Dr. Chung’s 90s

Chapter 22
Zhou Qin's voice was gentle and powerful, and Zhong Yu followed her strength and walked forward.

As soon as the couple entered the room, Zhou Qin closed the door.

He turned around and came to the closet, looking for clothes and whispering:
"Why are you wasting your time with them? They are all ungrateful people, and talking to them is just a shame."

Zhong Yu looked calm, took a small maza and sat down.

"I just want Uncle Song to clear his mind. He is old and can't see the situation clearly."

She said it carelessly, but Zhou Qin was very concerned.

He directly picked up the skirt and rubbed it on his daughter's body, "The size should be suitable. You can try it on first."

They were staying in the bedroom of Zhou Qin and his wife. Even if no one else was there, Zhong Yu felt uncomfortable.

Quickly folding the dress, he said in a relaxed tone:
"I'll try it again when I go back. The clothes I'm wearing aren't too wet. They'll be dry after a while. I'll wear the dress to work tomorrow."

Zhou Qin doesn't know what her daughter is thinking, as long as she likes the clothes.

"That's up to you, I'll find you a bag to put it in."

Zhong Yu looked at her mother busy with a smile and asked casually: "What happened just now? Why are the father and son still making trouble?"

Zhou Qin smiled mockingly, "Uncle Song has been gritting his teeth these days and Song Botao simply doesn't go home. He just goes to live at Wang Hui's house after work these days. The two of them hang out together without any name or distinction. Don’t listen to the unpleasant things your neighbors say.”

Zhong Yu didn't expect Song Botao to be so insistent, "So Uncle Song compromised?"

Zhou Qin nodded and said with a gloomy expression: "Wang Hui looked at Rourou and her mother was like a shrew. She went straight to our textile factory and grabbed your Uncle Song by the collar and asked Our family doesn’t admit it.”

Zhong Yu asked with a gossipy face, "What happens next, Uncle Song can't stand it anymore?"

Zhou Qin looked at her funny and said helplessly:
"How can you not? Your Uncle Song insists that young people are not sensible and that their parents have the final say in matters of marriage. He doesn't recognize anything else."

Zhong Yu became even more interested when he heard this, "Uncle Song refused to admit it. Isn't Wang Hui's mother out of ideas?"

Zhou Qin couldn't tell others these things. After holding it in for several days, she could finally reveal it all.

"Then you are underestimating the ambition of the people at the lowest level. How will they be willing to let go if their daughter finally gets to be a food supplier? If she can tear off a piece of meat and then throw it away, then it is considered good. Then what is the Wang family going to do? I’m looking for a long-term meal ticket.”

Zhong Yu strongly agrees with her mother's words. Wang Hui is not a good person, and her natal mother is even more ruthless. Song Meiting will suffer big losses in the future, and the days of trouble are still to come.

Zhou Qin continued: "Wang Hui's mother directly shouted that Song Botao forced her daughter, and she wanted to go to the meat factory to catch him and put him in jail."

Zhong Yu clicked his tongue. Uncle Song was so embarrassed by this fuss.

"Wang Hui's mother went there with several strong laborers. How dare you, Uncle Song, let them continue to make trouble? No matter how unhappy you are, you can only hold your nose and admit it, and you have to say that they are in a free love."

Song Bingkun was simply breaking his teeth and swallowing blood. She was a little puzzled.
"It doesn't seem like Song Meiting cares about her brother. Why is she so excited?"

The sarcasm on Zhou Qin's face became even worse, "That's because Wang Hui's mother wants 8000 yuan in gift money, plus 1 yuan for banquets and wedding supplies. The family only has that much money in total, and Song Botao can't afford it." Okay, how much more can Song Meiting get married? In the end, it’s all about money."

After saying this, Zhou Qin became depressed again.

"These two debt collectors have spent all the family's money. What will Cong Chunke do in the future? I was also blind at the beginning. I only saw Song Bingkun caring for the family and protecting the children. I never expected that he only cared about his first child. After all, I am not as good as my original wife. place in his heart."

Zhou Qin simply complained that she had trusted someone wrong and chose the wrong father for her son. As for love and love, she no longer cared about it.

Zhong Yu didn't comment on her mother's complaints. She chose the road by herself. Even if her feet were blistered, she had to grit her teeth and go on.

She took 1000 yuan from her purse and put it in her mother's hand, saying in a gentle voice:
"I just paid you a salary and a pretty generous bonus. I'll give you 1000 yuan to use first."

Zhou Qin looked at the money in her hand with mixed feelings. She smiled and stuffed the money into Zhong Yu's pocket.

"Mom still has money. Your brother and I haven't reached the point where we need your support yet. You have worked hard to earn money, so you should save it. Only when you have money in your pocket will you be able to marry someone in the future."

Zhong Yu smiled and refused, "Just take this money steadily. Now that I can make money, it's time to honor you. Don't worry about me anymore. I don't dare to tell you how much I have. For Congchun Reading I still have the ability to graduate from college, and let this kid return the money to me in the future."

Zhou Qin smiled unconsciously after hearing her daughter's words. After all, she did not reject her daughter's kindness.

"Mom, try not to let him drag you down. If I hadn't been greedy, I would have given birth to you. Now I don't have to worry so much."

Zhong Yu complained rudely:
"Who told you to favor sons over daughters? Unless you think that your son is the one you will rely on for the rest of your life, how can a daughter be as good as a son?"

Zhou Qin said angrily: "Why don't we Congchun? Look how much he protects you. If your son-in-law dares to bully you in the future, Congchun will support you."

Zhong Yu waved his hands quickly, "If I find a man who bullies me, my life will be in vain."

Although the mother-in-law may have disagreements sometimes, they are still close relatives and always care about each other.

Seeing that the time was almost up, it was estimated that the father and son should have calmed down, so Zhou Qin came out with Zhong Yu.

Zhou Qin ignored anyone and walked straight to the kitchen.No matter how unhappy you are, you always have to eat.

It is not easy for my daughter to come here, and it is absolutely impossible for her to go back hungry.

For a married woman, even showing off her temper and submissiveness is a luxury.

Although Zhong Yu now has a decent job, he is not a guest of this family.

Neither Song Bingkun nor Song Meiting treated her as a guest.

Zhong Yu felt more at ease, staying in the kitchen with her mother, helping with the chores, and the two of them were talking and laughing.

After a large table of dishes was put on the table, Song Congchun ran back with a basketball and was covered in sweat.

As soon as he saw Zhong Yu, he walked over and shouted happily:
"Sister, when did you arrive? Did you get caught in the rain?"

Zhong Yu turned his head in disgust, pinched his nose and said:
"Are you wet from the rain or sweat? They all stink."

Song Congchun didn't care what his sister said and deliberately rubbed his wet hair on her face.

"Smell it and see, I smell like a man. How can I be called a man if I don't smell bad?"

Zhong Yu hurriedly hid behind Zhou Qin, and the two siblings were making a fuss.

Song Botao sat on the chair and watched carelessly, and sneered, deliberately teasing his younger brother.

"You don't even have all your hair, but you still have the nerve to say you're a man. Do you know what a real man is?"

Song Congchun looked puzzled. Just as Song Botao was about to continue teasing, Song Bingkun's slap fell down.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you see your two sisters there? You don't act like a serious brother. You'll get angry just by looking at them."

Song Botao knew why his father didn't like him, and he also realized that his words were indeed a bit unmeasured, so he wisely kept his mouth shut.

After looking at his father, I couldn't help but curse in my heart. Although Wang Hui was not worth 8000 yuan, he was the eldest son in the family. It was only natural that he should spend some money on his wedding.

Who told his father not to earn him a house early? If he had a house, he wouldn't fall in love with Wang Hui.

Anyway, there is no turning back now, he still knows how to restrain himself, even if he really makes Lao Song angry to death, he won't be able to do it, and he will stop being angry after thinking about it.

"Dad, I was wrong. Please sit down quickly. Let's eat first."

The father and son were in a stalemate for so many days, but I could never be stronger than his son, and Song Bingkun also accepted his fate.

The father and son had just calmed down here, but Song Meiting didn't like Song Congchun anymore.

"Congchun, you are not young at this age. You will go to junior high school in the second half of the year. Why can't you tell the distance between your relatives? I have been back for so long and you haven't even called me. Who is your real sister? .”

Song Congchun was lying on the table, wolfing down chicken legs. When he heard Song Meiting's words, he said with a smile:
"Sister, as soon as you come back, you angrily ask Dad to settle the score. How can I dare to disturb you?"

Song Meiting was not happy that this little naughty guy was vague and continued to ask:
"I asked you who is your real sister and why did you change the subject? We have the same surname. If you cheat on her, I won't agree."

Zhou Qin felt extremely harsh when she heard what she said, and said angrily:
"What do you mean by cheating? Did you use money to support my son? Did he eat from you?"

Song Meiting said calmly: "It's no use for me to raise him with money. Everything we eat in this house is earned by my father. He's just eating everything in front of outsiders. Aunt Qin, you have to teach him well." Otherwise, this bad boy won’t even know who his ancestor is.”

Zhou Qin sneered, "Your dad is getting old, and the little money he earns is not enough for you two to waste. I provide for my son's food, drink, and education. If you are afraid that he will cheat on you, why don't we separate our families now?" We won’t give away any of my son’s money, and we won’t take any more of what my son doesn’t deserve, as long as you agree?”

Song Meiting rolled her eyes when she heard this, "It stands to reason that it's not impossible for the eldest brother to get married and separate the family. I think..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Bingkun shouted angrily: "When will it be your turn to make the decision in this family? If you want to eat, just shut up and eat. If you don't want to eat, get out immediately."

In the past, Song Meiting would have thrown her chopsticks and left after hearing this, but this time she came here because she wanted to know how much money her family had, so she suppressed her anger and remained silent.

The dinner table was silent for a while, but Zhong Yu's appetite was not affected at all. She even served herself a bowl of soup with considerable appetite.

They all stopped talking, but this meal made my stomach hurt.

After dinner, Zhong Yu wanted to go back to his home. It would be better to go home and lie in bed instead of wasting time here.

Song Bingkun seemed to sense that she wanted to leave, so he cleared his throat and forced a smile.

"Ah Yu, I called you back because someone asked me to be your matchmaker and introduce you to a good match."

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Song Meiting's face became distorted. Her father didn't introduce her to a suitable partner. As expected, every stepmother has a stepfather.

Zhong Yu drank tea calmly, not feeling shy at all, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

(End of this chapter)