Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

Another week later, Lu Haoyang and the others returned to the Xiangyang Brigade with the little boy Song Zhiyu.Li Miaohua wore a woolen hat, wrapping her body airtightly.

With the temperature in the twenties, Lu Chuyao was worried that her mother would break out from heat rash, and would ask from time to time, "Is it hot? Is it stuffy?"

Li Miaohua pressed her collar and shook her head, her voice still a little weak, "It's not hot, it's very good."She didn't dare to blow the wind for fear of catching the cold.After all, her son and daughter spent a lot of money on her treatment, so she was very careful about her health and didn't want to cause trouble.

It was noon when the car drove to the door of the house and met several neighbors who came out after hearing the noise. They all surrounded Li Miaohua who got out of the car.

With curiosity and concern: "Miaohua, how is your health? What did the doctor say? Are you cured?"

Lu Chuyao noticed his mother's slightly frowned brows and straightened mouth corners, squeezed through the crowd and put his arms around his mother's back, saying crisply, "Please give way, my mother has just been discharged from the hospital and needs to rest. I will chat with my aunts another day. "

His sister took the lead and pushed away the crowd. Lu Haoyang was also smart and quickly carried the things into the house and then closed the door after paying the fare.

Yao Minghui led her son, who was at home on weekend vacation, to welcome him out. The boy saw his grandma being very sensible and helping him into the main room.

"Grandma, are you feeling better? Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"Okay, my grandson is now sensible. Grandma's love for you is not in vain." Lehehe took the eldest grandson's tea and sipped it in small sips.

After chatting for a while, Li Miaohua couldn't stand it any longer and slowly stood up and said, "I'll go back to the room and lie down."

Lu Jianjun skillfully followed his old wife and took the clothes and luggage into the room.

"Let's eat first, the vegetables are all fried." Sister-in-law Yao Minghui greeted her while letting her son set the chopsticks to serve the rice.

Knowing that they would go home today, Yao Minghui got up early and went to the market to buy fresh fish and cooked a large table of sumptuous meals.

All we ate in the hospital were lunch boxes, which didn't contain much oil or water. Suddenly seeing such a sumptuous meal, even Song Zhiyu ate more than half a bowl of white rice.

After dinner, Lu Haoyang called his sister and wife to a quiet empty room to check the bill.

Lu Haoyang was basically responsible for all the expenses in the hospital, including medical and surgical fees, as well as his father's and their living expenses during the hospitalization.

His sister Lu Chuyao gave him 1000 yuan in one lump sum, plus his own 800 yuan, for a total of [-] yuan.

He opened the black cloth bag, poured all the bills on the bed, and said to his sister, "There are still 230 six yuan left here. Look at the bills."

Lu Chuyao was too lazy to look. He raised his head and looked at his brother. "You don't need to give me the rest of the money. You can keep it. You will have to spend money on the next round of chemotherapy and the round trip expenses."

"Logically speaking, as a married woman, you shouldn't..."

"Tsk", Lu Chuyao was most annoyed by these feudal rhetoric and rolled his eyes in an extremely ungraceful manner, "I'm not our mother's daughter? What do you mean shouldn't be?"

Glancing at my sister-in-law who was quietly bowing her head and listening, she continued, "I think these should be enough for mom's follow-up chemotherapy. Don't give it back to me. If it's not enough in the future, you can pay for it yourself."

Lu Haoyang's eyes were sour, and he pinched the bills and banknotes in his hands with a confused mood.Of course he knew that his sister was sharing the burden for him, eh... It was all his fault that he couldn't be promoted early because he didn't have the ability, and his salary had been stuck at more than sixty yuan without any increase.

He turned his back and looked out the window, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, don't worry. Your sister-in-law and I will take care of mom. You've been at home for so long. You can go back in two days."

It was indeed time for Lu Chuyao to return to the city. Not to mention herself, Guang Song Zhiyu, a little kid, had already urged her several times in secret and overtly, "Mom, when are we going home? I miss daddy and the children in the kindergarten."

So, after taking a nap at her parents' house in the afternoon, she took her children and returned to her husband's house.

Grandma Song was feeding the chickens with an unused pot and spoon. The clucking free-range chickens surrounded her, obediently pecking at the broken grains on the ground.

"grandmother!"

A familiar and clear female voice came from the courtyard door. The old lady looked up with surprise, "Chu Yao!" Then she looked closely at the little man behind her. She didn't even care about the pot and spoon, and just threw it to the ground and ran over. , bent down and hugged his great-grandson.

Song Zhiyu nestled in the old lady's arms and shouted affectionately. He put his arms around the old lady's neck and kissed her wrinkled cheek.

The old lady was shocked, then she smiled like a flower, hugged Song Zhiyu's beloved son, and touched his little face, feeling particularly distressed, "I'm so thin, I must not be able to eat well and sleep well in the hospital. "

Lu Chuyao, who had carried his luggage into the house and returned to the hospital, heard this and replied funny, "No way, I don't let him go to the hospital often. We live in a guest house near the hospital, and he sleeps better than anyone else every day." .”

The three of them sat down, and she held her grandma's hand and looked up and down, "How are you at home recently? Are you feeling unwell in any way?"

"I'm feeling very well. The paddy field at home has been planted by others. I go around the vegetable garden and feed the chickens every day. It's very relaxing."

Take a closer look at the old lady's eyes and mental state. She is indeed good.She was shiny, and although her hair was white, it was combed meticulously, and her whole person was particularly neat and tidy.

"Milk, come with us."

There was a wind blowing in the courtyard, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the young woman's voice was as pale as white water, ringing out under the quiet and comfortable eaves.

They had discussed this topic many times, but the old lady always refused. Sometimes the discussion became "intense" and the old lady would get angry and angry. In short, she was very resistant to leaving the country where she grew up.

But today, the old lady was uncharacteristically not in a hurry to refuse.Her eyelids that had drooped due to the invasion of time were leisurely covering her bright eyes. She was looking ahead in vain, with a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, like a ripple on the lake, quickly flashing across her face.

After a long while, he said, "Okay, I'll go, I'll live in a big city with you."

Lu Chuyao didn't react for a moment. When he did, his mouth formed an O shape in shock and he stammered, "Really, really?"

Old Mrs. Song smiled slyly, with a hint of success in teasing her, and raised her chin and nodded.

"Yes, for the sake of your filial piety, I agreed."

Why did she change her mind?In fact, he was influenced by his biological mother, Li Miaohua.This person is most afraid of a sudden serious illness, and he is even more afraid that his children will be worried about it, which will only cause trouble.

As the grandson's wife said, she is old, and if something happens at home, it will be the children who suffer in the end.So she's not stubborn, isn't she just leaving her hometown? It's good to have her beloved grandson by her side.

The next day, Lu Chuyao first rode his bicycle to his parents' house, and then went to the county town to buy a sleeper ticket.When she returned home from the street, the old lady had packed all her luggage.

Three large bags were piled together in the center of the main room, along with plastic buckets, basins, dishes, chopsticks, etc.

She was dumbfounded, picked up a rolling pin, and asked blankly, "Milk, isn't it necessary?"