For three years, Sang Xiaoyu felt that her health was getting worse and worse. She would cough loudly every night, and she also felt dizzy. She warned herself every day that she would never fall down. Not only did she want to give the 200,000 yuan to her children,
A decent nest with my mother.
The days passed peacefully like this. But life did not let the days be calm.
Since Sang Xiaoyu stopped selling condiments, she vacated the house and returned to her mother. Once she could take care of her mother and children, she also had to supervise Ziqiao's studies. Her mother was getting older day by day, and many things were beyond her ability.
Sang Xiaoyu is like a spinning top, her busyness and fatigue have not changed at all.
I thought it would be less tiring if only my family was left with the debt.
But her health was getting worse day by day, and Sang Xiaoyu always wanted to pay off all the debts before she collapsed. No matter how her mother tried to persuade her to rest, she happily said it was okay.
Sang Xiaoyu's temper became more and more docile, especially towards her mother. She always felt that the person she was most sorry for in her life was her mother. Without her mother, she would not have been able to survive for so long.
Every night, the mother would be frightened when she heard her daughter coughing, fearing that something might happen to Sang Xiaoyu. But as soon as the sky lit up, Sang Xiaoyu seemed to be a different person, and she set off in high spirits.
Sang Xiaoyu has a close relationship with Sister Sun. She sells all the items she can provide on a consignment basis, and none of them is paid for. Sister Sun trusts her as if they are biological sisters.
Occasionally, Sang Xiaoyu would stop to have a cup of tea and chat with Sister Sun or Cheng Weiting in rainy or snowy weather.
Fei JiaNi also came to see her. She actually drove a red car. She said that she made money from stock trading, but Sang Xiaoyu said that she had to wait for her money.
Fei Jiani said that she didn't care for a long time and there was nothing she could do with this little money.
Sang Xiaoyu knew that she must have used the 100,000 yuan to trade stocks, but she didn't mention it, and no one else said anything.
Fei Jiani said that she is no longer in the factory and has opened a small company with one person, just two people.
Sang Xiaoyu asked what they were in business, and Sang Xiaoyu said it was electronic components. If it was food and drink, she would have let Sang Xiaoyu run it.
Sang Xiaoyu was quite touched. She felt that the relationship between them was still the same as before, but they were both too busy.
Sang Xiaoyu asked about the soy sauce factory and also about Huang Daqing. Fei Jiani said she was hanging half-dead.
Sang Xiaoyu said that the seasoning is still on sale?
Fei Jiani said that the main product is still there, but there are not many salespersons left, and their own employees can't even be paid. They either go to the market to sell it themselves, or they get paid as seasoning...
Sang Xiaoyu was speechless. She was not the only one who felt that people in this world were living unsatisfactory lives. Fei Jiani said that her classmates had organized several more reunions, but apart from not being able to see you, Jiang Chunhui also did not attend.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that these things were too far away from her, so she smiled and said that she would wait until she was forty years old to talk about it. She really didn't have the intention now, but she would never forget the gratitude between her classmates.
Fei Jiani and Wang Ximo also started doing business, and the conditions of the classmates in the class were better than before.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know why, so she asked Zhao Siyue.
Fei Jiani said she hadn't changed at all. She had a sick child at home who couldn't get better. She also said she was a realistic person. She was an active participant in every class reunion because it was free and she wanted to improve her life.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was a pitiful person just like him. She left her mobile phone number and said she was too busy, and left.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't even have time to ask about her personal matters, and she didn't think Fei Jiani wanted to talk to her about this.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that Fei Jiani was completely obsessed with the one hundred thousand yuan, and she might be the only one who knew about it. Fei Jiani was now afraid that others would know the origin of the one hundred thousand yuan. In fact, Sang Xiaoyu didn't follow her.
Anyone said that.
Sang Xiaoyu calculated that her mother should have 8,000 yuan in hand. She would earn another 2,000 yuan and give her mother-in-law 10,000 yuan. But she was afraid that her mother would cause trouble again, so she had to think of ways to make up excuses.
My mother is much better than before and no longer looks for trouble to get angry, but she still can't bring up people and things in the Cheng family.
Good times seem to be just around the corner, but before you know it, a thunder has already been laid and you don’t know when it will explode.
What was originally a perfect plan was quickly shattered.
The area where my mother lived was divided into the newly built high-speed rail lines and was about to be demolished. It cost more than 30,000 yuan to buy a new house, and my mother suddenly became depressed again.
Sang Xiaoyu smiled and comforted her mother and said: "Mom, this is a good thing that happens once in a century. I also want you and Ziqiao to live comfortably so that I can feel at ease. With my ability, I can't afford to buy a house even in the monkey year. This is the best."
Chance."
My mother said: "It will take three to five years to pay back the money. Let's just sell the demolished house and clear the debt, and we can calm down. I look at your body, ugh..."
"Mom, you must not do it. Don't worry about the debt. The rest of the people are not in a hurry. Three to five years will pass in a flash. Mom, you listen to me and I am used to it. If you want me to stop, I will have to get sick."
No."
"Your body?" Mother hesitated to speak.
"Mom, these are just minor problems. Have you seen me fall down over the years? Isn't it just 30,000? I dare to agree to 300,000, it's a trivial matter!"
My mother said: "Now we only have eight thousand yuan on hand, and thirty thousand is not a small amount."
Sang Xiaoyu said optimistically: "Mom, I have another thousand on hand now. Ten thousand is just a matter of these few days. Don't worry."
Sang Xiaoyu complained in her heart that her mother-in-law's money would have to fall behind again, maybe in two years.
But she faced her mother and smiled brightly,
Hidden behind the smile is pain like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.
Sang Xiaoyu comforted her mother and herself.
As the Chinese New Year came again, she said with confidence: "In the first twenty days or so, I will definitely make 81,000 yuan. If I don't move this money now, when the house is demolished in the spring, I will still have four or five
Month, I will definitely raise the money and not borrow a penny."
Sang Xiaoyu is not bragging, she is now a very reputable vendor on this street. The delivery is timely, the checkout is timely, and she works the hardest. If you give her a call at any time, she will guarantee to deliver the goods in the shortest possible time.
, rain or shine.
She broke two tricycles and her son Ziqiao's eyes seemed to be magic when she rode a tricycle.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her son if it was embarrassing for him to ride a tricycle to pick him up sometimes.
My son said, Mom, you are so handsome. I like this kind of mother. She is not ashamed and so handsome!
Sang Xiaoyu felt extremely comforted, Ziqiao was not a pretentious child, and he didn't have that much vanity.
When the weather was nice in summer, Sang Xiaoyu went out to the evening market in a market not far from home. He took Ziqiao to the market and used a cardboard box as a desk. Ziqiao got used to it, and after finishing his homework, Ziqiao came to help his mother read it.
Spread it out, and the money collected will be exactly the same.
At a young age, he knew how to help his mother share the burden. Ziqiao is eight years old. After three years, the little guy has stopped talking about issues related to his father and is focused on helping his mother and not letting his grandma worry.