Mrs. Si and Song Meiyun went to Si Qiuju's house together.

The house where the fifth aunt and her family live was allocated by the fifth uncle's work unit. It was originally a single room and has just been converted into a suite.

The bedroom was a small kang, and Si Qiuju and her mother-in-law slept on the kang together.

The living room is relatively large, but the reception area is small, with a three-person sofa and coffee table.

Next to the door and window is the office desk, which is made of very traditional red lacquered wood and comes standard with a wooden chair of the same style.

In the back area of ​​the living room, there are two single beds placed against the left and right walls. There are no bedside tables and there is also a writing desk with mottled red paint.

The chair here is made of metal pipes. The chair cushion is filled with sponge, one side is red artificial leather, and the other side is composite board.

It can also be retracted and retracted. Once you pick it up, the chair cushion will be retracted.

Moreover, the seat cushion can be flipped on both sides, keeping it warm in winter and cool in summer.

This is the "bedroom" of Mao Yiming and his son Mao Yuanchao.

When you go to bed at night, you pull up the curtain and separate the bedroom space.

During the day, the beds are neatly folded and the curtains are opened, making the entire living room look large and bright.

"Mom, grandma, who do you think is coming?"

When Mao Yuanchao's excited voice came in from outside, Si Qiuju sat on the back kang with her mother-in-law, wiping away tears.

Mrs. Mao suffered from severe abdominal pain. She would sit and lie down sometimes, and she was also very haggard from the pain.

Si Qiuju heard the sound, opened half of the white bedroom door curtain, and came out.

"Mom! Aunt Song, why are you here?" Si Qiuju was somewhat surprised.

But when he saw his son clearing the way in front, he immediately reacted and scolded:

"You kid, why are you still going around to promote it?"

Mao Yuanchao had no time to pay attention to his mother and hurriedly went to the back bedroom.

Si Qiuju was entertaining guests in the living room when she heard her son say in the back room:

"Grandma, I've borrowed money, let's go to the provincial capital right now!"

Si Qiuju's scalp suddenly exploded!

My husband is a very strong man and has never asked for a loan.

He also cherishes feathers very much and is afraid that because of money, he will get involved in things he shouldn't get involved with.

Moreover, he now holds a high position of authority in Yuanmeng County, so he must be cautious in everything he does.

Who is Mrs. Si?

One look at Si Qiuju's expression and you can tell what she is worried about.

She put the basket on the coffee table and said:

"It's more important to save people. Forget about all those vain worries!"

"Yi Ming is back, I'm here to tell him, in case you don't understand."

"You guys who work in the workplace have a lot of peace of mind, but you can't insist on hanging out with your old mother, right?"

"People are alive and carrots are growing. There are always more solutions than difficulties."

Song Meiyun also hurriedly joined in to speak for her son:

"My family, Xiaofu and Lige, are thinking of your family, Yiming, for helping them."

"Xiaofu's father passed away suddenly, leaving us orphans and widowed mothers, alas!"

Having said this, Song Meiyun's eyes turned slightly red.

"Now, your family is in need. Lige just made some money some time ago, so it's appropriate to help."

"Qiu Ju, don't refuse, it's more important to take your mother-in-law to Longcheng to see a doctor!"

You two mothers, you and I gave Si Qiuju some relief, convinced her to accept the money and take people to see a doctor as soon as possible.

Si Qiuju was heartbroken when she heard this, and kept wiping away tears.

Song Meiyun took out a pack of "brown sugar" from the basket and said:

"There are 20,000 yuan here. You can use it first. If you need anything, call Li Ge's office and we will send it to you."

Si Qiuju took the money while swallowing and thanked:

"Aunt Song, your family's great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten by Yiming and me!"

Mrs. Si suddenly said from the side: "Just remember to pay back the money."

The air froze instantly.

Old Mrs. Mao, who had just come out of the bedroom, was obviously stunned. 20,000 yuan required Si Qiuju and his wife to save several years of salary!

When Mrs. Si and Mrs. Si saw Mrs. Mao coming out with the support of Mao Yuanchao, they quickly stood up and went to greet them:

"Sister, you are not feeling well, why did you come out?"

Mrs. Mao had obviously tidied herself up a little, her clothes were neat and her bun was not messy at all.

But his sallow face had obvious wrinkles, bruises under his eyes, and blue and white lips.

Come to think of it, I have been suffering from abdominal pain these days and can't sleep at night.

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter, I just have a little stomachache, sit down, sit down quickly!"

Mrs. Si and Song Meiyun looked at each other, feeling uncomfortable in their hearts.

Mrs. Mao also sat down on the chair, letting the guests sit on the sofa, and sighed:

"As people get older, they tend to get sick and have pain. It's not a big deal."

"It's just that it drags down the children. I am so busy with work and have to take care of me."

"It's enough to live to be sixty!"

Mrs. Si didn’t like hearing this and said:

"Hey, then I am already sixty years old, should I die?"

Mrs. Mao hurriedly explained: "Sister, that's not what I meant, I meant..."

"Stop it! You can't say you've had enough. Can life be as difficult as it was before?"

Mrs. Si sighed and continued:

"Back then, I kept you two down, but I didn't ask you to tell me that life is enough."

"It is better to live than to die. Now that Yiming has achieved success, you should enjoy this happiness!"

"Besides, you don't want to watch Yuan Chao get a wife? Look at me, I have a house full of children and grandchildren!"

"My little Ping An learned to stand up yesterday!"

"Xiao Yuanman has learned how to do it a long time ago. Gulu, Gulu, every turn is accurate, just like that carp. I will be a good young man in martial arts in the future."

"Think about it in the future. When Yuan Chao gets married in two years, I will give birth to a big fat boy for you. How exciting will this day be?"

Mrs. Si chatted, poured chicken soup, and looked forward to the rich chicken soup in the future.

The folds on Old Mrs. Mao's face seemed to have been ironed open, and there was fire in her eyes.

Her life has been quite tortuous.

When she was young, her family was poor. In order to find a wife for her brother and younger brother, her father sold her and she became a concubine for the landlord's family.

Later, when the new society came into being, there was a fight among landlords, and the old landlord was killed in the fight.

Mrs. Si saved the lives of Mao Yiming and her son on the grounds that her younger wife was also an involuntary victim.

After that, Mao Yiming changed his surname and lived with his mother.

Mao Yiming and his mother became poor peasants of the proletariat, no longer landlords with bad status.

Mrs. Mao worked hard to pull Mao Yiming, but in fact, she never thought that he could be so promising.

At that time, she just hoped that her son could grow up safely.

Mao Yiming is her greatest pride in her life!

Before, she never thought that she could turn over.

…

"Okay, I've said everything that needs to be said. As for the money, I'll leave it to you first. I'll hurry up and go to Longcheng to see a doctor tomorrow."

As Mrs. Si spoke, she picked up the basket at her feet and put it on the coffee table.

She didn't take out the bag of "brown sugar", but it was much higher than Song Meiyun's.

Everyone is here to send money for emergency relief, and 20,000 yuan is already a lot!

Although she has 50,000, she has more than Song Meiyun after all.
To be continued...