binnovel Chapter 113 The Unloved Woman (1)
Chapter 113 The Unloved Woman (1)
"Are you out of your mind? How could your most unforgettable memory be a contest with your deskmate to eat giant clams?! You ate a ton of them in one go, how come you didn't die from overeating?!"
"Ahhh, Mom, please stop hitting me! Didn't it say at the end that it was a dream? I didn't actually eat it..."
"Look at you, so pathetic, dreaming of eating big-nosed bastards..."
"Look at the score you got on the test. Is it worth all the money I spent on tutoring you?"
……
"Do you have someone outside?"
"I've said it dozens of times, no, no!"
"Why didn't you touch me last night even after I did all that?"
"I've been working overtime for half a month straight. Can't I be tired?"
"Pah! I bet you're having an affair!"
"Yes, I'm seeing someone else, okay?"
"Waaaaah, I knew it! You bastard, let's break up!"
……
"Nijo."
Thirty thousand.
"It's burnt! Pay up, pay up, hahaha..."
Splash, splash...
……
"To save my beloved Li Lang, I left my home; who would have thought I'd become the top scholar in the imperial examination? The top scholar wears a red robe, with palace flowers in his hat—how wonderful, how fresh and new..."
Su Dingding opened her eyes and found herself sitting on the sofa, still folding clothes in her hands, but she was too tired to move and had fallen asleep.
My ears were filled with the sounds of my neighbors upstairs, downstairs, left, and right.
Even with the window closed, she could still hear it.
This apartment is full of renters; the rooms are very small and the soundproofing is terrible.
There's a passageway outside the window, so the lighting is poor; even during the day, the lights inside have to be on.
Su Dingding bit her lip and frowned. This kind of living environment could drive someone crazy.
Because the space is small and there are a lot of things, the cramped space is piled up everywhere, making it messy and annoying to look at.
Su Dingding walked out of the house and happened to see a man taking a shower in the courtyard downstairs.
He was wearing boxer briefs when he poured a basin of water over his head and then picked up a towel to start wiping himself.
Even when women walked by, they all tacitly pretended that no one saw the other.
Su Dingding then realized something: there was no bathroom or kitchen in the house.
She turned around and saw that the arguing couple had started fighting. The woman's shrill cries were piercing, and several elderly men and women who were playing mahjong went over to try and break up the fight.
The mother upstairs, who was scolding her son, leaned down and shouted, "Can you two stop this nonsense? All you do is act like you're dying to be in love or you're arguing like crazy. It's so annoying! My son can't even do his homework!"
The young couple rushed out of the room and craned their necks to look up at the building from the narrow hallway. "If you find it annoying, just move out! You're always yelling at the child; you'll turn him into an idiot sooner or later!"
The argument between the people upstairs and downstairs started quite heatedly.
"It's so lively!" Su Dingding pulled out some melon seeds. "Gangzi, was the original owner usually like them?"
[Host, it's a long story...]
The original owner's name was Wang Qifang, and her parents were both native farmers.
She has five siblings; she is the eldest, with two younger sisters and two younger brothers.
She dropped out of junior high school to work, where she met her current husband at a clothing factory, and they got married in less than a year.
After getting married, she gave birth to a daughter as her first child, and then a son the following year. Both children were raised by her grandmother in the countryside.
The couple worked in the city and had seen some of the world.
After their child started elementary school, they decided to bring him to the city, hoping for a better school environment. Their lives were already set, and their only hope rested on their child.
Although the place they lived in was not very nice, at least the family was reunited.
Wang Qifang is a worrier; she has to worry about her husband's family, her own family, and her own little family.
Besides going to work every day, she also has to do housework, wash clothes, cook, pick up and drop off her children, and help them with their homework.
When my husband Zhao Jiadong comes home, he just eats and plays games. Apart from handing over his monthly salary of over 6,000 yuan, he basically doesn't care about anything else.
The couple often argued over trivial matters. Zhao Jiadong would become violent when drunk and would threaten divorce at the drop of a hat. Wang Qifang would only cry in grievance, but she endured it all for the sake of giving her child a complete family.
The two children, Zhao Xinrui and Zhao Zirui, were also troublesome. The older sister was sensible but had poor grades; the younger brother was a good student but was spoiled and often caused trouble at school. Every time the teacher called the parents, it was Wang Qifang who went to the school to apologize and make compensation.
Her mother was hospitalized for surgery and needed her to go back to take care of her. Her younger siblings said they would pay for it, but it turned out the money was her mother's own money. She made up this excuse because she was afraid of interfering with their work, without considering that her eldest daughter's family was the most disadvantaged.
Furthermore, several of her younger siblings had borrowed money from Wang Qifang, totaling tens of thousands of yuan, which they never repaid. Because of this, she couldn't stand up to Zhao Jiadong.
The husband's family is also in a tough spot. The two elderly people live with their daughter Zhao Lingling, and Wang Qifang and her family have to give them 12,000 yuan a year for living expenses. Zhao Lingling always says that she is doing her filial duty for them, without mentioning that the two elderly people are farming their land for free and receiving their grain subsidies for nothing.
Wang Qifang didn't hold it against her. When Zhao Lingling had a fight with her husband, was beaten, and wanted a divorce, she rushed back to support her. However, the two made up not long after, and Wang Qifang became Zhao Lingling's enemy.
The trivialities of life and the frustrations at work made her feel very depressed.
It wasn't until his son was in the second year of junior high school that he got into a fight over a female classmate, and ended up crippling her.
This fight cost hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Wang Qifang angrily scolded her son for the first time, and her son slapped her in return.
Everyone said that she spoiled the child and that she hadn't raised him well. Amidst the accusations, she finally broke down.
She spent her whole life thinking of others, but no one cared about her sacrifices; they only remembered her bad points.
Because of her troubled mind, she got into a car accident on her way to work and died, which can be considered a release for her.
Interestingly, her family felt that her death was timely, as she received a large sum of compensation, which resolved the issue of Zhao Zirui's assault.
So, before Wang Qifang's body was even cold, her closest family members started fighting again over how to divide the remaining compensation.
Zhao Xinrui cried the most heartbrokenly; she had lost her mother...
"Host, the original owner said that she suffered too much in her previous life and hopes to live for herself in this life, as well as make up for the lack of love she gave her daughter," Gangzi said.
Su Dingding pouted. Was such a small thing really worth making her cry like that?
What a cowardly person with a cowardly fate.
They can't bear to part with anything, except for themselves, who suffer injustice.
[Host, they just picked up their children not long ago. The two kids went out to buy things. Zhao Jiadong will be home for dinner tonight.] Gangzi reminded him.
Just as Su Dingding was about to go back inside, she saw Zhao Zirui running back with two grilled sausages, his chubby little body bouncing up and down.
"Mom, my sister won't let me buy sausages!"
Zhao Xinrui followed behind him, her clothes covered in dirt, and cried pitifully, "Mom, my little brother insists on eating grilled sausages, and we don't have the money to buy salt!"