Sang Xiaoyu looked at her son carefully. He looked confident and proud. She and her mother asked in unison: "Where did this money come from?" Sang Xiaoyu stared at her son, and for a moment there was an ominous premonition in her mind.
Cheng Ziqiao patted his chest and said, "Grandma gives me three yuan for food every day. I only use one yuan a day and save the remaining two yuan. I want to help you pay back the money!"
Before her son could finish speaking, Sang Xiaoyu was already overwhelmed with emotion. She put down her chopsticks, hugged her son in her arms, and began to cry loudly. This tragic sadness made her mother cry.
Three years later, she has long been insensitive. She has no tears when she is moved, and she grits her teeth and gets through it when she is in pain. Her son was also dragged into the whirlpool of debt repayment at a young age, and her heart is filled with guilt.
She even choked up and said: "Ziqiao, your grandma and I, as well as your grandpa, grandma, aunt, sister-in-law and relatives will help you pay back the money. You are too young, don't think about these things.
Now is the time when your body is growing. If your nutrition cannot keep up, then what's the point of paying off your debt?"
She wiped her tears and said, "What do you eat for lunch every day?" Zi Qiao looked at his tearful mother and timidly whispered:
"Two small sesame cakes a day, eighty cents, and two cents for pickles."
Sang Xiaoyu hugged her son without any scruples and cried bitterly again, saying, "How can that be enough? How can that be okay?"
Grandma's tears are like a river bursting its banks.
When Cheng Ziqiao came to the table to eat, he looked at his mother carefully.
Sang Xiaoyu calmed down and said to Cheng Ziqiao: "Ziqiao, you want to help your mother pay off the debt, which is particularly worthy of praise.
But now that you are young, you can only use the method of saving money, and this method is premised on harming your body, so mom does not allow it, do you understand? "
After hearing what his mother said, Ziqiao finally stopped being nervous and nodded vigorously.
Sang Xiaoyu hugged her son and said, "After the Chinese New Year, my mother will increase the amount given to you to four yuan a day, and you will spend every penny left.
Mom should take you home for dinner every day, but I'm too busy and grandma is not in good health. You have to learn to take care of yourself at school.
If you're a good boy, you can't use this money for anything else, including buying books, okay?"
Cheng Ziqiao nodded while eating. He still couldn't fully understand his mother's thoughts. At first, he thought her mother would be happy for him.
Sang Xiaoyu checked and found out that there were one hundred and eighty-two yuan. If calculated as two yuan a day, it would be more than ninety days, a full three months.
After checking, Sang Xiaoyu burst into tears again, sadness coming in waves like a tide.
The tears in her eyes could not be wiped clean.
She handed the money back to Cheng Ziqiao and said, "Mom will give you all this money. You use four yuan a day. When you use it up, grandma will take care of you."
After all, it was a child. Cheng Ziqiao became happy again and said, "Then grandma won't have to give me money for a long time, right?" After receiving his mother's approval, he ate hungrily.
Sang Xiaoyu finished her meal quickly. She ran to the hut alone and burst into tears.
She decided to book a clean and affordable small restaurant for Ziqiao tomorrow to solve the problem of her son's food. She could no longer let him have his own way. It was the time for him to grow.
After three years, Sang Xiaoyu finally cried happily enough. She cried out all the pain she had accumulated for three years.
Neither mother nor son came to disturb her.
Ziqiao's face showed the maturity of a young adult.
Her son's precocious puberty made Sang Xiaoyu feel that her responsibilities were even greater. She had to pay off all her debts as soon as possible and put her family back on track.
She wanted to give her beloved mother and son a good life. Thinking of this, she could no longer relax.
I'm done crying, enough crying.
Sang Xiaoyu regained her good mood and deliberately smiled in front of her son.
Her mother's face was also gloomy and uncertain. She knew that Sang Xiaoyu was forcing a smile, so she was not.
Sang Xiaoyu happily led her son and mother to the shopping mall.
Only the mother knows how much of this joy is fake, but the son is jumping and running innocently. It is not easy to be happy like this all year round.
Sang Xiaoyu and the others originally planned to spend seven hundred yuan, but when they arrived at the mall, Sang Xiaoyu saw that everything was expensive and didn't want to buy anything.
In addition to buying a sweater for my mother and her favorite cooked food, as well as Cheng Ziqiao's other small things, the total cost was less than 200 yuan.
Mother said, you should also buy some clothes. For three years, you haven’t bought any clothes. All you wear are leftovers from others. Even if you don’t buy outerwear, your sweaters and trousers inside are all ruined.
What's going on? Let's change it so that we don't make others laugh when we take a shower.
Sang Xiaoyu picked the cheapest set of underwear and underwear, and then the family of three happily paid the bills and called it a day.
New Year's Eve has arrived.
Sang Xiaoyu and the others had already cooked pork knuckles and pork knuckles. After Sang Xiaoyu’s strong request, her mother finally agreed.
Sang Xiaoyu and the others had already agreed to let Ziqiao spend time with them this year.
The first two years were spent in the Cheng family, and my mother's heart was always unbalanced.
Sang Xiaoyu was putting away the vegetables when there was a knock on the door. Sang Xiaoyu thought it was a neighbor and said to come in.
The person who walked in was his sister-in-law Cheng Weiting.
Sang Xiaoyu quickly stood up and gave up her seat, saying, "Why are you here? What time is it?"
Sporadic firecrackers have already begun to set off outside.
Cheng Weiting carried a lot of things in her hands, put them on the ground and sat down and said, "Knowing that Ziqiao won't come back this year, my mother asked me to come and take a look. I have been busy so I have time."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Why are you here to see me? It's much better now than before. I don't have to worry about it anymore. Mom is really good to me... Mom is really good to me. She is the best mother-in-law in the world."
Sang Xiaoyu called her son, and the son threw himself into his aunt's arms. The two were very close.
Cheng Weiting said that Ziqiao has grown taller again and looks more and more like my brother.
Ziqiao didn't even ask about his father after hearing this, which was impossible in the past.
Cheng Weiting specially gave Ziqiao a red envelope and said that he should study hard and so on.
Ziqiao gave the red envelope directly to his grandma and said, "Use it to pay off your debt."
Their family's debt repayment is a word that is mentioned every day, and it is impossible for their son not to be disturbed.
The son made trouble next to his aunt for a while and ran away with a smile.
Cheng Weiting took up what she just said and said to Sang Xiaoyu: "You are really a couple. My mother said the same, saying that this daughter-in-law is closer than my daughter."
The mother also came out of the hut, said hello, and said she would take Ziqiao to Uncle Wang's house, saying that none of their children had come back and they were all alone.
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Mom, don't bother yourself, just call him to our house to eat together."
Mom said: "He has to agree. This stubborn old man never listens to my advice."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Mom, try again. If it doesn't work, I will go!"