's discount account, so I'm lucky I didn't touch your discount account. I didn't touch it because I was afraid of messing up the accounts. There's no such thing as 80,000 yuan.
"Why? Why don't you take the money and still give me some?" Liu Yafang didn't understand. What? All this work for nothing. Did the restaurant become Zhao's?
"Why? Because the shophouse that my uncle paid for was in my name. I should have paid for it, but I didn't have any money at the time.
My uncle doesn't share any of the profits, so shouldn't I save the money I earn and pay the rent back to my uncle?
My hotel is not getting paid a cent right now, and I still owe money to other people."
Liu Yafang didn't expect this to happen. The joy on her face disappeared and she muttered:
"So what does your uncle want from you? Or..."
Bi Yue had never expected that her mother would be like this:
"How can you think that? He doesn't want it. Mom, please don't say you were a family before you got married.
You take care of the three of us, and that's it. We are a family.
My uncle is already over 30 years old, and my grandparents are gone. Whatever he has is his, and it has nothing to do with our family. We can't do that, do you understand?"
Liu Yafang's thoughts:
What don’t I understand?
If I were that sister-in-law who couldn't get enough of taking advantage of others, I would bring it up right now, and even if your uncle was unwilling, he would have to pay me the money.
Liu Yafang snorted and muttered to Bi Yue:
"You kid, you're always so picky with outsiders, but you act tough with me. It's like you're asking what's wrong with me?
You, you were young at that time, and you may not remember anything.
In the past, when you were living together, your father earned a lot to support your uncle. But your grandma was partial to your uncle and kept all the money he earned by secretly driving a hand truck to haul sand for him.
He said that these tickets were for him to use when he gets married in the future and not for our family to spend.
Your grandma, you can be quite disheartening sometimes. Isn't it said that she favors her children over her own? So, what do you think? Your dad and I will take care of her in her old age, right?
Your grandma looked at your cotton trousers, which were so short that they could barely cover your ankles, and she didn't even bother buying you some cotton.
Later I had no other choice, so I took off the back of my cotton-padded jacket, took out some cotton and found a piece of rag to patch it for you.
Your grandma is your nephew, your uncle is your nephew, but who can really do it? I tell you, Dani, don't be ignorant of the ins and outs. No matter what, it will always be me and your father.
At that time, your uncle was young, and your father and I were like raising four children. The little brat was eating us out of money, and what the old man said was always right.
He ate two big bowls of food at a meal, and he was the only one in the family who was full.
You and Dacheng cried in the middle of the night because of hunger, and your cries sounded like wild wolves howling. You cried on the other side of the kang, and I wiped my tears on this side.
How much can your grandparents earn at their age? Isn't it all your father and I who work so hard to earn it? We are all sick from exhaustion, just to support him.
What's wrong with me as a sister-in-law? I was sincere to him, Bi Tielin. We were so poor back then, but I didn't say anything. Why should I be upset now?
"Alas! If I were the unreasonable one, he wouldn't have married yet, nor had he divided his family back then. Now that he has some money, what's the point of leaving it to me? It's only right!"
Bi Yue also wanted to sigh.
She discovered that her mother was a bit menopausal now, she was talkative and could talk a lot. When she went home during the summer vacation, the fat lady ordered her mother to do some work, but her mother didn't dare to say a word, which made her very angry.
Looking at her again now, I am really impressed. I almost want to cry because of her nagging.
If I were to chat with her about the past three years and the future three years, there would be no end to it.
He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and said to Liu Yafang who was still trying to argue:
"Mom, can we talk about this when we get back?
Let's talk about it one thing at a time. Don't keep bringing up those old stories.
My uncle didn't divide yours and mine with our family. It's just that I don't want the accounts to be messy. It's what it should be. There's no need to distinguish between one family and two families.
You said our family is not short of money now, so why would you ask my uncle to buy a shop for us? Is that right?
It doesn't look like I need money for an emergency, and besides, I have plenty of money on hand. I don't need the profits from the restaurant, I save them little by little, and I don't want to put my name on the house and pretend that my uncle paid for it. That would make me look incompetent."
Is this Bi Yue's unprecedented attempt at comfort? In short, the effect is quite good.
Although Liu Yafang still looked unhappy, she nodded:
"Then go quickly. You've just been discharged from the hospital, so now that you've figured it out, you should go home as soon as possible. Can you take care of the house a little so that Mom can worry less?"
Bi Yue was wearing a one-meter-long off-white wool scarf, which she wrapped around her neck again and again as she walked.
As soon as we reached the gate, Liu Yafang called out, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"casual!"
Chen Cuiliu stood at the door, looking at the beautiful figure flashing out of the gate, her eyes red and swollen, and she really envied Bi Yue.
She didn't understand. They were both women, and she wasn't much older than Bi Yue, so why was her fate like this? Rejection and humiliation were the two ways to get her back.
"Sister Avon."
Liu Yafang was carrying a thermos and pouring boiling water into the large iron basin.
She had to wash the sheets and quilt covers that Bi Yue had used in the hospital, as well as her daughter's underwear that was soiled during her period. After she was done, she had to hurry up and make something delicious for her daughter. When she heard the door open, she looked up:
"Cui Liu, what happened?"
"Sister Yafang, I want to go home." (To be continued.)
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