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Chapter 17 Great Changes in Her Maternal Family

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    My best friend saw my knot in my heart and began to do my work patiently, "Yuyan, you can't end your life in a natural way, and you will have to suffer from serious diseases in the future, and you can't take care of yourself. You must have relatives to take care of you."

    My heart sank, and I thought of some empty-nester old people I heard in the society. Because no one cared, they died at home for several months without anyone noticing.  Will my fate be the same as that of those poor old people?  I shudder.

    I followed my best friend's advice, and a few days later, I packed my bags and embarked on the journey back home.

    The company was very humane at the time and took the initiative to give me a long sick leave.  I knew very well in my heart that I was considered a temporary worker at that time, and the boss was deeply afraid that I would extort a sum of money because I fell ill at work.  I also know in my heart that I will take this sick leave to the end, and there is no possibility of returning to work.

    My best friend sent me to the station, and I held her hand and said in tears that when I got home, I would find a way to pay back the money.  At that time, she was my only creditor.

    The best friend cried sadly, "Yuyan, I won't let you pay back the money, I just hope you can be safe."

    At this time, any prayers are futile, and any wishes seem so pale.  I gave a helpless wry smile, and bid farewell to my best friend with tears.

    On the train, I looked at the fleeting scenery outside the car window, and I was reminded of the helplessness of the fireworks that are easy to be cold and the beauty who is unlucky.  Many years ago, I left my hometown with dreams and longings.  Today, with all my loss and misery, I go to the beginning of life and regard it as the end of life.  Is this a return to roots?

    ? After a whole day of traveling, I overcame various physical discomforts and finally set foot on the land of my hometown. My heart was broken, and surrounded by the familiar nostalgia, I burst into tears.  I am back, and I want to take this land where I was born and raised as the final destination of my soul.  But, can I be accommodated here?

    When I pushed open the courtyard door of my mother's house, I was stunned, and the dilapidated scene was completely new.  Those dilapidated houses were not only renovated, even the ground was paved with red bricks, and they were thriving.

    I cheered up my depressed mood, and realized that my younger brother was promising and managed the family well.  Well, is he already married?  I have not been contacted.  And I, because I didn't satisfy his request at the beginning, and because of the unfortunate experience I had this year, I have no face to face him again.  However, I am currently helpless and have to hope that he will give me a place to live and let me finish my life journey.

    When my parents suddenly appeared, they seemed extremely astonished, and they were all stunned.

    I couldn't hide the excitement in my heart, and threw myself into my mother's arms and cried bitterly.  At this time, how much I hope that my family will take care of me.

    There is no mother who does not love her children, even if it disappoints me.

    While comforting me, she asked curiously: "Girl, why are you back? What happened?"

    At this time, it is inconvenient for me to tell her and my father the fact that I am terminally ill. I am afraid that they will not be able to accept it, so I can only avoid the important ones. "I am divorced and want to go home for a while."

    Mom and Dad looked at each other before hesitantly said: "That man is nothing, it's good to leave."

    "Mother¡€¡€¡€"

    I finally got the comfort of my family, and I couldn't help it.

    Dad came over to take my suitcase at this time, "Girl, don't be sad, come in quickly."

    I was going to put my carry-on luggage back in my boudoir, but my mother said, "The room you used to live in has been converted into a new one by Xiaojun, and he lives with Juanzi."

    I was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that one room was not enough for my younger brother, so I opened up the house I used to live in and merged it into a new home.  It is understandable for my brother to do this. After all, I have poured water out of the basin. I no longer have a place in this family.  Where should I live?  Do you want to squeeze together with your parents?

    "Dad, doesn't Xiaojun live on the construction site? Can I live in his room?"

    I really don't want to be squeezed into a room with my parents and let them notice the pain of my insomnia every night.

    Unexpectedly, the door of my brother's new house was opened, and a young woman walked out from inside. She looked to be in her twenties, and she looked like a hostess.

    I looked at her for a long time before I asked in surprise, "Are you Juanzi? I'm Xiaojun's older sister."

    This woman is my sister-in-law Juanzi, but she was surprisingly indifferent to the elder sister-in-law she met for the first time.  I hope outsiders will disturb you."

    Mom nodded at her again and again, "I know, I know, you go back to the house quickly, don't move your tire."

    My sister-in-law never looked at me again.She squinted, twisted her buttocks, and returned to her room.

    I stood there, extremely embarrassed.

    Without saying a word, my mother stabbed my arm, and then followed my father who was carrying the suitcase to their room.

    I suppressed the bitter tears and took heavy steps to my parents' room.

    Parents' room is relatively large, in addition to the bedroom, there is also a living room and a storage room.  I am an adult woman sharing the same room with my parents, so it is naturally inconvenient, so I focused my attention on the storage room, poked my head in and saw that it was all tattered and dusty.

    I turned around and begged my father, "Can you please clean up the things inside?"

    Dad was very surprised, "Girl, what are you doing?"

    "I want to live here."

    My mother sighed beside me, "Silly girl, there is no sunlight all day long, and it is cloudy and damp. Can people live here?"

    I smiled bitterly, "It's okay. I can overcome it."

    She stared at me suspiciously, "Do you want to stay at home forever?"

    "Oh, I took a long sick leaveyou see"

    ? I used to be the little princess of this family, but even in the face of parents who can act like a baby, I have become humbled. The atmosphere of this family is obviously different.

    Parents stared at each other, brows full of hesitation.

    I felt sore, "If it's inconvenient I can go"

    Mom suddenly blamed: "What are you talking about? This is your home!"

    "Home?"

    Once again I shed bitter tears.

    Dad took the trouble to help me clean out that dark and damp storage room.  I held this little nest in a daze, could it be my final destination?

    When a person is close to death, even the most optimistic person will inevitably show sadness and sadness, let alone me, a fragile woman.

    During lunch, my sister-in-law didn't come over, as if she naturally hated me as an eldest sister.  Mom carefully brought the food over, just like serving a young lady.

    I have no appetite at all. For a woman waiting to die, even if there are delicacies from mountains and seas in front of her eyes, it would be tasteless.

    "Girl, why don't you eat?"

    "I have no appetite."

    "I see that your complexion is very bad. What's wrong with you?"

    "I" At this juncture, can I tell the truth?  "I'm suffering from depression."

    My mother seemed to understand, and she couldn't help sighing: "It's all because of that man, right? Oh, your life is miserable, to have a man like that. The first time he came to our house, I found that he was not a good person.  It's authentic, it's so bullish. He must have given you a lot of anger, right?"

    Once again, my scars were ruthlessly uncovered, and I covered my face and cried bitterly.

    Both mother and father were silent, unable to do anything about what happened to their own daughter, they could only shake their heads and sigh at each other.

    My mother waited for me to stabilize my mood, and took the initiative to talk about my brother's situation¡ª(Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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