Sang Xiaoyu took off her original brand-name clothes and put on extraordinarily simple jeans, white sneakers, and a high-collared brown windbreaker.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a chilly air.
There were few pedestrians on the street, shivering in the cold wind. Occasionally, pop songs came out from some house, and beautiful melodies rippled around.
Sang Xiaoyu went out early every day and came back empty-handed. At first, her mother asked her with interest if she had borrowed the money.
Seeing how listless she was taking samples, she didn't even bother to ask now.
For three days in a row, she returned home empty-handed. She felt that the most difficult thing in the world was to make money, but the thing that was even more difficult than making money was borrowing money.
She came to a cousin's house with whom she was relatively close. The cousin's daughter didn't even dare to open the door. She only opened half of the door and talked about how difficult their life was. Sang Xiaoyu didn't even say "borrow money".
Once you spit it out, the door will be closed.
Sang Xiaoyu burst into tears.
She stood at a corner of the street, not daring to go anywhere to borrow money. In desperation, she came to the home of a now wealthy cousin.
When the cousin saw her coming, she even skipped greetings and immediately gloated:
"Why didn't you think of me when you were so beautiful in the past? Why didn't you even give me a notice when you opened such a luxurious hotel? Now that something happened, you thought of me? It's too late!"
Sang Xiaoyu was ugly, and she wanted to leave when she knew there was no chance.
Her cousin stopped her and said: "Let me tell you, I am living a good life now, and it is no worse than you opening a luxury hotel.
Do you have any money? Yes! But I have no obligation to lend you money.
Besides, even if I'm generous enough to lend it to you, when will you be able to pay it back? I won't do anything that is wasted."
Sang Xiaoyu blushed and said nothing. She said reluctantly:
"Even if I lend it to you, what will you use to repay it? Is the relationship between us such that we can borrow money without repaying it?"
Sang Xiaoyu remembered that he had lent her money.
It was probably three years ago. At that time, she was not as arrogant as she is now. She kept calling her sisters obediently and finally took away three thousand yuan from them. If it weren't for this favor, Sang Xiaoyu would have been very happy.
It's hard to find her to talk to.
Now, she has long forgotten what happened three years ago, and Sang Xiaoyu has no energy to mention it.
Sang Xiaoyu was numb. If he had humiliated her like this in the past, she would definitely retaliate. Now, she has long since lost her strength. Her body seems to have been drained of muscles and bones, and she is limp and without any confidence.
It was getting dark. Should I have gone to five or six houses? Sang Xiaoyu couldn't remember, but she knew that she was empty-handed and hadn't borrowed a penny.
Three hundred and forty thousand, one month.
She couldn't even borrow a penny, and one month was coming soon. What would she do then? She had already gone bankrupt. Apart from selling herself, she seemed to have entered a desperate path.
She didn't even eat lunch at noon, so she walked softly on her way home. On her way home, she happened to pass by a section of railway. The long railway track stretched endlessly, as if she borrowed money to no avail. She couldn't see
to the end.
She walked in the middle of the railroad tracks, and the sleepers one by one were her childhood memories. At that time, she liked to walk among the sleepers and play and laugh with a group of friends.
It was completely dark and the stars were hiding. She thought that if a train came at this time, she would definitely not hide.
She longed in her heart to let the screaming whistle cut through the darkness of the night, and to let the endless days return to peace after the body was crushed.
Sang Xiaoyu walked forward numbly, without any alertness. When it was time to get off the track and enter the path, she still walked forward, like a zombie.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a whistle blew, and Sang Xiaoyu stood numbly in the middle of the railway tracks, looking into the distance unconsciously.
Just as she stood facing the wind, a figure rushed towards her, pulled her off the rails, and then started crying, saying, "If you die, how will I live?"
Sang Xiaoyu looked at the old face in front of him with excitement. It was his mother.
The wind at night is a bit cool. Autumn in the North comes early, clear, quiet, and sad...
Her mother supported her and said that she felt something was wrong with her these days. She said that she went out to pick her up almost every day because she was afraid that something would happen to her. She also said that if she was not here today, she would...
When we finally arrived home, our son had already fallen asleep. The mother closed the door of the hut, and then suppressed her tears.
The mother cried and said: "Xiaoyu, if you really die, I will go with you. I can't control what happens to your son. I am over sixty this year. Do you want me to bring up your son?"
Son?"
Sang Xiaoyu finally understood what her mother was talking about. Her heart twitched, her nose became sore, and tears flowed down her face.
The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried.
My mother said: "You are not even afraid of death. Are you still afraid of these debts?"
Sang Xiaoyu suddenly cried uncontrollably and said, "Mom, I'm not afraid, I really can't borrow so much money."
Her mother comforted her and said, "Don't be afraid. Let's find a solution together. I have already called your uncle, uncle and relatives. You will hear back in the next few days."
Sang Xiaoyu was not optimistic at all. She cried and said that 340,000 was too much.
Mother looked gloomy and said that we can only comfort ourselves and borrow as much as we can. If we really can’t borrow anything in a month, I will die with you.
Mother went back to the hut to rest. Sang Xiaoyu didn't even bother to take off her clothes. She held her head in her hands, not knowing how to live the rest of her life.
Her mother's empty comfort of "It will be fine" meant nothing to the devastated Sang Xiaoyu.
Death haunted her like a nightmare, but when she thought of her son, she felt that like her husband, she was an irresponsible person. No matter what, even if this debt was a mountain, she had to shoulder it.
When I think about what my son will do if I really die? Should I let him face all the panic in the future alone? As long as I am here, my son and mother will have an extra barrier, and I am the only barrier to protect them.
Even dead pigs are not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, so I can follow suit. If I really can't borrow it, I will kill or cut it up at my discretion.
Sang Xiaoyu only truly felt her pain at night. In order to escape this all-pervasive fear, she always forced herself not to think about these unsolvable problems and believed that there would be a way to the mountain.
In the dead of night, she could not help but think of her husband's face. If he were here, wouldn't she be so scared?
Every time she thought about this, she felt unspeakable pain and unsolvable sadness in her heart.
No matter what, she couldn't fall asleep. She used to sleep very well, but now she stared at the boundless darkness with her eyes wide open. She had been tortured by the huge debt and could only breathe.
When the incident first broke out, she often thought that her husband would suddenly fall from the sky one day and give her money to settle down. Such daydreams finally came to light. He ran away and would never come back again.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she had collapsed. She was not crushed by the things in front of her, but by the reality that her husband had run away.
Ten days later, Sang Xiaoyu raised a total of 180,000 yuan. This 180,000 yuan was basically within the scope of the closest family members.
Mother’s pension fund is 60,000 yuan;
My mother-in-law brought me 40,000 yuan;
The two sisters-in-law each receive 10,000 yuan;
Sang Xiaoyu's best friend Fei Jiani, Cheng Weize's two best brothers, and Cheng Weize's uncle and second aunt chipped in 60,000 yuan, making a total of 180,000 yuan.
When my mother-in-law gave me the money, my mother didn't look good at all.
Her mother-in-law had always been very kind to Sang Xiaoyu, but the fact that her son ran away was a huge blow to the old man. She had been sick all year round, and even spent all her 40,000 yuan on it.
The mother made insinuations with a gun and a stick, saying that the things that should be shouldered by the old Cheng family now all fell on her daughter.
The mother-in-law lowered her head, wiped her tears and left.
Sang Xiaoyu humbly persuaded her mother not to make things difficult for the elderly. Her son ran away and she was already in a terrible mood. What was the use of making things harder for her?
The mother was furious, saying that Sang Xiaoyu was just a bastard, and she looked down upon the Cheng family when she met him. How could he ask for an explanation after such a big thing happened?
Sang Xiaoyu said that now is not the time to vent your anger. Taking it out on your family will hurt both sides.
The mother immediately got angry and said that Sang Xiaoyu was just eating the meat and feeding it to an unfamiliar wolf. She also said that Cheng Weize was not a good man at all and that such a thing could be thrown to his wife. He also boasted that he was the best husband in the world every day.
My mother had a disdain for Cheng Weize from the beginning. If it weren't for his father's illness and Cheng Weize taking care of him like a son, my mother's views would probably never change.
Just when she had a good feeling, something like this happened. Sang Xiaoyu was so angry with her mother that she even tried to coax her. She was exhausted both physically and mentally.
The mother was so disgusted by Cheng Weize's escape that she even said cruel words that she would die if she went out and be run over by a car.
Every time at this time, Sang Xiaoyu would comfort her mother, saying that Cheng Weize was also Ziqiao's father after all. He must have gone to find a way to raise money and he would definitely come back.
As long as she said a nice word for her husband, the mother would get very angry. She said that she still spoke for such a man at this time. She was really unrepentant. Even so, she gave all her property over the years to her daughter.
, and even said he would take his life.
Sang Xiaoyu burst into tears while holding her mother's 60,000 yuan. Her mother said that she might as well sell the house and wander together.
Sang Xiaoyu cried and said, Mom, will you let me live? I know how unfilial I am, but please give me a chance, okay?
Mother also cried and held Sang Xiaoyu in her arms.
With 180,000 yuan, Sang Xiaoyu suddenly gained confidence.