Chapter 8

There are bits and pieces of things, everyone has a share.

"Don't buy these good things next time. It's a waste of money. We have everything at home." Mother Qiao was reluctant to let her spend money.

Still insisting on talking.

Brother Qiao saw that it was getting late, so he took Qiao away again before giving up.

Brother Qiao went straight to the village, borrowed a bicycle, and personally took Xiaoyao to the county.

"Oh, mother, come and see."

The sister-in-law hurriedly came out of the bedroom, holding a cloth bag with ten dollars in it.

Mother Qiao saw that there was nothing she didn't understand. She turned around and went back to her room. Sure enough, she took out a similar cloth bag with ten yuan in it.

"Xiao Yao left money to us again." The sister-in-law said uneasily, "Then how will she live?"

"Find someone to send the money to her in the next two days."

Joe hasn't ridden a bicycle for a long time.

The buttocks are numb.

When she arrived outside the third brother's house, she jumped down and walked two steps in place.

The eldest brother took her up. The tube building was narrow, there were stoves and coal in the corridor, and there were children running away.

"Three siblings."

"Brother, little one, come in and sit down." When the third sister-in-law saw the two of them, she quickly came over to help take the dried vegetables that Qiao You was holding, and grabbed another heavy bag of flour from the eldest brother's hand with one hand.

"Brother, why do you bring so many things again? We don't have much food at home, but you still bring so much yam powder. Don't bring it next time."

The third sister-in-law asked the eldest brother to put the luggage in the corner.

She quickly went to get hot water from the stove, poured tea for them, and took out the many layers of fruit candies and peanuts in the package from the drawer to share between the two of them.

As soon as Qiao sat down again, he was pestered by the third brother's little girl Bao Ya.

Baoya was only three years old, and when she was most clingy, Joe took another fruit candy, peeled it off, and put it in her mouth for Baoya to lick.

"Thank you, little aunt." Baoya's voice was soft and waxy.

"You're welcome." Joe smiled shyly again.

"Little brother, brother, let's have a meal in the evening before leaving. We'll eat first later. We won't worry about you coming home when the third child comes back. It's already dark." The third sister-in-law said and went into the kitchen to cook, but the eldest brother stopped her. Can't stop it.

Seeing this again, Joe went to help.

Brother Qiao scratched his head and looked at Bao Ya.

in the kitchen.

It was separated from the living room and was not soundproof. The third sister-in-law lowered her voice and asked: "Xiaoyao, mother and eldest brother and sister-in-law are at home, are you okay?"

"No." Qiao shook her head again, but then she remembered something important again: "I want to take mom to see an old Chinese doctor to check her pulse. Sister-in-law, do you know anyone?"

"What's wrong with mother?" The third sister-in-law was very worried.

"It's okay, it's just that my mother is old and I heard people say she is prone to problems. It's better to check her early. Then our whole family will feel the pulse, so as not to turn a minor illness into a serious one." Qiao explained in a low voice.

Although she was afraid of society, when she met the caring eyes of her family, she became less afraid and uncomfortable.

"You are right."

"It happens that your third brother is on vacation in the middle of the month in a few days. Let's go and see him together. My parents actually know an old doctor in the village. He is very capable. It just so happens that I can go back to my parents' place. I will also ask for leave then."

The third sister-in-law Qiao was originally a child of an employee.

Later, before she got married, the two elders gave up their respective positions to their son and daughter. Qiao Sansao inherited her mother's job in the textile factory. She was the same as Qiao. She was a female worker and both worked in the same factory. Otherwise, she would not be here today. There will be no more holidays.

(End of this chapter)

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