The room was a little dark, and one of the curtains on the window was not opened at all. Fei Jiani's mother happened to be standing in the shadow, with tears already in her eyes.
Women are the easiest to be moved by tears. Sang Xiaoyu put her hand into her small bag and took out the few hundred yuan left in her bag, even the change, and handed it to the old man and said:
"I only brought these with me today. I'll use them first and I'll think of a solution."
Fei Jiani's mother wiped her eyes quickly and said she didn't want anything, saying that it was not easy for everyone and that this little money was just a drop in the bucket for their family.
Sang Xiaoyu was in a dilemma. She suddenly asked, "Did Nizi take tens of thousands when something happened to you?"
Sang Xiaoyu was shocked and had to tell the truth, saying that it was 8,000 yuan and that she had already paid it back.
Fei Jiani's mother said that the eight thousand at that time was equivalent to eighty thousand now... Fei Jiani's mother had a dark face, and there was an unfathomable city under her peaceful face.
When Sang Xiaoyu handed over the money again, she felt a little guilty.
Sang Xiaoyu spent almost her whole life performing to cover up her inner panic
Fortunately, Fei Jiani's father came out. He wore a pair of plastic-framed glasses, his waist was bent, and he looked like a thin shrimp.
Sang Xiaoyu never imagined that they would have aged like this after not seeing them for a few years.
He picked up the money that Sang Xiaoyu threw on the coffee table and said that he should stop being ambitious. Now even rice and noodles have become a problem, and he is still pretending.
Mother said dissatisfiedly, can we turn over with just a few hundred yuan?
"You deserve it, you're the one who's used to it. I told her not to just take advantage of some things, but you didn't listen. Now it's better. You can teach her a lesson and see if she dares to do anything else in the future."
Not only did the old man not obey his wife's advice, he also violently condemned his daughter.
Fei Jiani’s mother quit her job, especially in front of Sang Xiaoyu, she said:
"Go back to the house, you will be bullied all your life, otherwise our family will not be like this."
Sang Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed. Just now she was about to say that she would find a way to raise some money. Unexpectedly, Fei Jiani's mother abandoned her husband and pointed the finger at Sang Xiaoyu, saying:
"I watched you grow up, and you have always had a good relationship with Nizi.
Such a big thing happened to her, and I never thought you would stand by and watch.
It’s okay to just sit back and watch, and the plan is on Fei Jiali. She said that you are different now from the past, and you are very smart."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what to say for a moment. It turned out that she had been assigned to the enemy's camp a long time ago, and the matter between her and her eldest daughter was also clear to others.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what to say for a moment. The dark eyes covered by long eyelashes seemed to hide many unspeakable words.
She couldn't tell her all the grudges and grudges between them, and besides, people only listened to her daughter's words, and her words were not convincing at all.
She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but thought it was a bit unnecessary and left.
At the moment the door closed, Fei Jiani's mother said loudly:
"You shouldn't ask for this money. How can she have the nerve to take this little money? Our girl is just stupid. How can she be good with people like this around her?"
Sang Xiaoyu couldn't hear what her father said. She only heard her mother say:
"When Nizi comes back, we will ask for money. Whether it is for herself or for her sister, she deserves us..."
Sang Xiaoyu walked down the street weakly and with a heavy heart, her face as pale as paper.
The wind suddenly picked up on the street, and the wind picked up the drifting leaves and danced in the sunshine.
Sang Xiaoyu frowned, as if these leaves could hit her, and she was shaking on this unlucky day.
Fei Jiani's mother was a beauty. Even at this age, she still had shadows of the past. What flashed through Sang Xiaoyu's mind were the scenes when she came to her house for dinner when she was in high school.
At that time, Fei Jiani's mother was also a natural beauty. Some people even said that she was more beautiful than Fei Jiani.
Fei Jiani's mother knew that Sang Xiaoyu liked to eat beef. As long as she knew that she would come, she would definitely have this dish. She also praised Sang Xiaoyu at the dinner table for her good looks and good studies, and asked Nizi to learn from her and improve her studies.
Go up...
Having watched her grow up, this is a bit exaggerated, but it is obvious to all that Fei Jiani's mother treats her well. Sometimes even Fei Jiani is jealous and says that you can come to our family to be a daughter.
When Sang Xiaoyu was in high school, she was always among the top three in her class in studies, but Fei Jiani was different. She clamored to work almost every day, and said that high school was a waste of time if she couldn't get into college.
If her mother hadn't persisted, Fei Jiani would have become a member of society long ago. Because of this, Fei Jiani's mother particularly valued Sang Xiaoyu and hoped that she could bring her daughter's grades up.
In her senior year of high school, Sang Xiaoyu was almost like a god. Sometimes she could even point out problems in the teacher's classes. If it weren't for her father's illness, Sang Xiaoyu's future would be limitless.
My father suffered from a serious chronic disease.
During the first and second years of high school, her mother was able to hide it quite effectively, but by the third year of high school, her father lived in the hospital almost every day, and her mother was unable to do what she wanted. Sang Xiaoyu began to run to the hospital to take over her mother's care for her father.
School teachers came to her home more than once, hoping to relieve her stress, and said she had hope at Tsinghua University and Peking University.
On the hospital bed, his father asked Sang Xiaoyu not to focus on him. He said that he regretted having such a promising daughter and not to delay her future because of him.
The father was already in tears. He wished he could close his eyes now so that his daughter could have a happy future.
The father said that he could face death calmly and take him to another world.
But Sang Xiaoyu can't do it no matter what. Compared with her mother, Sang Xiaoyu prefers to be with her father...
Her father has been critically ill numerous times and has been saved from danger. It is almost difficult for the frightened Sang Xiaoyu to be in the mood to face the heavy schoolwork, especially in the first half of the year before the college entrance examination.
The teachers were in despair. She had gone from being the darling of the class to being the model of the teacher's sighs. Sang Xiaoyu was helpless in the face of her powerless situation.
Sang Xiaoyu's college entrance examination results were not ideal. She even wanted to drop out of school and work to see her father. If it weren't for her father's insistence on the hospital bed, Sang Xiaoyu wouldn't even be able to go to college.
My father always wanted to go home and didn't like living in the hospital.
In order to take care of her father, Sang Xiaoyu did not choose an outside school, which would make it easier for her to take care of her father.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that his father wanted to go home not only because he disliked the smell of disinfectant in the hospital and the cold and sympathetic eyes there, but he also said that he couldn't stand the indifference and routine of the doctor's insensitive announcement of his condition.
The last thing my father thinks about is money.
My father's illness caused the family's money to flow into the hospital's river like invisible water, sometimes without even making a sound.