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Chapter 273 Zhao Family
Zhao Xuerong's family lives in Binhai Ronghua Community.

This community is almost thirty years old, with outdated facilities, mottled walls, and only seven stories high buildings. There are only five houses in the entire community.

But this seemingly shabby house is not simple at all after entering the house.

Although the decoration is a bit old, it was definitely the most fashionable decoration in the 1980s and 1990s. The indoor area is more than 130 square meters, and because there is no public area, it feels very large.

Of course, the most important thing is this house. Her family didn’t spend a penny on it because it was a welfare house issued by the government.

Zhao Xuerong's father, Zhao Xuyang, works in the Transportation Bureau, and her mother, Qian Sihui, works in the Audit Bureau.

And this Ronghua Community is the welfare housing of the Transportation Bureau.

So Zhao Xuerong never suffered any hardship from childhood to adulthood. She was spoiled by her whole family and could be said to be a real princess.

They were also the first people to use refrigerators and washing machines.

After all, Binhai is a coastal city. In the 1970s and 1980s, there were a lot of smuggled goods here, and it entered the technological age earlier than the inland areas.

So the old electrical appliances in Zhao Xuerong’s home were all big foreign brands in the past.

But the person in this family who has the best relationship with Zhao Xuerong is her younger brother Zhao Yongjun.

I don’t know whether Zhao Xuerong’s parents favor girls over boys, or they think boys should be raised in poverty.

In short, Zhao Xuerong's parents were very obedient to her since childhood, but they were strict with Zhao Yongjun and beat him with sticks.

Zhao Yongjun is not stupid either. He knows that his sister's words are useful in this family, so he has been close to Zhao Xuerong since he was a child. He looks for his sister when he makes mistakes and when he encounters problems. In short, his sister is his amulet.

As for Zhao Xuerong, she naturally had nothing to say about her little brother. She was very much like an older sister. She thought of her brother first when there was something delicious or fun. She had nothing to say about her brother, and the two siblings loved each other very much.

Therefore, the person who was most saddened by Zhao Xuerong's death was Zhao Yongjun.

The originally lively and cheerful Zhao Yongjun became taciturn and gloomy and violent. In the few months before her death, he had already had several conflicts with others.

Zhao Xuerong walked towards the balcony, where her mother was sitting again, staring blankly at the downstairs.

She knew why her mother was like this.

Because since she was a child, her mother watched her play with other children downstairs, watched her go to and from school, watched her come back from other places, and even watched her go to and from get off work every day...

So Zhao Xuerong developed a habit of looking up at the window and waving every day whether she was going out or coming back.

So Qian Sihui looked downstairs, expecting her daughter to suddenly appear one day, smiling again and waving her arms excitedly at her.

but……

Expectations are just expectations, not reality.

Staring downstairs has become a habit for her.

"Sihui, I'm going downstairs to buy groceries. Do you want to come with me?" Zhao Xuyang walked out of the kitchen.

The old man didn't look sad at all, as if his daughter had never died. He continued doing the same things every day as usual.

Zhao Xuerong waved her fist angrily. She wanted them to be sad about her death, but she also didn't want them to be sad about her death. In short, she herself was actually very conflicted and entangled...

Zhao Xuyang didn't get an answer from his wife, nor did he care. He just took a plastic bag from the shoe cabinet and went downstairs.

Zhao Xuerong thought about it and followed him out the door.

In fact, Zhao Xuerong has no other strengths except for her good looks.

When she was young, she learned painting, ballet, piano, swimming, and chess...

Then she was not good at anything, including studying. In short, she was actually a very mediocre girl.

But this mediocre girl is the apple of her parents' eyes. Her parents, grandparents and grandparents have spoiled her since she was a child. To put it bluntly, she grew up in a honey pot.

Her father Zhao Xuyang would pick her up and drop her off at all the cram schools she attended.

He works at the Transportation Bureau, but that never stops him from picking her up and dropping her off at various extracurricular classes every day. Those who understand will understand.

First I carried him while walking, then I pulled him while walking, then I slowly chased him while walking, and finally I just followed him while walking… Because there was no elevator in the old neighborhood, we had to go down the stairs one by one.

Zhao Xuerong, who was held in his arms and hugged her father's neck, always felt that the stairs were so long and so big...

As she grew up, her father always held her hand tightly and kept reminding her to be careful with her steps...

Then, her father would remind her to go down the stairs one by one, not to jump or skip, and that life is long, so don’t rush…

Later, she walked in front and he followed behind, just walking down the stairs in silence...

……

Zhao Xuerong followed Zhao Xuyang's example, put her hands behind her back, and followed silently behind him.

If you don't know how to cherish what you have when you are alive, you will regret it after you die.

She regretted now, regretting why she didn't talk to him more and didn't walk with him holding his arm...

She was a little conflicted about whether to reveal herself, but was afraid of scaring him.

He has a bad heart and they were in the stairwell, so if he was scared to death, it would be too late for him to regret.

So Zhao Xuerong followed him downstairs and out of the community.

"Old Zhao, go buy some groceries..."

"Old Zhao, come over and play the next round later..."

"Lao Zhao, where's your sister-in-law? Well, you can take her out for a walk. It's not good for her to stay at home all the time..."

"Lao Zhao, let's go out and drink together tonight..."

"Old Zhao, didn't you ask me to find a date for your son last time? When can we arrange a meeting?..."

……

There were familiar faces everywhere along the way. Zhao Xuyang either stopped or waved, responding to everyone one by one.

Zhao Xuerong found that she seemed to have never understood her father.

In the past, she always impatiently urged him to walk faster, but it turned out that he knew so many people.

Zhao Xuyang walked into the vegetable market carrying a plastic bag.

The nearby vegetable market is also very old. Although it has been renovated in the middle, it still looks dim and cramped, with stalls next to each other, very crowded, and a fishy smell in the air.

In the past, she would never come here. She would go to the supermarket in the mall to buy groceries.

Zhao Xuyang stopped in front of the fish stall for a long time, asking about the price, whether the fish were fresh, and finally whether they were farmed or wild. In short, he asked a lot of questions, but in the end, he didn't buy any.

"The fish is good, but no one in my family likes it," he said finally.

He was wrong. It was not that there was no one in the family who liked to eat fish, but that the person who loved to eat fish was no longer around. Zhao Xuerong liked to eat fish very much, especially Qian Sihui's braised fish.

Zhao Xuyang wandered around the vegetable market for a long time, but only bought three dishes, one meat and two vegetables. Then he put his hands behind his back and walked home leisurely.

The sun fell on his back. The straight spine in my memory had become hunched without knowing when. His originally jet-black hair had also turned gray and sparse...

In her memory, her father was tall and big, and she always had to look up to see him, but now she suddenly realized that he was so short and thin...

It was already noon and there were not many people on the road back. Zhao Xuyang was walking alone on the road carrying a bag, looking particularly lonely.

After entering the residential area, Zhao Xuyang seemed to remember something and subconsciously looked up.

Sure enough, Qian Sihui was still sitting on the balcony looking downstairs.

Just as Zhao Xuyang was about to raise his hand and wave, someone grabbed his arm from behind...

PS: One chapter is still to go~
(End of this chapter)