Hello, Mr. Mo

Chapter 1 The Double Seven's Itch
Room 43, Xiangyang Apartment, No. 203, Chengnan District.

Yang Yujuan just came back from get off work at the People's Hospital, closed the wooden door of the room that was not strong, and drew the curtains to block out the morning sun.

Working as a nurse in the inpatient department of internal medicine is not generally tiring, running up and down, and cannot rest all night.

Yang Yujuan took off her coat, revealing her graceful figure.Although she is 36 years old, she looks like a girl in her 20s, a veritable courtyard beauty.

Yang Yujuan didn't know how long she had been asleep when she was awakened by the ringing of the cell phone next to the bed.

Seeing the incoming call from her mobile phone, Yang Yujuan felt a little headache. "What's wrong?" Yang Yujuan pressed the answer button.

"Sister, I haven't paid my salary yet, please lend me 1000 yuan first." The voice of the second brother Yang Wenjing came from the phone.

The second younger brother works in the district waterworks. He is 32 years old and still unmarried, so her parents are very anxious and often call her to ask her to introduce female doctors and nurses from the District People's Hospital to Yang Wenjing.

But Yang Yujuan knew that even though it was a new era, there were people who knew what to say to her.People saw that Yang Wenjing hadn't bought a new house yet, and was living in the staff dormitory of the waterworks.

My parents live in an old factory dormitory with two bedrooms and one living room, which is even older than the Xiangyang apartment.You said, how can the girls in other hospitals like him?
Yang Yujuan had no choice but to ask Yang Wenjing to lower his requirements, as long as he could live without being too picky.

Therefore, Yang Wenjing often invited girls out for dinner, and came to Yang Yujuan to borrow money when he had no money.

It is said to be borrowing money, but Yang Wenjing has borrowed it for so many years and has never paid back a penny.

Thinking of her mother's family, Yang Yujuan's pressure doubled. She didn't know if she didn't sleep well, or she felt that her family's affairs were bothering her. Now her head hurts intermittently.

Her parents used to work in a factory, but after the factory closed down, they didn't even buy pension insurance for them, so they didn't have a pension.

Now Yang Yujuan pays for it herself to buy urban and rural medical insurance for her parents.

Her third younger sister is a teacher in District No. [-] Middle School. She is married and has a child, but she only cares about her own family and seldom cares about her mother's family.

Not to mention Yang Wenjing, who said he was inviting girls to dinner, but in fact, he ate, drank and had fun with some friends, and rarely went home to take care of his parents.Therefore, the affairs of her natal family were all on Yang Yujuan's body.

"Didn't I transfer 1000 yuan to you last week?" Yang Yujuan asked.

"I went back to my parents last week and bought a lot of things for them to spend." Yang Wenjing explained.

Yang Yujuan became angry when she heard this. When she called her mother as a routine last night, her mother also said that he hadn't been home for two weeks. "I'm out of money." Yang Yujuan called out angrily.

"Sister, why don't you lend me 500 yuan. This girl is nice. Although she is a teacher in a suburban elementary school, she lives in the city." Yang Wenjing begged, "If I don't bring my girlfriend home again this year, my parents will probably be sad. gone."

Yang Yujuan couldn't help but feel pain when she heard her parents were sad.Every day when she called her mother, her mother would say that Yang Wenjing didn't have a girlfriend.They are both so old, if they don't get married again, they are afraid that they will not find a wife in the future, and their Yang family has no descendants.

The mother also told her to help her brother no matter what.

Listening to her mother's sad voice, Yang Yujuan felt uncomfortable.

"Okay then, save some money." Yang Yujuan said helplessly.Her husband, Mo Zhicheng, works as a teacher in District Nine Primary School. He doesn't think about making progress, his salary is not high, and their family is not rich.

"Don't worry, I'll save some money. But if I'm too stingy when eating with a girl, she will think I'm stingy and won't date me anymore." Yang Wenjing explained.

Yang Yujuan, who was a little anxious, hung up her mobile phone, got up and opened the door to go to the bathroom, and saw her mother-in-law Liang Ping (husband's mother) standing at the door.

She was half-arched, her head turned to the right, and her ears were facing the door.

"Are you eavesdropping on my phone calls again?" Yang Yujuan was a little annoyed.

"I want to go into your room to see if there are any dirty clothes. I didn't expect you to sleep in it." Liang Ping seemed not to have heard Yang Yujuan's question just now, and she was talking to herself while walking towards the small living room.

Their house is more than 50 square meters, with two bedrooms, two living rooms and one bathroom, so the space is small.

Liang Ping shares a room with Mo Yu, the eldest daughter who is in the second year of junior high school, and the couple shares a room with Mo Li, the youngest daughter who is in kindergarten.

Xiangyang Apartment These houses were built in the 90s, the walls are yellowed, the doors made of fir are old, and there are still some seams in some places.

If Yang Yujuan and the others were on the phone in the room, as long as they were louder, people outside would hear even if the door was closed.

Not long after, Yang Wenjing, who was in the dormitory of the waterworks, saw an extra 500 yuan on WeChat, and immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call: "Qiu Zai, ask some brothers to drink tonight, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home."

"Jingge Hou Sailei (Cantonese: very powerful)." The other party called excitedly.

Seeing that it was past 10 o'clock, Yang Yujuan stopped sleeping and went to the living room to drink some boiled water and prepare to cook.

The only advantage of working the night shift in the hospital is that he can rest the next day. Mo Zhicheng went to school after [-]:[-] in the morning and returned home after [-]:[-].

Since Liang Ping suffered a stroke a few years ago, she can only do some simple housework and cannot cook.

Liang Ping, who was sitting on the small sofa in the living room watching Cantonese opera on TV, stood up and deliberately said, "Oh, it's not good to be a nurse. I often have to work night shifts. I can't take care of my family and children. Zhicheng is busy at school. I was busy at home and lost a lot of weight.”

At first, Yang Yujuan swallowed her anger and didn't want to insult Liang Ping.But Liang Ping continued to babble, as if she was going to talk about her answer.

Yang Yujuan was upset, put the water glass on the table, and said: "Who says I don't care about my family? I will cook lunch and dinner today, and I will pick up Molly in the afternoon. How about you cook and pick up today?" kid?"

Liang Ping was stunned for a moment, but she didn't seem to hear Yang Yujuan's words, so she walked to her small room.

Yang Yujuan took the water glass and sat helplessly on the small sofa.

This mother-in-law has always had opinions on her, saying this and that.

Moreover, Liang Ping's brain is a bit dull, her hearing is good and bad, and it is difficult to communicate with her.

This is not the main problem, the main thing is that Liang Ping always told Mo Zhicheng that she only cares about her natal family and doesn't want their Mo family anymore.

And Mo Zhicheng has a soft personality and soft ears, and Liang Ping still treats him at the age of 40 as a child.As long as Liang Ping said anything, he never refuted it.

Thinking of this man, Yang Yujuan couldn't help sighing.

When others are teachers, he is also a teacher.But they often make up lessons, and they can earn at least tens of thousands of yuan privately in a year, which is more than their salary.

But Mo Zhicheng said that he couldn't do this, and Liang Ping also told him not to make big mistakes because of small things. If he was caught breaking the rules and making up lessons, he would be expelled, and he would pick up the sesame seeds and throw away the watermelon.

Since Yang Yujuan married Mo Zhicheng for 14 years, she has never seen him make up a paid class, and never made extra money for the family.

Many teachers have bought spacious commercial housing, and they still live in the small room of this old-fashioned old apartment. These days are becoming more and more unpleasant... Yang Yujuan became more and more angry when she thought about it, and went to the kitchen to cook.

When washing the dishes, because of Yang Yujuan's anger, the dishes made a "crackling" sound in the dishwashing tray.

At some point, Liang Ping appeared in the small living room again.

While looking at the kitchen, she shook her head: "Even if you are angry, you can't be angry with the bowls and chopsticks. If they are broken, you have to spend money to buy them back."

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