Chapter 1087: The human heart is the most lacking
Chapter 1087: The human heart is the most lacking
Chapter 1087: Human hearts are the most inadequate
The leaves don't turn yellow all day long, and the people's hearts don't get cold all day long.
But slowly, as I accumulated enough disappointment, my heart became cold.
No one has to pay anything for others, but you deserve it and I do, it's that simple.
The current Su Lixiu is obviously not worth what Su Changjiang, Zhang Fengxia, or even everyone in the Su family has to pay for.
After Su Changhe's funeral, the villagers and relatives of the Su family all saw the attitude of Su Changjiang, Zhang Fengxia, and the Su family.
The Su family’s big room…
I really don’t want to have anything to do with Su Lixiu anymore.
After Su Changhe's coffin was buried, the red couplets that had been prepared long ago were immediately pasted on the courtyard door of the second room of the Su family.
First couplet: A harmonious family always has spring.
Second line: Harmonious neighbors bring blessings
Hengpi: Heshun Jiaan
After sending away relatives and neighbors, and helping Su Zijie return the borrowed cups, plates, tables, chairs and benches, the people in the Su family's main room returned to the courtyard next door.
The little guy who was lying on the small table drawing heard the sound of the door opening. He raised his head and saw Su Changjiang's slightly tired face. The little guy threw the pen away, stood up suddenly, and walked towards Su Changjiang with his short legs. Go up.
Su Changjiang scooped the little guy into his arms.
In the past three days, because he had to help the second room deal with Su Changhe's death, Su Changjiang left early and came back late every day. When he left in the morning, the little guy was still asleep. When he came back in the evening, the little guy fell asleep again.
"My dear, do you miss grandpa?" Su Changjiang really missed his sweet-smelling and soft little grandson after not holding him in his arms for three days.
"Think about it!" The little guy nodded heavily.
Most of Su Changjiang's fatigue dissipated instantly.
"My dear, do you miss my brother?" Su Qiping, who was afraid of being missed, also asked quickly.
"Think about it!" The little guy looked down at Su Qiping and nodded firmly.
"My dear, do you miss my sister-in-law?" Su Lili also smiled and leaned over.
"I thought about it!" The little guy nodded hurriedly.
Then came Zhang Fengxia, Zhou Xiuqiao...
The whole family was talking and laughing around the little guy.
"Do you want to follow the example of the one next door?" A sharp female voice suddenly came from the next door courtyard.
Everyone in the Su family's main room frowned.
What does it mean to learn from the one next door? !
Why does this sound so awkward! ?
There are many houses in the east end of the village, but they are all separated by a certain distance. Only the Su family's first room and the Su family's second room are separated by a wall.
While several people were wondering why Su Lihong was so crazy, the noise in the courtyard next door became even louder.
"Do you still regard me as your daughter?" Su Lihong was obviously shouting.
"You gave birth to Zijie and Ziyong, but I wasn't yours? They can go to school, but I can only work in the fields. They eat meat, but I can only drink soup."
"Zijie is married to a wife. You are rich. Ziyong is studying. You are also rich. I ask you to take fifty yuan, but you have nothing. Mother, can your heart be any more biased?"
Su Lihong became more and more excited as she talked.
The volume also exploded again and again.
"Your father just passed away... Erni is about to give birth..." Wang Chunmei was probably explaining, because her voice was not loud and the words that came through were intermittently.
"It's not your fault. Back then, Zijie and the sick son of the Shen family were fine, but you insisted on messing with it. Now that they're fine, all the good things have been taken over by the big house." Su Lihong roared angrily.
Shen Zhihuan had a black line on his forehead.
Is it impossible for Sick Yangzi to get through this? !
"Mom, what is a disease?" The little guy blinked his eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan with a look of curiosity on his face.
Facing the little guy's innocent and ignorant face, Shen Zhihuan couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia were a little angry at Su Li's unobstructed mouth, but when the little guy interrupted her, they couldn't help but laugh. All of a sudden, I couldn't bear it anymore.
When the little guy saw everyone laughing, he also clucked his baby teeth in a silly way.
In the courtyard next door, Su Lihong pinched her waist with both hands, looking furious.
Wang Chunmei persuaded softly, but Su Lihong couldn't listen to a word.
"Zijie's wife has married one after another. If you don't say you have no money, it will be my turn to use the money, and you will have no money." Su Lihong glanced at Yang Erni, who was half-bent to clean the yard.
"If you hadn't interfered with the sick Yangzi and Zijie of the Shen family, would we have had to worry about fifty yuan?"
When she thought that Shen Zhihuan spent thousands of yuan a year buying seasonal clothes for Zhou Xiuqiao and Su Lili, Su Lihong felt as if she had fallen into a jar of vinegar.
If her mother hadn't acted like a monster in the first place...
It was the second brother-in-law of the Su family who went to the capital to serve as the city's iron rice bowl.
Does her mother-in-law still dare to make her angry? !
"Lihong, please keep your voice down, it's not good for your uncle, aunt, and second cousin to hear." Wang Chunmei glanced in the direction of the Su family's main room in a panic and warned in a low voice.
"What happened if we heard it? If we didn't break off the engagement with that sick son of the Shen family, how could their eldest brother find out about this?" Su Lihong did not lower her voice at all.
He seemed to be fighting for his life.
Su Lihong really didn't dare to put things aside. After all, Su Ziyu was not someone to be trifled with.
At this moment, all she could think about was the wealth of the Su family's big house and the frustration of her mother not even wanting to give her fifty yuan.
And the frustration that Su Ziyu had suffered at the hands of Su Ziyu since he was a child has long been squeezed out of his mind by those charming eyes of wealth and the suffocating feeling of suffocation.
"Sister, please stop talking." Su Zijie on the side couldn't listen anymore.
The matter of breaking off the engagement was originally because their family felt sorry for Zhihuan. If she continued to be so careless, if she made her second cousin unhappy and caused some discord with Zhihuan...
Su Zijie felt agitated.
Worried that Su Lihong would say something else, he decisively took out his remaining twenty-one dollars and four cents from his pocket and stuffed it into Su Lihong's hand.
"That's all I have."
Su Zijie felt a little lucky.
I was glad that Shen Zhihuan was not with him or married into their family. I was glad that Shen Zhihuan did not have to face a lot of troubles in their family.
Su Lihong spat on her hand and began to count the small pile of neat bills that Su Zijie thrust into her hand.
After counting it three times, I stuffed it into the secret pocket on my waist with satisfaction.
Yang Erni's hand tightened on the broom, and the tight veins could even be seen faintly. After a while, it returned to normal.
"Er Ni, go and have a rest! I'll sweep it." Su Zijie didn't want to look at Su Lihong's greedy face, so he stood up and took the broom from Yang Er Ni's hand.
"Then I'll make dinner. Sister, shall we have dinner at home today?" Yang Erni said calmly.
"No, I have to go back and cook for them!" With the money in hand, Su Lihong felt better.
As he spoke, he had already picked up the leftovers packed for lunch and walked out.
Wang Chunmei looked at Su Lihong's back, which was carrying wind as she walked, and sighed.
"Zijie, don't give her any money in the future."
What kind of temperament does Su Lihong have? Does she, a mother-in-law, still know?
You give her twenty today, and the next time, she dares to ask you for two hundred.
It's okay that the child's father is here and can still take care of her.
Now…
Wang Chunmei sighed.
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