Father Xue sighed softly, "You, if it's a small matter, don't bother him."
"Then since he's here, I have to go take a look at him." Xue Ling frowned and said, "Uncle Zheng and I are both partners and friends for many years. If you don't know, that's it. If you know, how can you not care?"
Father Xue nodded, as if remembering something, and asked: "It happens to be April now. Has he divided your first quarter's money among you?"
"No." Xue Ling shook his head and said: "If he needs it urgently, he will use it first. When he is rich later, he can slowly liquidate it and pay it back to me."
"Yeah." Xue's father said warmly: "You tell him this, so that he can relieve some pressure. When people reach middle age, there are old people above and young people below. He can support such a large family by himself.
Relatives and friends who go abroad occasionally need help, and it’s really not easy for Lao Zheng.”
"I know." Xue Ling smiled bitterly: "Uncle Zheng is just too good..."
Their sweater factory has made a lot of profits in the past few years, and the efficiency is even better than that of a wholesale clothing store. All her money was invested in building a shopping mall, which is a one-time return, and there will be various rents and house sales in the future.
But Uncle Zheng not only owned one factory, but also had another old factory. He was supposed to make a lot of money, but unfortunately he was brought down by a gambling wife and various relatives and friends who helped him.
Mother Xue came over, listened to the general idea, and sighed: "I gave him some Ganoderma lucidum to replenish his body. I heard that his hair suddenly turned white, so eating Ganoderma lucidum and sesame paste is the best. He is only about fifty years old.
Suddenly I lost a lot of hair, and half of my head turned gray. I look much older than your dad. It makes me feel really sad to see him."
Xue Ling stood up and said, "I'll go over and see him."
"Wait!" Mother Xue said, "I just went to the kitchen and asked my aunt to make some omelets for you to make snacks. After eating, I will go over. I will sit down and chat in a while. I may not come back until noon, but don't starve me.
Little grandchildren.”
When Xue Ling heard about the food, she suddenly felt hungry.
"Okay, I'll eat and then go over."
It was not yet time for cooking in the kitchen, and since today was a half-day holiday, most of the workers were eating out. The aunt in the kitchen was very free, so after a few steps, the hot egg pancakes came out of the oven.
Xue Ling ate big mouthfuls and drank tea, feeling very satisfied.
"Slow down!" Xue's mother scolded: "Be careful of burning your mouth!"
Xue Ling smiled bitterly: "I've been eating like this lately. I can't control myself. As soon as I start eating, I can't stop. I almost gobble it up one bite after another."
"It's okay. If you eat more, it should be fine." Xue's father said warmly: "The child in your belly needs more nutrition, so you are right to eat more."
Xue's mother couldn't bear to talk about her anymore, so she helped her daughter to blow on her mouth to avoid burning her mouth.
Although they love to teach, children are the treasures of their parents. As long as it is for her own good, any rules and etiquette can be thrown aside.
After Xue Ling was full, she held her stomach and went to the factory next door.
The sweater factory is not on holiday, the automatic sweater machines are weaving wool, and the workers are coming and going to look after it.
Xue Ling asked about Zheng Sanyuan's whereabouts. Hearing that he was sleeping in the office, he quietly knocked on the door.
Soon, the door opened.
Zheng Sanyuan's face was haggard, he had lost a lot of weight, he was bald in the front, and his hair in the back was all white. His eyes were red, he was wearing a wrinkled white shirt, and he was looking miserable.
Xue Ling was slightly stunned, unable to recognize him for a moment.
Zheng Sanyuan smiled and said warmly: "Ling Ling is here... Hurry! Come in!"
Xue Ling looked at him and couldn't help but blush.
Such a bold and confident man has been tortured like this by life - it really hurts my heart!
Zheng Sanyuan pointed to the office and explained: "I live here recently... it's a bit messy. Come on, sit on this side of the sofa, it's softer."
Xue Ling sniffed and sat on the sofa, looking at him and becoming even more choked up and speechless.
Zheng Sanyuan smiled slightly and said sadly: "I...I'm fine. Your parents must have told you, right? Hey! I came here in a storm, so I have never experienced any storms. Once this wave passes, I'll be fine."
Xue Ling nodded.
Zheng Sanyuan sighed and said: "Ling Ling, I originally planned to call you in the next two days. I misappropriated your share of the first quarter's money. I'm sorry... I'm really embarrassed."
"I'm not lacking, you can use it first." Xue Ling chuckled: "You have to cheer up and take good care of the factory. Are you still worried about not making any money in the future? As you just said, this wave of storm has passed, so it will be fine.
Already."
Zheng Sanyuan smiled, and the corners of his eyes turned slightly red.
"Ling Ling, thank you. You are as kind-hearted as your parents. Your father has also helped me a lot in the past two years, but it's a pity that I...can't make progress. Not only have I not saved any money, but I am now in debt.
.”
Xue Ling couldn't help but frown and asked: "How much do you still owe? Do you need my help?"
"No need." Zheng Sanyuan smiled bitterly: "You have done me a great favor by allowing me to save money. Gambling debt is a big hole, and it can never be filled no matter how much it is filled."
Xue Ling fell silent, unable to ask further questions.
Zheng Sanyuan touched his hair and sighed: "I look ugly and old, right? I don't dare to look in the mirror now."
Xue Ling shook his head, "Fortunately...you will grow old sooner or later, and it's almost time for you to get old."
Zheng Sanyuan laughed and whispered: "It's a pity that I can't accept my old age, otherwise I won't be able to do it. Ling Ling, I always feel tired recently... It's not the kind of physical fatigue. It's the heart... The heart is very tired, very tired
.”
Xue Ling sighed and asked, "How is it now? If you move here, what will happen to your family?"
Zheng Sanyuan whispered: "The oldest of the children is twenty years old and is already studying abroad. The other two are in high school. I applied for accommodation for them and only come home on weekends. The house is a mess, and it is even worse for the children to live there.
It’s better to go out and live.”
"Is your house a mess?" Xue Ling raised an eyebrow and asked, "People are coming to collect debts?"
"More than that." Zheng Sanyuan sighed and explained: "That woman has sold everything that can be sold in the house, and she also plans to sell the house. Now the house is in a mess, and I am too lazy to care about her anymore. She can do whatever she wants.
.”
Xue Linghu asked: "Then you... are hiding here and living here? What do you and your aunt decide to do now?"
Zheng Sanyuan was silent for a moment and whispered: "Ling Ling, if you were someone else, I might not be able to tell the truth. But we have cooperated for many years. Whether I am with your parents or you, we are very close, almost like relatives."
.Let me tell the truth. I-I plan to divorce."
Xue Ling raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Uncle Zheng used to be very obedient to his wife, giving her whatever she asked for and listening to her in everything. Now that he has made such a decision, he is obviously completely heartbroken. Otherwise, a man like him who loves his family and children would never do this.
A decisive plan.
Zheng Sanyuan smiled sadly, "I'm very tired... If I continue like this, I don't know how I can live my life. Ever since I was a few years old, I have been going to the village to carry bricks for a brick factory to earn money to go home and help buy rice.
Vegetables. At that time, my biggest wish every day was to eat a little full and not to be hungry all day and night.”