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

Chapter 588

He Lamei opened her mouth wide and looked at her beloved youngest son. At this moment, he was like a raging lion, as if he would pounce on her and tear her apart at any moment.

He Lamei burst into tears, and patted the pillow with one hand, "What kind of thing did I raise—"

This made Zhu Zhigao even more furious. He suddenly went crazy, picked up the pillow on the bed and covered He Lamei's face tightly. Quiet, you die, die!"

He Lamei struggled so hard that even the paralyzed side of her body moved. Zhu Bihua, who was sitting outside eating under the eaves, and Zhu Yongqing, who was staring at the ground in a daze outside the door, turned their heads at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Bihua was frightened out of his wits, put down the rice bowl in his hand, and quickly entered the room to pull Zhu Zhigao.

And Zhu Yongqing was sitting at the door watching, motionless.

No matter how hard Zhu Bihua tried, she couldn't pull a crazy Zhu Zhigao away. While trying to pull Zhu Zhigao away with all her strength, she turned her head and called Zhu Yongqing, "Dad, come and help me, Mom is really going to be smothered to death!"

Zhu Yongqing didn't know what he was hesitating for, and he still sat up.

At this time, Liang Juan heard the voice and came out of the house with the child in her arms. Seeing the situation in front of her, she yelled in fright, "Zhigao, stop, stop!"

Although she wished He Lamei would die sooner, she couldn't watch her husband become a murderer!
Zhu Zhigao came back to his senses when he heard his wife's shout, and his hand loosened. Zhu Bihua quickly pulled him away, and then took the pillow off He Lamei's face.

He Lamei's eyes turned white. As soon as the pillow was loosened, she breathed heavily. At that moment, the feeling of suffocation hit her, and she almost thought she was going to die.

Zhu Zhigao was dragged back into the house by Liang Juan. On a hot day, Liang Juan also closed the door leading to the main room.

Only then did Zhu Yongqing get up and enter the room, standing by the bed and looking at He Lamei.

He Lamei took a few deep breaths, and finally recovered a little bit. She looked at her husband by the bed with a mirror in her heart.

The daughter shouted that just now, but the husband just couldn't come over, and now he walked over slowly. He was hoping that his son would kill him!

He Lamei only felt cold from head to toe. After more than [-] years of husband and wife, he actually expected her to die!

For more than 20 years, I have spent all my efforts on my youngest son, but I never thought that my son would kill him in the end.

Her tears flowed out uncontrollably, Zhu Bihua sighed, "Mom, stop making trouble, it will make life difficult for everyone."

He Lamei just shed tears silently.

Seeing that He Lamei was fine, Zhu Bihua began to clean up the broken bowls and chopsticks on the floor.

Zhu Yongqing silently lifted the table and put it away, then went out and sat on the porch.

After cleaning up the room, Zhu Bihua picked up the rice bowl on the chair and continued to eat.

After eating, Zhu Bihua packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, she went in and asked her mother, "Do you want to urinate?"

He Lamei closed her eyes and shook her head, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still wet.

Zhu Bihua sighed, took a towel to wipe her mother's face, and said in a low voice: "Mom, please stop making trouble. Dad and I are tired of serving you every day and cooking and washing. You still make trouble. Who can stand this."

"There's also the second sister-in-law. Let's not talk about whether she is filial or not. It's not easy for her. She takes care of the child by herself, and she doesn't even have anyone to help her."

"Besides, you are also your own granddaughter, my child. If you are so noisy, my child will not be able to sleep well."

He Lamei's eyes suddenly opened, and she stared at Zhu Bihua with a scary expression, "Do you want me to die too?"

Zhu Bihua looked at her speechlessly, and after a long while said calmly: "You are my mother, I will do my duty as long as you live."

She paused, "Brother has already been driven away by you, I—"

Before she finished speaking, He Lamei picked up the pillow that Zhu Zhigao had covered her just now and threw Zhu Bi over, "Go, you go too."

"I know you are impatient to serve me. You will marry sooner or later, and I can't count on you!"

Zhu Bihua was hit in the face by a pillow, she picked up the pillow and patted it a few times, put it on the bed, and then went out.

He Lamei started crying again, but her voice was very low.

Zhu Yongqing sat outside, habitually fumbled for his shirt pocket, and found nothing.

He used to smoke cheap cigarettes that cost eight cents a pack, but now he can't even smoke cheap cigarettes that cost eight cents a pack, so he has to quit.

Zhu Bihua took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhu Yongqing, "Dad, see if there is any fish seller tomorrow. Buy a fish and eat it. The family hasn't eaten meat for a long time. Mom's body also needs some nutrition."

Zhu Yongqing sat on the chair and looked up at her, "Where did you get the money?"

Zhu Bihua said: "The one I borrowed from was the girl who came to me today."

Zhu Yongqing hesitated, "I always have to pay back what I borrowed."

Zhu Bihua said: "I will be assigned after graduation next year, and I will pay it back."

She paused, "From now on, I will give 15 yuan to the family every month. Don't worry about it, just eat something good. Also, Mom's medicine can't be stopped."

She thought it over, she now has [-] in her hand, and it won't be a problem to spend a year.

After a year, she was assigned a job. She is a college student, and she is a national cadre when she comes out. Her salary is also high, 37 yuan. Even if she gives 15 yuan to her family, she can save enough.

Zhu Yongqing put the money in his trouser pocket, and suddenly felt that there was some hope in life again.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Zhu Zhicheng, "It would be great if your elder brother hadn't left at that time."

"Your eldest brother is sincere and will definitely do his best to help the family."

Zhu Bihua was silent for a while, "Where did brother go?"

Zhu Yongqing's mouth squirmed a few times, and said in a low voice: "He said he was going to Hong Kong City, but he didn't know if he went or not."

Zhu Bihua opened his eyes wide, the eldest brother actually went to Hong Kong City?
Zhu Yongqing looked up at the sky, "I don't know how your elder brother is doing now, it would be great if he made a fortune in Hong Kong City."

Now that the reform and opening up is underway, Zhu Yongqing's views have also begun to change. He is not worried about being implicated by his son now. He only hopes that his son will make a fortune and come back to honor the two elders later.

Zhu Bihua lowered his eyes to look at her own father, then turned and went into the kitchen.

That's why the kitchen is quieter.

Not long after, Zhu Zhigao came in with the bowls and chopsticks. He put the bowls and chopsticks on the side of the stove, "Wash the bowls."

Zhu Bihua looked at her brother, and said calmly, "Wash yourself."

Zhu Zhigao stared, "What are you talking about? Why don't you wash the dishes when you're idle at home? I have to cook every day at work, so why don't you just wash the dishes?"

Zhu Bihua was funny, to be honest, it's okay for her to wash a few dishes, but Zhu Zhigao's natural tone made her uncomfortable.

At noon, Zhu Zhigao and the others cooked for them. She helped them to choose and wash the dishes. When Zhu Zhigao came back, he cooked the dishes.

She also watched her second brother work hard, and she helped as much as she could at home during the holidays. Unexpectedly, some people in this world not only don't know how to be grateful, but also feel that you have done too little for him.

Zhu Bihua turned around and went out from the kitchen, too lazy to say anything else.

In short, this family is divided, even the dishes are divided, Zhu Zhigao does not wash the dishes, and there is no bowl for dinner at night, she can't control it.

Zhu Zhigao stared at Zhu Bihua's back, cursed a few words, and had to wash the dishes by himself.

(End of this chapter)