The female supporting role who was deprived of the koi luck in the chronicle

Chapter 179
Zhu Zhicheng smiled at her: "Aunt Liu, I'm Zhicheng."

Aunt Liu smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years." She glanced at Zhu Zhicheng's bedroll, "Is this for your brother's wedding after coming back from the countryside?"

Zhu Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, "Is Zhigao going to get married?"

Aunt Liu smiled: "I heard that it will be soon, and the date will be in the next year."

"It's just that the girl's family asked to buy three rings, and your family agreed, and now they are collecting money everywhere."

Susie blinked. She seemed to have heard someone say that three turns and one sound meant sewing machines, bicycles, watches, and radios.

This is not cheap, it adds up to hundreds of dollars, she couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhicheng.

Zhu Zhicheng also understood something, his face turned pale, "My mother—"

Aunt Liu said: "When I came out, I ran into your mother. I just went back after buying vegetables."

Zhu Zhicheng's voice trembled a little: "My mother, is my mother still in good health?"

Aunt Liu smiled heartily, "It's all right."

"Especially recently, I'm going to marry your younger brother a daughter-in-law. People are in good spirits on happy occasions."

Zhu Zhicheng was a little numb, and stood there listening to Aunt Liu.

"I still have to go shopping. It's already late today, and I won't be able to buy anything in a while."

"Zhicheng, let's go to Auntie's house when I'm free." Aunt Liu said and left.

Zhu Zhicheng was still standing where he was, and the people behind him looked at each other and kept silent.

They all knew that Zhu Zhicheng came back this time because his mother was sick and needed an operation. Zhu Zhicheng came back to give money and to take care of his mother.

The current situation is a bit chilling.

Zhu Zhicheng stood there as if he was sorting out his thoughts. After a while, he turned around and tried to smile at everyone, "Let's go, my house is not far ahead."

They followed Zhu Zhicheng, and when they came to a wooden door with mottled paint, Zhu Zhicheng stopped.

The home I haven't returned to for seven years seems so strange at this moment.

He suddenly didn't have the courage to step through the door.

The wooden door was ajar, and Susie suddenly heard a woman's voice from inside, "I don't know when the boss will send the money back. It's been more than half a month since I wrote this letter, so it's time to send the money back."

Then came a man's voice, "He's just farming in the countryside, so he can't afford so much money."

The woman continued: "What are you worried about? If you can't get it out, he will definitely borrow it."

The man sighed, "I'm afraid it's not easy to borrow such a large amount of money."

"I guess he can borrow one or two hundred yuan at most to send it back."

The woman said: "One or two hundred yuan is better than nothing! If it doesn't work, don't buy sewing machines, just buy watches and bicycles."

"Or, you can write another letter to remind me, saying that I am lying in the hospital waiting for the knife, and ask him to send the money back quickly."

"Zhigao's wedding is coming soon, and when the time comes, if he can't come up with three rings, what will happen to this marriage!"

Standing behind Zhu Zhicheng, Su Qian felt embarrassed and felt worthless for Zhu Zhicheng.

He ate the bran and swallowed vegetables by himself, and sent every penny he saved to his family. The family didn't think about his life or death at all, and sucked his blood and sweat without any scruples.

After hearing Aunt Liu's words, Zhu Zhicheng still had a little fantasy in his heart.

Maybe Mom was sick, but no one told her, and neither did the neighbors.

At this moment, this sliver of fantasy was ruthlessly shattered by his mother.

He thought of the letters one after another from his family, and almost every time he cried about being poor and asking for money.

He sold blood again and again, and then sent money home.

Zhu Zhicheng stared at the wooden door in a daze.

At this time, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman in her 50s or [-]s appeared at the door.

Susie looked at the woman. The woman had fair skin, few wrinkles on her face, and looked energetic.

Seeing Zhu Zhicheng, the woman took a step back as if frightened.

Zhu Zhicheng raised his head slowly, "Mom—"

The muscles on He Lamei's face seemed to be out of control for a while.

It seemed like he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, it looked like he was crying.

In the yard, Zhu Yongqing looked at the door suspiciously, "Who's here?"

He Lamei turned her head, "Yes, it's Zhicheng."

Zhu Yongqing didn't realize who Zhicheng was for a while, and was startled when he walked to the door, "Boss, are you back?"

He reacted faster than He Lamei, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, come into the house."

Zhu Zhicheng stood still, "Dad, I still have a few friends."

Only then did Zhu Yongqing see several people standing behind Zhu Zhicheng, "Are you Zhicheng's friend? Come in, come in and sit down."

Susie was so embarrassed that she wanted to leave immediately, but she had to see that Uncle Liao had settled down.

Several people followed into the yard.

The yard is not big, and there are some sundries piled in it.

Facing it is a row of houses, five rooms big and small, with a main room in the middle, two main rooms and two side rooms, which should be old houses handed down from ancestors.

There is also a red brick house built on one side of the yard, which should be the kitchen.

Zhu Yongqing let a few people into the house, and He Lamei went to make tea.

The two looked at each other, feeling a little apprehensive in their hearts, the boss's face was not quite right, it could be that the words they chatted just now were overheard.

He Lamei was even more flustered. She doesn't look like someone who is seriously ill and needs an operation. What should I do?

Do you want to pretend to be sick?
Did the boss hear it just now?

Zhu Zhicheng put down the bedclothes, and seeing Zhu Yongqing beside him was a little embarrassed, so in order to ease the atmosphere, he said in a familiar way: "Dad, you didn't go to work today?"

Zhu Yongqing said: "What kind of work do you still have? I retired from illness a few years ago, and now I'm working for Zhigao."

After speaking, Zhu Yongqing suddenly noticed something, and turned his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Zhu Zhicheng.

He just remembered that he hadn't told the boss about the top job.

Mainly, it's hard to say.

I am afraid that the boss will have opinions.

Now the work unit is full of carrots and pits. Seeing that the second son has graduated from high school and is idle at home, if he is not given a job, people from the street will come to the house to persuade him to go to the countryside.

The couple agreed to keep their second son by their side for the elderly, and they couldn't let him go to the countryside.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and take a medical retreat.

After retiring, the salary was a little less, but the family has one more person who receives a salary, and life is easier.

I have saved some money in the past few years, so I plan to arrange the marriage of my second son.

Unexpectedly, at this juncture, the eldest son came back.

Zhu Zhicheng lowered his eyes, as if he didn't hear Zhu Yongqing's words.

He Lamei came over with tea, and Zhu Zhicheng stood up, "Mom and Dad, Uncle Liao is here to do something in the capital, and he may have to stay at home for a while." He just wanted to make arrangements for Uncle Liao first, and then talk to his family.

Who knows that He Lamei said in surprise: "Where is there a place to live at home?"

When Zhu Zhicheng heard his mother say this, the disappointment accumulated since he entered the alley could no longer be suppressed, his voice was a little cold, "There are four rooms in the house, why, don't you even have my bedroom?"

(End of this chapter)