Zhou Yan hesitated for a second, but decided to leave. She walked out of the small foreign building and swallowed. The bloody scenes were lingering in her mind.
She came to a sour plum soup shop not far away and said, "Bring me a cup of sour plum soup."
The boss said: "Thirty cents."
Zhou Yan handed it over happily, and saw a lot of delicious food along the way. He spent a dollar, and after eating and drinking, he returned home.
Li Cuilan's face was pale and her hair was wet with sweat. She was panting heavily and struggled to wipe the floor with a rag. When she saw Zhou Yan, she endured the pain and said feebly:
"Xier, why are you back so early? Mom hasn't had time to finish cleaning up."
Zhou Yan hurriedly pulled her up:
"You go and have a rest. Let Su Guozhi come back and do it again. Just say that the child fell and died. Let him find a way to get some money and buy some nutritional supplements for you."
"Yan'er still knows that she feels sorry for mom." After Li Cuilan finished speaking, Zhou Yan helped her back to the house.
Zhou Yan didn't dare to stay alone in the living room, always feeling very unlucky. She sat on the edge of the bed,
Li Cuilan was on the wooden bed. In order to avoid soiling the bed, she put a coat under her body. She looked at Zhou Yan with gentle eyes:
"My biological daughter is different. Are you worried that something will happen to your mother when you stay here? She was just outside the door and she was worried too."
"That goes without saying." Zhou Yan calmed down and said confidently.
Li Cuilan tugged at her pale lips and said weakly:
"Xier, if you can't pass the college entrance examination, why don't you find a job? My mother just experienced life and death, and suddenly I felt that if you don't have a job, you won't be able to take care of yourself in the future, what will you do?"
"I'm still going to work? How can I work? I want to be a rich wife in the future, so I don't have to take care of myself. I have a nanny."
Zhou Yan is conceited and unwilling to live a life of hard work. She continued:
"Mom, why don't you go ahead? There are many factory directors near Jiang Liting Factory whose wives have died, because don't they all pay attention to the idea that those who are near the water, the first to get the moon first?"
Li Cuilan didn't realize at all that these words were the words she used to persuade Su Wanyan.
She nodded slightly and said, "Hey, okay, I'll make it clear. Mom and Su Guozhi will save your dowry for you whenever they earn money. If you find a good old man, let him follow suit and save it for you."
Zhou Yan said: "Then I have to have a house like this. Why can Su Wanyan have it, but I don't have it? I can't be worse than her."
Li Cuilan laughed, but suddenly, Su Guozhi's surprised voice came from outside the door: "What's going on? So much blood?"
Zhou Yan opened the door and saw that he was covered in dust. There was undisguised disgust in her eyes and she said humiliatedly:
"It's not that you are poor, incompetent, and can't afford to take care of a nanny. My mother slipped while sweeping the floor and the child was lost."
Su Guozhi was shocked. He smelled the strong scent of traditional Chinese medicine floating in the air. Thinking of what the mother and daughter said yesterday,
The son he had been waiting for for half his life was definitely gone after taking the medicine. His heart ached terribly. He raised his dirty hands and wiped his tears. He didn't say much more:
"Have you been sent to the hospital? To avoid anything happening again."
Zhou Yan raked his head, straightened his head and said vigorously:
"Do you have to have money to give it away? The money you gave me is not enough for me to grab two tonics for my mother. I asked you to ask Su Wanyan for money, but you refused. Now that your brother is gone, are you happy?"
Su Guozhi glanced at the weak Li Cuilan through the door frame. After all, he was thinking about the relationship between husband and wife for several years.
Even if he knew that he couldn't spend the five yuan just for a tonic, it wouldn't be easy to expose anything.
"Dad. The clothes I gave you." Su Wanyan understood the situation inside at a glance and walked into the hall.
But as soon as she reached the door, Jiang Liting grabbed her and said with a frown: "We still have to have a child. It would be unlucky if we go in."
"Don't let me hear about feudal superstition."
Su Wanyan shook off Jiang Liting's hand. Even though he was afraid of the blood in that area, he still cared about his father and wanted to step forward to comfort him.
Su Guozhi wiped his tears and quickly stopped him:
"Yanyan, don't come in. I'll clean it up. This is really unlucky."
Su Wanyan paused, and Li Cuilan was furious. Now that she was ready to divorce and find someone else, she naturally couldn't bear it and said:
"Now I think my child is unlucky. If you had some skills and could hire a nanny, this would never happen to you. It's useless. My son-in-law is the director of the factory and I'll let you, an old man, move bricks. Just send me some clothes." Do you feel filial? I’m afraid I’m not a piece of shit that can’t be sold.”
Jiang Liting never admits defeat when quarreling with outsiders. He retorted, "Don't think no one heard what you said yesterday. Did you drop the child or abort it by drinking medicine? Do you still have the nerve to say it?"
Li Cuilan's heart tightened. She was still hoping to rely on Su Guozhi's guilt to keep her healthy. Moreover, she had not found a successor yet, so naturally she could not be kicked out, otherwise accommodation and food would be a problem.
She said in a hurry: "That's just angry talk. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been beaten yesterday. Why would I have to wait until today? Anyway, the child is gone. It's all your fault for not helping. Otherwise, your father can't be away from home every day. I'm pregnant alone." Being pregnant, you have to do everything, how can you not get into trouble?"
Su Wanyan didn't need to speak at all at this time, Jiang Liting helped to argue back:
"Is your daughter crippled or lame? A lot of her age can't be burned or washed. Why don't you blame your daughter for being unfilial?"
Li Cuilan wailed:
"Su Guozhi, did you hear that? This is the way he talks to me. I think your good daughter taught him that."
Su Guozhi mopped the floor and looked at the red-stained mop. His heart was bleeding. His vision was blurred by tears. He could probably feel that the relationship between husband and wife was about to end.
I originally thought that I would have a companion to help each other when I am old and have a headache and fever, but this companion does not want to accompany him in his old age.
He said extremely calmly: "Then what do you want? Just tell me, it's up to you."
Li Cuilan stopped talking, but seeing his dirty look and having to hold back her nausea every night to lie on the same bed with him, she couldn't help but her mind gradually became more alive, and she hesitated:
"When I recover, we will get divorced. During this period, you can't drive us away, mother and daughter. After all, I don't have a child for you."
"Okay." Su Guozhi sighed lightly, his tone was extremely light.
Zhou Yan was originally worried that Su Guozhi would stalk her and ruin a good thing. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Su Wanyan:
When my mother finds a rich old man, then I will be a rich man again. Marrying Brother Hanmu will not be easy. Just wait, Su Wanyan, you will only live worse than me.
