Zhao Nianhua was very grateful to Wang Haochuan. She said that Hua Tianlong bought a lot of books and he reduced the time he spent playing games. However, Zhao Nianhua had never seen a son who studied so hard.
"Aunt Hua, I didn't do anything, it was just Tianlong who wanted to work hard."
"Haochuan, let me just say that when making friends, I should make friends like you and Xie Chong. There is a saying that goes well, the person who is close to Zhu is the best. You and Xie Chong are both motivated. If Tianlong is with you, he will also accept you.
Influenced.”
"Aunt Hua, help between friends is mutual. If it weren't for Tianlong's help, I might not even be able to finish high school."
Zhao Nianhua smiled softly: "You are such a good child! You are also a heart-warming child!"
"With elders like you feeling sorry for me, I can't be considered pitiful."
Zhao Nianhua was very happy when she heard that Wang Jingyi was pregnant. She said that Wang Jingyi had suffered a lot, but now that she has a husband and parents-in-law who love her, and a child of her own, her life will definitely get better and better in the future.
Zhao Nianhua bought some maternity products and asked Wang Haochuan to send them to her sister. Wang Haochuan didn't want her to spend money, but Zhao Nianhua bought everything and couldn't return it.
Zhao Nianhua said: "These things are supposed to be prepared by mothers for their daughters. Once pregnant, everyone's focus is on the child, and everyone will think about letting the pregnant woman eat more, which is good for the fetus. However, there is a child in the belly.
, Pregnant women are very uncomfortable, so I bought her some looser clothes, which will be more comfortable for your sister."
"...Aunt Hua, thank you. My aunt is not as considerate as you."
"I have been here before!" Zhao Nianhua said: "I was taken care of in this way, so I know better how to take care of pregnant women."
Zhao Nianhua is right, only those who have been treated gently will know how to treat others gently.
When Wang Yuchun returned home, he saw what Zhao Nianhua had prepared for his daughter and muttered, "There's no need to be so nervous about getting pregnant." But Wang Haochuan could see that he was still a little touched.
Wang Haochuan has sent things to his sister a long time ago. At home, he also has jujubes and slaughtered and vacuum-packed old hens sent by his aunt. Wang Haochuan plans to send them to his sister too, so that she can feel the warmth of his hometown.
Before Wang Haochuan sent it, Wang Yuchun rummaged through the box and found a piece of floral cloth at the bottom of the box. He threw the floral cloth in front of his son and said, "Send it to your sister together and let her make clothes for the child."
The floral cloth was old, but the fabric was still quite comfortable. Wang Haochuan didn't want to send it, so he said, "Grandma Feng doesn't make clothes much anymore. Now everyone buys ready-made clothes. My sister has a big belly, where can you ask her to find a tailor?"
?If you send this piece of cloth to my sister, it will only cause her trouble."
Wang Haochuan made it very clear that his father's gift was perfunctory and insincere.
Wang Yuchun said in a dull voice: "Then go to Xie's house first and ask Xie Ying's grandma to help with it."
"You go!" Wang Haochuan said: "If I go, Grandma Feng will definitely not accept my money."
Wang Yuchun sneered: "Isn't it a good idea not to charge money?"
"Of course it's not good!" Wang Haochuan said sternly: "Grandma Feng has taken enough care of me. She is not in good spirits and she has to bother making clothes for our family. How can we let her do it in vain?"
"Okay, you are more particular than me."
"Where did this piece of fabric come from?" Wang Haochuan tried to recall it for a while and said: "In my impression, our family has never bought cloth, and you and my mother have never made us new clothes."
These words were quite heartbreaking. Wang Yuchun blinked and said, "I originally planned to make a dress for your mother."
…
Wang Yuchun coughed unnaturally and said, "I'm thinking that when you go to college and our family wants to treat guests, your mother must have a decent dress. Otherwise, it will be too cheap."
After hearing these words, Wang Haochuan took a closer look at the piece of floral cloth. The cloth was made of rose red with small purple-white flowers printed on it. It was very suitable to be made into a dress for middle-aged women.
"Who would have thought that your mother suddenly went crazy and lived in a temple and refused to come back. This piece of cloth is useless. Take it and send it to your sister!"
Wang Haochuan suddenly broke out: "You have been married to my mother for more than 20 years, and you have never bought her clothes once!"
"Poor..." Wang Yuchun avoided her son's eyes: "My family is so poor that we can't even spare any spare money, and we owe so much foreign debt. Where can I buy her new clothes?"
"But, ten years ago, Xie Chong's family owed hundreds of thousands in foreign debt, and his father often bought gifts for his mother. After making a little money, Uncle Xie would also buy jewelry for Aunt Wang..." Wang Haochuan said for his mother.
Feeling aggrieved: "Money is secondary, the most important thing is whether you have thought about my mother."
Wang Yuchun's tone became louder: "You are capable, but you can only condemn me! But what have you and your sister done? You two have done nothing, you can only study!"
Wang Yuchun childishly argued with his son about his responsibilities to the family. He forgot that he was the father and he was the one who shouldered the responsibilities of the family.
Wang Haochuan knew that he could not convince his father, so he said: "This piece of cloth should be used to make a skirt for my mother! It should belong to my mother. If you are not sincere, don't give a gift to my sister. Even if you do, she will not give it to her."
Will be happy."
"Okay, you all have the ability, and you don't like the gifts I give you."
His father always deliberately misunderstood his meaning, and Wang Haochuan didn't want to waste any more time with his father. Although just a few days ago, he had made up his mind to no longer have any illusions about his mother, life always surprises him, and a small detail can change his mind.
It was enough to subvert his thoughts and make him instantly soften.
Before going out, Wang Haochuan said to his father: "Dad, when my mother ran away in anger, you broke the boat. If you give the finished dress to my mother, will she... change her mind?"
"Your mother definitely won't!" Wang Yuchun waved her hand and said firmly: "Your mother only has herself in her heart. Can a dress impress her? Impossible!"
"Even so, my mother has been married for more than 20 years and has never worn a decent skirt. Isn't she pathetic?" Wang Haochuan said sadly: "You make money, you can buy wine and cigarettes, although you also
Life is very hard, but you can find ways to comfort yourself and find some sugar from the suffering. But what about my mother? She has nothing."
Wang Yuchun said nothing more. He didn't like his wife, but he couldn't deny that he had treated her badly. Now, even if he wanted to make a skirt for his wife, he couldn't figure out the size. Since his wife stayed in the temple, he could no longer
I have never seen her, but my daughter and son have been working hard for "family reunion".