There were very few people on the street. Sang Xiaoyu was riding a tricycle and talking happily to her son in the car.
The son suddenly asked: "Mom, what did my dad do? My grandma said he ran away and didn't want you and me. Is that true? Why did he run away? Did he make a mistake?"
As his son gets older, he wants to know more about his doubts.
For several months, all Sang Xiaoyu could think about was borrowing money to pay off debts. She never seriously told her son about his father. He already knew about it at a young age and wanted to verify the accuracy of what his grandma said with his mother.
Sang Xiaoyu asked thoughtfully: "Do you miss your father?"
Xiaoyu nodded: "Well, dad loves me the most."
Sang Xiaoyu concealed it somewhat sadly and said: "Your father didn't run away, and he didn't want us to be together. He went out to borrow money, and he will come back when he borrows the money."
The son relaxed and asked again: "What if we pay back the money? Will he come back?"
Sang Xiaoyu said seriously: "Of course, son, don't worry, dad will definitely come back."
The son patted his chest and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will grow up soon, and I will help you pay back the money."
Sang Xiaoyu looked at her son happily and said, "Yes, when my son grows up, he will also help his mother. We are like 'The Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains'."
"Why doesn't Dad join us in suffering and making money? My grandma scolds him every day, and I don't want to hear it anymore."
Ziqiao sighed like an adult.
Sang Xiaoyu thought for a while and then said: "Ziqiao, mom is telling you this, what dad did is wrong, but he owes so much money, and he won't be able to earn it for a while. If he doesn't go to other places, like mom,
It will take some time to repay the money.
Dad is going to make a lot of money, but your grandma doesn't believe it. Ziqiao, you believe what mom said, he will definitely come back after making a lot of money."
Ziqiao finally believed his mother's words and said happily: "Mom, I just said that my father is not the kind of person grandma said he was. He was very kind to me. When he came back with a lot of money, grandma believed him."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Yes, let's wait for this time together, it will be soon."
Along the way, mother and son asked and answered questions in a very harmonious manner.
When they arrived at the downstairs of her mother-in-law's house, Ziqiao wanted to go upstairs with her mother, but Sang Xiaoyu refused to go, saying that her grandma needed someone to accompany her.
Ziqiao was still a child after all, and he happily ran up with two bottles of condiments. Sang Xiaoyu repeatedly told him not to knock the bottles.
Cheng Ziqiao's little face soon appeared at the window upstairs.
Her mother-in-law also called her at the window to wait a moment and said she had something for her.
Coming downstairs was my sister-in-law Cheng Weiting.
Sang Xiaoyu had the best relationship with her. This sister-in-law, who was one year younger than her, was still unmarried. She came down with two large convenience bags in her hands, which were full of New Year's items.
Sang Xiaoyu said politely: "Everything is fine at home, we don't need these."
Cheng Weiting said: "You are still making it up, I don't understand. Why are you still lying to our family? Aren't you trying to make yourself look miserable? Then..."
Sang Xiaoyu stopped her and said, "I have no such idea."
Cheng Weiting said: "If you don't have this idea, just pick up the things."
Sang Xiaoyu took the things and put them in the car, and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend? I haven't contacted you for a long time, and I don't even know about this kind of thing."
Cheng Weiting said with a smile: "I am very satisfied with my relationship. I think I will get married in the next year."
Sang Xiaoyu was shocked and said: "Really? You are getting married in just a few months?"
Cheng Weiting said: "I'm so satisfied, what are you waiting for? I'm not young anymore."
Sang Xiaoyu said awkwardly: "Your money..."
Cheng Weiting immediately said: "Sister-in-law, don't mention the money. That is what our family owes you. If you have our family's money, give some to my parents. My sister and I have agreed, one cent
No more."
Sang Xiaoyu glanced at her with emotion and said, "If you don't pay back the money, the gift will have to go with it."
Cheng Weiting said: "You are exempted, but you must come."
Sang Xiaoyu agreed.
Ask a man what he does?
Cheng Weiting said that he is the technical backbone of a company.
Sang Xiaoyu said that this made her feel at ease, as it is the duty of a technical person.
Sang Xiaoyu said that she was leaving and her mother was the only one at home.
Cheng Weiting grabbed her and took out a handful of money and forced it on Sang Xiaoyu.
Sang Xiaoyu said no.
Cheng Weiting said I didn’t give it to you, it was your parents.
Sang Xiaoyu said that I wouldn’t want it anymore.
Cheng Weiting said: "Sister-in-law, you are really kind. What if others don't come to my house every day to ask for money? But you are not. The more you do this, the more we feel that we owe you too much. You must take this money. Our family
It’s much better than before.”
Sang Xiaoyu didn't understand.
Cheng Weiting said: "It's not because of me. My fiancé's family is in very good condition."
Sang Xiaoyu was happy and said: "This is great."
So I took the money without even looking at it.
"Isn't there any news about my brother? How can he survive the Chinese New Year alone?" Cheng Weiting said sadly.
Sang Xiaoyu shook her head helplessly and said, "I was hoping to get some news from you, alas..."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to stay any longer and said goodbye to her sister-in-law.
Driving on a street with few pedestrians, the sound of firecrackers began to explode in turn.
The firecrackers in the suburbs are a bit like a battlefield in a movie, with an airtight sound, while the firecrackers in the city are like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, with each wave getting louder than the other.
Sang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered the happy scene of the family during the Spring Festival last year and couldn't help but feel sad.
Cheng Weize is basically the backbone of the family. His father-in-law and mother-in-law take charge of everything. His two sisters are even more obedient to him, and the one he cares about the most is Sang Xiaoyu.
At her parents-in-law's house, Sang Xiaoyu was willing to help with the cooking.
In the first few years, in order to express himself, Cheng Weize found a woman who was good in the hall and in the kitchen. He was willing to see Sang Xiaoyu busy in the kitchen and was willing to help her. The couple would always be a sweet couple in front of others.
Later, Cheng Weize stopped working.
Don't let Sang Xiaoyu do anything.
Even the tasks like washing dishes and clearing the table were not allowed to be done. The two sisters particularly had objections, but the mother-in-law always calmed down and said she would do it herself.
Cheng Weize said to Sang Xiaoyu behind his back: "I just feel sorry for my wife."
Sang Xiaoyu said she wanted to love her mother.
Cheng Weize said that if you didn't let her do it, wouldn't she fall out with you?
Sang Xiaoyu's mother-in-law is the best mother-in-law in the world. This is what Sang Xiaoyu said to Cheng Weize again and again. She rarely finds fault with her family members. No matter who in the family is in trouble, she is the first to stand up and help.
When Sang Xiaoyu returned to her parents' home, she wouldn't let her mother raise a hand.
She said it was time for her to honor her mother.
Of course my mother was happy, and kept asking if it was the same at her mother-in-law's house.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't say anything. She knew that her mother would feel distressed if she said she did everything.
Cheng Weize then exaggeratedly said that Sang Xiaoyu didn't even have to move a finger. His mother was so happy that she couldn't even open her mouth. In private, he said to Sang Xiaoyu that it was outrageous to say that she didn't do anything.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what her mother was like, but she had to decide whether it was good or bad.
When Sang Xiaoyu spends her nights, she actually often thinks of Cheng Weize and worries about his life.
It’s the New Year, no matter how difficult it is for me, there are still relatives around me, what about him?
Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to think about it anymore. The life she faced was just like the weather, biting and cold.
The wind whistled loudly, like the sound of sea water; the sky was about to change.
Sang Xiaoyu pushed the cart and walked on the street during the festival. The remaining sunset glow in the sky withered and withered like petals. The sun was setting and the cold wind was getting stronger.
In front of my mother-in-law's house is a commercial street, with neon lights pouring in from the shops, dragging out a misty and suffocating arc of light.
Sang Xiaoyu pushed the tricycle slowly forward, forward.
She felt like a robot, busy during the day and enduring the long lonely winter nights.
Just when she was thinking wildly, a man flashed past her on a bicycle. He had a tall figure and an upright posture. Why was this man so familiar? It was Cheng Weize!
It’s really Cheng Weize.
Sang Xiaoyu panicked, and she hurriedly turned around to catch up. The man's back was getting closer and closer, and the closer he got, the more he looked like Cheng Weize.
Sang Xiaoyu felt ecstatic in her heart, yes, it must be him! During the Chinese New Year, he must have gone back to her mother-in-law's house. With a sore nose, she shouted sadly, "Weize, is that you?"
Sang Xiaoyu chased her on a bicycle and got closer. She was so panicked that she couldn't stop the car and almost hit the man.
The man turned around, looked at Sang Xiaoyu who was looking weird, and whispered, "You're crazy!"
Sang Xiaoyu discovered that the man was not Cheng Weize at all, and she had mistaken him.
He quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just blinded."
The man rolled his eyes and walked away. Sang Xiaoyu's legs weakened and she could no longer pedal.
Sang Xiaoyu's wonderful expectations were shattered when he turned around. She felt a cold wind that penetrated vertically from head to toe. It was a heart-wrenching cold.
She was pushing the car and walking in a daze and without a clue. Suddenly she felt a slight chill on her face.
When she wiped it with her hands, it snowed again. She didn't know whether what was flowing on her face was melted snow or her own tears.
The sparse snowflakes fluttering in the wind slowly began to dance in front of her eyes, like her chaotic life.
When she got home, her mother had already made noodles and was chopping stuffing. She quickly put on her apron and let her mother rest.
My mother said with resentment, "Besides this little work, is there anything else I can do?"
Her mother always tried to encourage her when she was sad.
Once she saw her calm down, she would also complain a little, especially since she went to her mother-in-law's house and took away two bottles of condiments. Her words were not smooth, so she was used to it and ignored her.
She first took out the money given by her mother-in-law, waved it in front of her mother's eyes, and then checked the money with a somewhat distorted movement. Her mother-in-law took one thousand, and Sang Xiaoyu felt warm in her heart.
"Mom, we have one thousand yuan. Now you and Ziqiao have hope for your living expenses."
She wanted to pay back the money, but after thinking about it, she decided to leave the decision-making power to her mother.
The mother came over, took the money, put it into her arms without counting it, and gave her a hard look.
Seeing that her mother's face was still solemn, Sang Xiaoyu opened the things her mother-in-law had brought her.
She yelled dramatically, "Yo, a whole chicken!"
After a while, he shouted again: "Such a big fish! There are also pig hands!"
The mother didn't want to listen to her, so she turned around and went into the back room.
Sang Xiaoyu was like an excellent actor, performing hard on the stage. Suddenly, the audience was gone, and her performance had to come to an abrupt end.
The work at hand was almost finished, and when I was about to stew the fish and meat that my mother-in-law brought, my mother opened the door curtain and said, "Don't touch those, leave them for me to come back and eat."
Sang Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and quickly put the things away. She knew that the old man's biggest concern was her son.
On New Year's Eve, they didn't prepare any food, and even the only bottle of drink they bought for Xiaoyu was confiscated by their mother.
They can only eat dumplings.
The couple sat on the Kang and made peace, and they were able to mix the stuffing.
When they were about to pack it, they heard the sound of chaotic footsteps at the door, and the two of them became nervous for a moment. There was still two thousand left to pay, so maybe Aunt Bai and others came to ask for the debt.
The view out of the window is not very clear, as plastic sheets have been nailed to the windows to keep them warm.
Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly got off the kang and saw seven or eight people coming from the neighbors. Her heart was beating "suddenly".
Sang Xiaoyu thought that sooner or later, her heart would have a problem, and it suddenly started to hurt this day.
They all had things in their hands, and Sang Xiaoyu felt relieved.
When she didn't know what to say, Aunt Bai spoke first,
"For those of you who are celebrating the Chinese New Year, it makes me feel bad just thinking about your family. You don't have to do anything. Our family put together a piece of cake and sent it to you."
Each person held a bowl and plate in his hand, which contained chicken, fish, vegetables and fruits.
Sang Xiaoyu's tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.
She bowed and saluted everyone who entered the room, saying over and over again, "Happy New Year! Happy New Year! Thank you, thank you!"
Several people saw that they only had dumplings, looked at each other, put down their bowls and plates at the same time, and left.
Sang Xiaoyu never expected that these neighbors who looked fierce when they saw them would appear in such a way at this moment...
That night, she had a dream. In the dream, Cheng Weize came back, wearing the same handsome suit he had worn when he left.
He was carrying a black leather bag that is often seen in movies with great air.
Sang Xiaoyu asked him where he went and why it took him so long to come back.
Cheng Weize said that he had borrowed money, a total of 340,000 yuan. Xiaoyu, it’s better now, look!
As he spoke, he opened the suitcase, but there was nothing in the suitcase.
Cheng Weize looked through the suitcase again and again in disbelief and said, "No, no! It's obviously 340,000 yuan, why is it gone? No, I have to leave!"
Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and said, "Weize, don't leave, you must never leave again. I've already paid back six thousand, and the remaining three hundred thousand, let's pay it back together, please."
You must not leave!"
Cheng Weize ignored Sang Xiaoyu's pleas and turned around and walked out.
Sang Xiaoyu rolled on the ground and chased after him, shouting: "Weize, don't leave, don't leave Weize!"
Sang Xiaoyu was awakened by such shouts. She got up and saw that her mother was still sleeping soundly. The sound of firecrackers outside the window gradually became fainter, but the night outside the window became brighter.
Except for her house, every household hung up festive red lanterns.