Chapter 145 Is it difficult? Then don't do it.
"Every year when they have birthdays, my mother is always busy preparing a large table of dishes. I don't want her to be so tired." Zhuang Tunan gets angry when he talks about this. If you want to save face in front of your parents, do it yourself if you have the ability.
As a result, Huang Ling cooks every time and you just sit there waiting to eat the ready-made food.
If it's women who cook, then your brother Zhuang Ganmei's wife doesn't help? Even if her cooking skills aren't as good as Huang Ling's, she can still help with cutting vegetables and lighting the fire, right?
As a result, Zhuang Ganmei's wife just sat there eating melon seeds and chatting, and you didn't say a word, just watching your wife working herself to death.
Do you think you can save face in front of your parents and brother? You don't know how they will laugh at you behind your back.
Huang Ling's nose felt sore when she heard this and she almost cried. She had worked hard for so many years, but her husband turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to everything. Now, finally there was someone who understood and cared about her.
She quickly went forward and hugged Zhuang Tunan, "Mom is not tired. What's tiring about cooking? Doesn't Mom cook it every day? Let's go together tomorrow. Your grandparents will be very happy to see you."
Out of habit, she still wanted the whole family to be harmonious and happy, and didn't want any unpleasantness to occur at this time.
"They care more about Zhendong and Zhenbei. I can see that. Whenever there is something delicious, it goes to them first, and then it's my turn. As for Xiaoting, they wish they couldn't see her." Zhuang Tunan still refused.
Everything else is fine, but Huang Ling was unhappy when she heard this. It was fine for her to suffer a little injustice, but it was really unbearable for her daughter to suffer as well. She turned around and looked at Zhuang Chaoying, "Tuanan, a child, can see it, and you just pretended not to see it?"
“Filial piety is the most important virtue. When elders have birthdays, it is the duty of children and grandchildren to congratulate them. Don’t learn bad habits at such a young age.” Zhuang Chaoying looked at Zhuang Tunan and then at Huang Ling, wondering if she was the one who taught him these words.
How come I wore it a year late? If it was last year, I would have found a reason to report you and draw a clear line between us. Zhuang Tunan was extremely depressed when he thought about living under the same roof with such a person for a long time in the future.
"What do you mean?" Huang Ling still couldn't understand Zhuang Chaoying's eyes? She couldn't help getting angry. He didn't know what kind of person she was? How could he be so suspicious? "Wow~~" Zhuang Xiaoting saw this scene for the first time and was so scared that she started crying.
Huang Ling didn't care about arguing with Zhuang Chaoying anymore. She immediately hugged Zhuang Xiaoting and coaxed her. "Don't cry, don't cry. Mom will make you something delicious right away."
Zhuang Chaoying didn't pay much attention. He was still angry, thinking that his wife and son were not considering the overall situation. Although he was a teacher, he had also been infected with his parents' bad habits of favoring boys over girls. He just maintained it on the surface and rarely showed it in normal times. But today he was so angry that he didn't care about it.
After Zhuang Xiaoting's interruption, everyone stopped arguing. After they were coaxed into silence, those who needed to cook started cooking, and those who needed to clean up started cleaning up. Zhuang Tunan sat next to Zhuang Xiaoting and helped her with her homework.
After this happened, no one was in the mood to talk and went to bed early after dinner. Zhuang Tunan lay on the small bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He kept thinking about how to get rid of Zhuang Chaoying as soon as possible.
Alas, he is still too young. It would be better if he were older, but not too much older, just the age at the beginning of the previous world. Then he can go to college, make money, and let Huang Ling and Zhuang Xiaoting live a good life.
Now he is only eleven years old and still in primary school. Even if his mind is full of ideas, he can't find the space to put them into practice.
The next morning, Zhuang Tunan got up, washed up, and took Zhuang Xiaoting to the primary school affiliated with the cotton mill. This is the case with all large state-owned factories today. An enterprise is a small society with schools, shops, canteens, cinemas, and some even have crematoriums. It can almost be said that it takes care of employees from birth to death.
Zhuang Tunan just couldn't concentrate in the classroom. The courses taught by the teacher were too simple and it was a waste of time to stay here. The only time he could pay attention was during Chinese class.
Because many pronunciations in the Chinese textbooks at that time were different from those in later generations, especially when learning ancient poetry. For example, the "斜" in "远上寒山石巷斜" is now taught by teachers as "xia", but it was changed to "斜" in later generations.
However, there are too few similar knowledge points, most of which he has learned before, and more than once. He really has no interest in learning them again now.
After finally making it through school, they were greeted with bad news as soon as they got home. Their parents had already bought things and took them directly to their grandparents' house by bus, so Zhuang Tunan had no choice but to go with them.
Looking at these things, he felt distressed for a while. There was actually a whole chicken. It was not easy to buy a whole chicken these days. Not only did you need money and a ticket, but more importantly, you had to queue.
There are only a few whole chickens available in the market every day. If you want to buy one, you have to get up at four or five o'clock and queue up. No wonder I didn't see Huang Ling when I woke up in the morning. She must have queued up in advance.
They brought so many things to the door, but in the end, they didn't even get a nice word from them when they got in. No matter whether it was the old man and woman from the Zhuang family or Zhuang Ganmei's family, they all took this for granted.
As soon as they entered the house, without even drinking a sip of water, Zhuang Chaoying urged Huang Ling to cook. Zhuang Xiaoting was still young and didn't like staying with her grandparents, Zhendong and Zhenbei, so she followed them to the kitchen. Zhuang Tunan thought about it and followed them in, helping Huang Ling with work within his ability.
Only one of his children knew how to help, but the others just sat there contentedly eating melon seeds and chatting.
When the meal was ready and served, something even more infuriating happened. There was only one empty seat at the table. There were three people on their side, but no one offered to think of a solution.
Zhuang Chaoying only knew how to show off his wife's craftsmanship, "Wow, there is a word 'longevity' on this birthday cake, it's really beautiful."
The old woman just waved at Zhuang Tunan and said, "Come, Tunan, come sit over here with grandma. Huang Ling, there's really no room. Why don't you and Xiaoting go to the kitchen to eat?"
As she said this, she pretended to stand up, ready to close the door as soon as the two of them went to the kitchen, as if she didn't want them to even smell the aroma of the food.
Hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying still didn't react at all. He had long been accustomed to this. Has it ever been like this during every festival?
"Grandpa and grandma, my mom has worked so hard for so long. Now that the meal is ready, you won't even let her sit at the table. Isn't that inappropriate? Mom, you sit here. Xiaoting and I will go to the kitchen to eat!" Zhuang Tunan pulled Huang Ling and was about to walk over.
"Tunan, you are the eldest grandson, how can you not sit at the table?" Lao Deng was unhappy, "The table is so small, there really is not enough room for everyone, please don't make it difficult for us."
Zhuang Tunan looked around and saw that there was no one to persuade him. He immediately became even angrier, "Difficult to deal with? Then don't do it!"
After saying that, he raised his hands and overturned the table.
(End of this chapter)
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