Debt repayment in rebirth space

Chapter 57

It will be a few days before the school starts, but Xiao Yan is thinking about going back to open the shop quickly so that she can pay back the money to her uncle at the end of the month, so she and her grandma went back to Jiangcheng just after the fifteenth day.

Both my uncle and my aunt had already gone to Jiangcheng on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. They both started work on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. They left two days in advance and went to Jiangcheng to rest for half a day to get ready to start work.

The grandfather and grandson first returned to Xie Binglan's new home, Zhao Fen wiped down the house as soon as she got back and put down her things, Xiao Yan wiped most of her hands and feet quickly, in case grandma was tired.

Zhao Fen sat on the sofa, drank the water brought to her by her granddaughter, and felt relieved: "Yanzi, grandma is not tired, and Lanzi's house is easier to clean than ours. It can be sour for a long time, but here is different, just wipe the floor and the cabinet, and it will be shiny immediately!" There is no need to twist the spider web here.

She thinks the most amazing thing is that she doesn't suffer from dizziness and dark eyes after cleaning, which she had to suffer from every time she did cleaning before.She felt that after coming to Jiangcheng, her body seemed to recover?
Even though this is what she said, Xiao Yan also knew that this room did not require much effort, but she still locked herself in the bathroom, flashed into the space and took out two cans of orange juice.

Zhao Fen held the small wooden jar and felt very strange: "Yanzi, what is this? The packaging is so beautiful!"

"It's freshly brewed orange juice, try it." Xiao Yan also took a can to study, and recently she always sold it back to the space as soon as there was juice brewed, and she hadn't tasted anything yet.

There is a small cork in the opening of the small wooden can, similar to Coke, just remove the cork.

Zhao Fen felt that it was inconvenient to just drink, so she washed two glasses and poured orange juice into the glasses.She took a sip, then couldn't help but take a second sip.

"Sweet!" Zhao Fen took a look at the orange juice in the glass and praised, "Yanzi, it tastes better than the peach juice you gave me before, it tastes fresher and sweeter!"

Xiao Yan took a sip, and felt that the sweet and sweet drink was very comfortable: "That's right, grandma, you should drink more, this fresh juice is good for your health."

When Zhao Fen heard her granddaughter say this, she took another big sip and sipped the remaining half of the glass.

Zhao Fen looked at the bright room, looked at the furnishings, and pressed the sofa on which he was sitting, looking at everything carefully.She just sighed in her heart, she never thought of coming to Jiangcheng from the village, these days are already comfortable and good days for her, although the debt is still owed, but it is not impossible to see the end.

Thinking about this time in previous years, what she still worries about is whether there will be enough food for the coming year, whether Zhicheng will go to the ground to dry it, whether the weather will be good this year, whether the crops will grow well, and whether they can be sold at a good price. Generally speaking, it depends on the weather. .

She turned her head and looked at her juicy granddaughter, she felt so happy!She is most worried about her youngest son and daughter. She used to look at her black and thin, and pointed out that she would be fine without serious illness. How could she dare to expect to be so beautiful?Now she is not only beautiful, but also capable.

Zhao Fen's heart was filled with happiness.

Drinking orange juice, Xiao Yan turned on the TV for grandma to watch. Grandma likes to watch war movies, so she tuned a few channels for her to choose.

Zhao Fen asked Xiao Yan while watching TV: "Yanzi, will you still be a tutor next semester?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "I'm still doing it. I will teach Zhang Jiajie one month before the college entrance examination."

Zhao Fen said "Oh": "That kid looks good, he's a very good boy, his eyes are lively, his nose is high, and his eyebrows look like someone who has accomplished a lot."

Xiao Yan thought it was funny: "Grandma, you only saw him once, and you knew it?"

Zhao Fen nodded her granddaughter's cheek: "You! Although grandma hasn't been out of the village very much, the village has produced some talents! Look at those rich and powerful people, which one doesn't have aura eyes?" Having said that, she thought of her grandson again, and sighed, "It's impossible to be as talented as our family."

Xiao Yan didn't expect that grandma would start to feel sorry for herself, so she quickly changed the subject: "Grandma, you should rest at home tomorrow, and I will open the shop."

Zhao Fen took another sip of orange juice: "Why are you resting? I'm in good health now. I won't rest for a day today. I'll open the shop tomorrow." She was really not tired, but she used to feel tired a lot. After coming to Jiangcheng, she probably drank With more juices and so on from Yanzi, the body seems to be more alive and younger.

Xiao Yan didn't refute. Grandma's temperament is just like this. Going to the store is not very tiring. There should not be many students these days, so she is not afraid of tiring grandma.

"It's you, when do you want to start teaching Zhang Jiajie?" Zhao Fen continued the topic, "Teach people well, it looks like a good boy, the education is really good, the family must be full of well-educated people. Also, Don't get tired either."

"Grandma who will." Xiao Yan only met Zhang Jiajie's mother, but never met his father, nor heard him mention it.

It was the first time Zhang Jiajie saw his mother throwing dishes hysterically.

From childhood to adulthood, every time his father made her suffer any grievances, she just endured it silently, and secretly went back to the room to wipe her tears.

In his memory, he saw the back of countless mothers wiping tears—mopping the floor with tears, washing dishes with tears, cooking with tears... He used to hate his father who made his mother wipe his tears, and wished he could kill him, kill him. He won't go home at night!
He once tried to find all the medicine bottles at home, and arranged them in several large rows on his small desk, and then found the wine his father often drank, and then took out one pill from each bottle and threw them into the wine... As a result, the color of the bottle of wine changed completely. Finally, when his father beat him with a belt and asked him why he did this, he held back his tears and stared at his father fiercely and said——

"You bully mom, I will poison you to death!"

His father stopped, laughed and cried for a while, and then ignored him.

He started to fight non-stop at school, and every time he called his parents, he was told to call him dad, and every time his dad went to school to pick him up, he didn't talk to him every time.

He knew that his father felt ashamed, and he was the one who wanted to shame him.

Later, he got used to his father being away for many years, until his father brought that woman back during Chinese New Year.

Unlike my own mother, the woman was young, beautiful, and well-dressed.

His mother started throwing dishes hysterically.

The Sichuan character lines on the forehead of this plainly dressed woman with a sad face were tangled up, and tears flowed down her nasolabial folds into her neck.

She shouted in a trembling voice: "Zhang Hai! You want to let this bitch in! Wait until I'm dead!"

Looking at her face and hearing her voice, Zhang Hai felt annoyed.

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth: "Aunt, please don't be like this? Brother Hai will be unhappy when he hears it."

Zhang Jiajie inexplicably thought of the bottle of medicated wine when he was a child.

He just walked over and smiled and said to Dad: "Do you remember that bottle of wine I got you when I was a child?"

The muscles on Zhang Hai's face twitched.

Zhang Jiajie interpreted his father's expression as his father was old and the flesh on his face was loose, that's why he danced so hard.

Then he went on to say: "This one looks older than I am... I have no objection to living in, maybe one day I will think about bartending again? Does she like drinking?"

The woman didn't know that there was an allusion to what Zhang Jiajie said, so she sat casually on the sofa in his house, pretending to be a veteran at banquets, and said, "Little boy, it's better to have some cocktails, but I also I can drink whiskey with you once in a while!"

In the end, his father took the woman out. Although the woman seemed unwilling to end up in this situation today, she was still in front of his mother, and the woman still kindly took his father's hand.

Not long after, he saw his mother sweeping the glass shards on the ground wiping away her tears.

On the morning of the second day of the new year.

He walked over to grab his mother's broom: "Mom, don't sweep it."

Wu Jing pushed his hand away: "You let mom sweep it, don't panic."

He hugged his mother gently, went back to the room and stared at a small piece of paper on the table in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but the sweeping sound outside stopped.

Wu Jing wiped her tears and walked up the stairs to her son's room. She saw her son staring at a small piece of paper in a daze.

She was also in a daze, and her son didn't seem to notice that she was at the door of the room. After looking at it for a while, she sighed: "This house, it's fine if you leave, it's just at the expense of others." She saw the name on the small piece of paper. word.

Only then did Zhang Jiajie come back to his senses, looking at the woman at the door with her hair combed back into a bun at the back of her head, the ashes in her heart were swept away: "Mom, what are you talking about, I'll go Where? This is my home, I'm not going anywhere."

He once hated his mother's cowardice, but later he stopped hating it, he knew that his mother was all for him.

Wu Jing stood by the door: "May I go in and sit down, Mom?" When her son grew up, she seldom entered his room.

Zhang Jiajie laughed: "Mom, what's wrong with you? What are you asking, just come in and sit down." He pointed to the sofa at the end of the bed, "You sit there first, the sofa over there is occupied by papers, and I haven't had time to clean it up yet."

Wu Jing quietly walked to the sofa at the end of the bed and sat down, looking at the piles of papers on the big sofa directly opposite: "So many papers? Are they all finished?"

Zhang Jiajie glanced at it and said, "It's all English papers. After finishing it, I circled some things I don't understand."

"Ms. Xiao, when does the class start?" she asked.

Zhang Jiajie smiled: "As soon as she starts school, the class will start immediately. Today, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, she said that the class will start on the [-]th day of the lunar calendar." This is the first time he has met someone who likes to use the lunar calendar to tell the time.

Wu Jing nodded with satisfaction: "If you don't understand, remember to ask Teacher Xiao. I think she teaches very well. Your English has improved very quickly. Last time the parent meeting, your class teacher praised you with me." The son was upbeat It made Wu Jing calm down, and she couldn't help wiping away her tears, "Son, if it weren't for you, Mom wouldn't know where she is now." If she didn't want to prevent people from bullying her son, she Long gone.For the sake of her son, she had to guard the family and the house.

Zhang Jiajie's heart sank. From childhood to adulthood, he heard his mother say this to him countless times. When he was a child, he didn't understand. He always asked his mother where she would go if she wasn't here. When he grew up, he understood that his mother was born. He wanted to die countless times.

He said weakly: "Mom, when I grow up, I can take care of myself. I won't starve to death... You might as well leave him." What is the reason for living so tired?
But Wu Jing suddenly raised her head and sternly said to him: "Just concentrate on reading your book well!"

Then he stood up abruptly and left his son's room quickly.

Zhang Jiajie shrugged indifferently, and stared at the piece of paper in front of him in a daze.

It was a train ticket, the date was this morning, and the place was Jiangcheng-An Xiang.

He turned the back and wrote a line——

I want to set off fireworks with you
As a result, he didn't have to wait until the twentieth of the lunar calendar, and when he was wandering around the school on the nineteenth of the lunar calendar, he saw Xiao Yan opening a shop.

Xiao Yan was talking on the phone at that time, Xie Binglan said to her on the other end of the phone: "Yanzi, I wanted to find you today, but I have something to do here, so I will tell you directly, my mother has returned to China .”

(End of this chapter)