The child, it seems, is only a few months old. Now the yellow color has faded, the skin is white and tender, and he is sleeping soundly.
If it were the child of a colleague, Ding Wei would have to praise her cuteness no matter what.
But now she just felt dizzy.
Bai Xiujuan also held the child in her arms and showed it to her: "Weiwei, look, this is your brother, how handsome he is! He is much fairer than when you were a child..."
Ding Haiyang was also cheerful. At this moment, he was instructing his confinement sister-in-law to make milk powder for the baby. He also told Ding Wei: "You have just come back. There are many bacteria outside. Wash your hands and clothes, and then come and hug your brother."
Ding Wei was still holding the suitcase and did not move after hearing the words.
Bai Xiujuan felt her daughter's emotions and felt a little uneasy at the moment: "Are you... unhappy?"
Ding Wei closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Mom, I have a younger brother. Why didn't I know about it until now? If I hadn't come back, how long would you plan to keep it a secret?"
Bai Xiujuan felt a little guilty, but soon she said loudly: "What do you mean? If you hadn't been annoying me every day, as for me being pregnant and weak, I had to lie down for two or three months to protect my pregnancy? As for the premature birth of the child, I lied down again
Two months?”
Ding Haiyang said quickly: "What are you talking about? It's so loud that it scares the baby."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Ding Wei and tried his best to speak calmly: "Weiwei, you can't blame us. Your mother had a hard time getting pregnant and suffered countless sins. We don't want you to worry."
If it were Ding Wei who was still in school, she would definitely be worried and happy when she heard this.
But now, she has been working hard in the workplace for ten years.
Ding Wei took a deep breath and asked directly: "Mom, I am thirty-two this year. You gave birth to me when you were eighteen, and you are already fifty this year. Do you know how much danger you will face when you give birth to a child at such an old age?"
Bai Xiujuan was also a little uncomfortable and whispered: "Isn't this okay..."
Ding Wei didn't listen to her, and continued: "Besides, you are fifty this year and your child was just born. By the time he graduates from college, you and my father will be over seventy... Not to mention whether you are sick or not, even if you are healthy,
With your retirement salary, can you afford to support him, let him enjoy the education he deserves, and let his marriage and family have no worries?"
Bai Xiujuan squirmed her lips twice and avoided her eyes, but she didn't say anything.
But Ding Haiyang raised his eyebrows: "Weiwei, what do you mean? You finally have a younger brother. You don't say you are happy, but you open your mouth and say you can't afford to raise him... You are a sister, your younger brother has
You must worry about something!"
Ding Wei laughed angrily: "What should I worry about? I am his sister. What should I worry about? Do you plan to let me take care of his schooling, his food and drink, arrange a job for him, and manage his marriage?"
She originally just asked a question, but as soon as she said this, both parents fell silent.
She felt chilled.
"This is impossible." She refused directly: "Mom, Dad, it is my responsibility to support you, and it is what I am willing to do. As long as it is for you, I will do anything - but my brother, you two should be more sensible.
It’s impossible for him to rely on me all his life? I also have my own life!”
Bai Xiujuan looked at her in a low voice, her eyes weak and full of expectation: "Didn't you say you don't plan to get married? What will you do when you get old? Mom also decided to have another child because of you... You are good
As for him, he will provide for you in your old age from now on, so your parents can rest assured."
What a bullshit brain circuit this is, Ding Wei is simply speechless.
There was unspeakable fatigue in her words: "Mom, sometimes I don't understand whether you love your child or not... You gave birth to him, saying it was for my own good, but you didn't consider that he
Are you willing?"
"Based on this time, you won't be able to do much when he goes to junior high school. When he goes to college, you will be old. If he gets sick, he will still have to take care of you. When you..."
She didn't say the next word, but continued her analysis: "When he finally doesn't have to take care of others, the burden of the family will have to be borne. By then, I will also be old and I will have to take care of him - Mom, why does he
Do you have to bear this?"
"Is it just because you gave birth to him? Do you love me, him, or... just yourselves?"
The whole house was silent.
After a moment, Ding Haiyang suddenly stared at her: "Weiwei, after all, you just don't want to take care of your brother, do you?"
Ding Wei was categorical: "If your 'care' is for me to bear the burden of his life and provide for him to eat, drink, go to school, get married and have children, then to be honest, I just don't want to take care of him."
"Okay... okay..." Ding Haiyang's chest rose and fell, obviously extremely angry: "Get out! Get out! You don't have any tolerance for your own brother. I don't have a cold-blooded and ruthless daughter like you!"
He huffed and puffed: "I shouldn't have let you go to college in another place in the first place. Your heart has gone crazy. You haven't come back home, and your parents haven't been with you. You just do some shabby jobs. You haven't gotten married yet. I
You don’t even dare to raise your head when you go out with your mother..."
"Get out!" he shouted.
Ding Wei's eyes turned red.
At this moment, her heart was cold and angry, painful and sad, and she was suffering terribly.
At this moment, I pulled the box and turned my head——
"Get out of here!"
But when she turned around, she saw the confinement nanny standing hesitantly at the door of the kitchen.
At this moment, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
She turned her head and looked at her crying mother:
"Mom, the monthly nanny costs more than 10,000 yuan now. How many months have you hired her?"
Bai Xiujuan was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "I am too old to take care of the children. I hired a confinement nanny for a year..."
Her voice became quieter and quieter, because Ding Wei's expression became colder and colder.
"So..." She suddenly wanted to laugh: "You used the money I earned from my 'no three no four' to support your son?"
Bai Xiujuan hesitated and said: "No... Mom also has savings..."
Ding Wei shook her head and finally couldn't help it, tears fell one by one: "You retired ten years ago, and your retirement salary was only more than 3,000 yuan because of the troubles. You have to organize parties every month, sing songs, and hang out with the aunts.
Go on a trip. My dad works for 6,000 yuan a month, but today he was cheated when he bought a collection, and tomorrow he was cheated on p2p with venture capital, and a set of fishing equipment costs 10,000 yuan..."
If it weren't for this, how could a girl like Ding Wei, whose parents have both working parents, be so hard-working, working overtime until midnight, unwilling and afraid to think about marriage and family at the age of thirty-two, just for promotion and salary increase?
The more she talked, the more desperate she became: "Where did you get your savings?"
"If you have it, our company gave me the account quota three years ago, but the down payment is only 300,000 yuan, and you can't come up with it..."
