Chapter 1782: The mother-in-law meets, and the scary Huang Ling
Inside the courtyard of No. 13, Textile Lane 3.
Huang Ling and Song Ying have not been at work for seven or eight days. After not at work, they are not even energetic in doing housework. Huang Ling is fine. She is already living with Zhuang Chaoying, but she is just sulking alone.
But Song Ying is different. These days she is like a firecracker. She is fine in front of outsiders, but she will explode when she catches Lin Wufeng. So these days, Lin Wufeng is really living in dire straits.
During the day, I was frustrated by all kinds of affairs in the factory. When I came back at night, I had to calm my wife's emotions and be beaten and scolded from time to time.
In other words, Lin Wufeng has a good personality, a stable mood, and loves his wife. If he were a man with a slightly bigger temper, Song Ying would probably start to do this.
"Sister Ling, what's the point of saying it? After working for twenty or thirty years, I suddenly got laid off. I still can't believe it's true."
Song Ying recalled her past few days of confusion and could not accept the fact that she was laid off. She was only in her forty years. He felt that she was still in her prime, so why was she laid off?
Huang Ling sighed: "Don't say it's you, I'm the same. I've worked all my life, but suddenly I didn't have a job. The psychological gap is too big. I can't sleep these days. The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to get up quickly.
I went to work, but after I got up, I realized that I had no work at all.”
"Yes, I'm not doing anything now. Lin Wufeng always says that I've been cooking these days, either sweet or salty, and the rice is all raw, alas."
The two women sighed again.
"It's all because of the management of the cotton mill. It's such a big factory, it's only been so many years. They've been messed up by them. They've cut off most of the people in the factory with one size fits. Even the machine factory has started to be sold. I don't think it's time to go bankrupt.
It's far away."
"Don't say that."
Huang Ling comforted her for a few words, but she actually felt very uncomfortable, but seeing Song Ying like this, she still couldn't help but comfort Song Ying.
"Sister Ling, what are you going to do in the future? We are only in our forties and are not yet retired. We can't just stay at home and be a housewife like this, right?"
Speaking of this, Song Ying shook her head: "No, I can't get idle. I have been working for more than 20 years and suddenly asked me to do nothing and cook at home. I can't accept it."
She is not opposed to washing and doing housework at home, but she can't accept doing it only. She still wants to work and make money. Otherwise, she will feel like a simplified person, even if she can't make much money, as long as she can
She is willing to do a stable job.
But now there is a wave of laid-offs, and many people are laid off. It is difficult for people younger than her to find a good job, let alone a person who is in her forties.
Huang Ling empathized with it, and it was harder to accept it than Song Ying, because Song Ying had Lin Wufeng at least, but she had divorced Zhuang Chaoying. Although she still lived together, she didn't want to expect Zhuang Chaoying to pay for her to support her in the future.
She has two sons who have made money, especially the younger son, who is very rich, but she cannot accept letting her son support her in the future.
Maybe she is not as strong as those strong women, but she still wants to support herself with her own hands than to sit and enjoy her. She is not yet at the point where she needs to serve her children.
"Then what else can we do? You are a few years younger than me, and maybe you can still find a job, but I am almost fifty years old now, where can I find a job again? Who would want someone of my age?
”
Even if I don’t want to admit it, my age is here, and it’s hard for young people to find jobs now, let alone older women laid off textile workers.
In the past, Li Yiming had some handicraft work for them to make some money, but now after Li Yiming got married, he moved to his wife's house. Now they don't even have to do handicraft work.
"What's the use of a few years younger? No one wants it, alas."
There was another sigh, and at this moment, someone walked into the courtyard.
"Mom, Aunt Song."
The two looked up and said in surprise: "Tusi, why are you back?"
It was Zhou Chen who walked into the courtyard.
"I heard that you are laid off and are in a bad mood. I'm a little worried. It just so happened that I'm not busy these two days, so I'll come back to check it out."
Huang Ling said angrily: "What are you worried about? Your mother, I am not a child, I am just laid off suddenly and I didn't adapt. Did Pengfei call you and say, "This child is just quick-talking, you want to teach, and
I have to go to a doctorate and I am very busy. Why do I do it back and forth? How hard is it."
"It's not hard work, mom, don't blame Pengfei, he is also worried about you."
"Come in the house, haven't eaten yet, right? I'll buy vegetables and cook for you."
"No need to worry about it, just put some noodles."
Zhou Chen grabbed Huang Ling. It was almost noon, and there was no shortage when he went to the vegetable market.
"That's not good. You finally came back, why can you only eat noodles?"
"What's wrong with the noodles? As long as you make them, they are better than the delicacies of mountains and seas."
Zhou Chen slapped him over with a flattery, and Song Ying smiled and said, "Sister Ling, Tuxi feels sorry for you. You two mothers and sisters chat. I'll go and get the note. At noon, the three of us are at home, so let's have a meal together."
"Aunt Song, no need to worry."
"Yes, Song Ying, I can do it myself."
"Okay, Sister Ling, why are we polite? You talk to Tuxi first, I'll go boil the water."
Song Ying did not give Huang Ling the chance to refuse, so she clapped her hands and walked to the kitchen. Seeing that she was like this, Huang Ling did not insist anymore. She had been a neighbor for more than ten years and had a very good relationship with each other. This is indeed not true.
What's going on?
He pulled Zhou Chen into the house and Huang Ling poured him a glass of water.
"Tuxi, are you busy in school recently? Are you tired? Teaching is definitely not easy, right?"
"Fortunately, mom, I'm still a little talented in this regard, so it won't hurt me."
"That's good, that's good, I know you're definitely fine."
Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, Zhou Chen had been working for almost a year, but she was just worried about Zhou Chen.
"Where is Xiaoting, how are you studying recently?"
"She is also very good. We often eat together, she often goes to my place to play, and occasionally lives in mine, so don't worry."
"What about Tunan?"
"He's pretty good, too."
“…………”
Zhou Chen's return made Huang Ling temporarily forget the sad things about being laid off and devoted herself to Zhou Chen.
Song Ying gave me some noodles and ate them with her at the invitation of Huang Ling.
"Tuxi, how many days are you going to stay here this time? When will you go back to Shanghai?"
"Mom, I just came back, you asked me when I would leave? Are you going to drive me away?"
Huang Ling glared at her son: "Nonsense, I just ask you when you will leave, and I will make delicious food for you."
Zhou Chen said: "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, it's okay, but this time I'm going to take you with me."
Huang Ling looked puzzled: "Take me? to Shanghai?"
"right."
"No, I won't go, what will I do in Shanghai? I'm staying well at home."
"I'll take you to Shanghai for a while and relax. And I've prepared a huge surprise for you in Shanghai, uh, maybe it's a shock."
Huang Ling couldn't understand Zhou Chen's inexplicable words at all. She shook her head and said, "I don't care what you said, but I won't go to Shanghai, so I'll stay at home."
If she went to Shanghai for a day or two, she might think about it, but if she stayed in Shanghai for a while, she refused without hesitation.
Song Ying advised, "Sister Ling, I think what Tuxi said makes sense. You can go to Shanghai to have fun. It just so happens that Tuxi and his brother and sister are all in Shanghai. Let's get together with their children, just treat it as a traveler.
Look at the kids.”
"Yes, mom, Xiaoting and the others miss you very much. Aunt Song, you can also go to Shanghai with my mom to see Lin Dongzhe. Lin Dongzhe has matured a lot this year. As for where you live, don't worry, I'm totally
Can live."
After Zhou Chen said this, Song Ying was really moved. She didn't see her for a long time, so she really missed her son.
"This, I'm going to wait for your Uncle Lin to come back and discuss it. You'd better convince your mother first."
Zhuang Chaoying returned home and saw Zhou Chen coming back. She was very surprised and chatted with Zhou Chen happily. Xiang Pengfei didn't come back until the evening. When he saw Zhou Chen, he was much more excited and gave Zhou happily.
Chen hugged her and then chattered and asked non-stop.
Zhuang Chaoying and Xiang Pengfei both agreed with Zhou Chen's intention to take Huang Ling to Shanghai for a while.
They saw Huang Ling’s strangeness these days and were worried, but they were both useless to speak. They knew that Huang Ling liked Zhou Chen the most, so they also hoped that Zhou Chen could make Huang Ling feel better.
To be continued...