Chapter 22 Complaining to Mom
Jiang Meizhi didn't dare confess to her family that her money was actually defrauded by someone else, so she lied and said that a thief stole all her money when she went to deposit it.
As luck would have it, the original owner suddenly fell seriously ill at that time and had to go to a large hospital in City A for a detailed examination.
Liu Xihua was anxious and went to Jiang Meizhi to collect the debt, but Jiang Meizhi acted like a rogue and said she had no money to pay back, so she could just use a knife to cut off some flesh from her body to pay off the debt.
Not only did Liu Xihua fail to get the money back, but she was scolded by Aunt Jiang: "Meizhi's money is lost, and she is feeling very upset now! Why are you going to collect the debt now? Aren't you trying to kill her? It's normal for a child to get sick. Don't you have any preparation in advance?"
The sick child was just an adopted baby girl, so Aunt Jiang was unwilling to lend money to Liu Xihua for emergency.
Liu Xihua was too embarrassed to go back to her parents' home to ask for money, so she had no choice but to ask other people in the team for help.
It was just fifty yuan, and Liu Xihua had to scrape the money together by asking four households.
Although they were able to borrow the money in the end, the people in the village team began to ridicule Liu Xihua and his wife, accusing them of squandering their savings on eating, drinking and having fun, otherwise why would they have to borrow even fifty yuan from others?
Faced with everyone's pointing and criticizing, the cowardly Liu Xihua did not dare to argue at all and could only silently bury all her grievances and distress deep in her heart.
Because the original owner failed to go to the hospital for treatment in time, his originally mild pneumonia gradually worsened and eventually developed into severe pneumonia, and he almost lost his life.
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but clench her fists when she thought of all this.
[Grandma, these milk powders are for babies. Older children will get sick if they eat them.]
[My cousin is already very fat. If he continues to eat milk powder, he will get even fatter and will become short, just like Jiang Bajin from our village team.]
Jiang Bajin is a dwarf.
He is a few years older than Jiang Daguo, but he only grew to about 1.2 meters.
If it can't grow upwards, it will grow horizontally.
He has thick arms, thick legs and a big head.
He is in his early forties and is not stupid. He knows how to use some clever tricks to make money. Although his house is not big, it has beautiful brick walls and carved windows.
With the help of the disability certificate, I bought a women's bicycle that only short men can ride and a black and white TV.
But even so, no girl was interested in him.
Aunt Jiang was shocked. Can't older children eat more milk powder? She held the milk powder bag and looked back at Jiang Xiaoxiao on the bed.
Jiang Xiaoxiao hummed in her heart and blew bubbles leisurely. This Aunt Jiang was illiterate and uneducated, and she wanted to scare her.
"Grandma, is this the milk powder? Is it sweet?" The little fat boy Huang Sheng walked to the bedroom door and reached out to take the milk powder bag.
"It's not sweet and has no taste," said Aunt Jiang.
It's really not sweet, just fragrant.
She had secretly drunk Jiang Xiaoxiao's milk powder, and it really had no taste. If it weren't for the high price, she would have wanted to spit out the milk.
"Not sweet? Then I don't want it. I thought it was sweet." Huang Sheng shook his head, walked back to the table, and continued to drink honey water. "The water poured by grandma is still better, it's sweet."
"You don't want it? Forget it. Grandma will give you something else to eat." Aunt Jiang put the milk powder bag back into the drawer.
She couldn't let her good grandson become a fool.
Jiang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Aunt Jiang came to the main room, put her arm around Huang Sheng and asked him questions. The two of them talked and laughed.
In the bedroom, Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the ceiling of the tent and sighed in her heart. She was thirsty, really thirsty.
She opened her mouth and began to howl. But her crying only drew scolding from Aunt Jiang, "You're so noisy!"
boom--
Aunt Jiang closed the bedroom door.
[Milk, I want to drink water] Jiang Xiaoxiao howled at the top of her lungs.
But Aunt Jiang seemed to be deaf and completely ignored her.
Not only that, Aunt Jiang even went into the kitchen to cook for Huang Sheng, and personally sent Huang Sheng home before returning.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt like a fish being ruthlessly beaten on the beach by the waves, struggling to survive in pain and difficulty.
Fortunately, around noon, Liu Xihua finally returned home.
The fields were busy, and other people continued to work in the fields and did not go home for meals, but she came back to see her daughter and bring meals to her family.
As soon as she entered the room, Liu Xihua heard Jiang Xiaoxiao's hoarse sobbing coming from the bedroom, which made Liu Xihua feel distressed and anxious.
"Mom, have you given Xiaoxiao some water? It's hot now, and we need to give her some water every hour."
She took off her hat, took off her sleeves, and asked hurriedly.
"Yes, I gave her a lot of water." Aunt Jiang lied.
Liu Xihua knew very well that if her daughter had been given enough water, her voice would definitely not be so hoarse.
But she knew very well that she was no match for her mother-in-law and could not win an argument, so she had no choice but to purse her lips helplessly, washed her hands hastily and walked into the bedroom.
Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the bed, stopped crying immediately and sighed deeply when she heard the footsteps of her mother Liu Xihua approaching.
[Oh my god, you are finally back. My daughter is dying of thirst. Grandma didn’t give me a single drop of water to drink or milk to eat. I am thirsty and hungry. Woo woo woo, I am so pitiful.]
Jiang Xiaoxiao stretched out her two little arms, pouted her mouth slightly, and looked at Liu Xihua with a face full of grievance to complain.
Liu Xihua quickly walked to the bedside and reached out to touch her daughter's forehead. She was surprised to find that her daughter's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and even her hair was wet and all stuck together.
He touched the back of Jiang Xiaoxiao's collar again and felt the same dampness.
But even so, Jiang Xiaoxiao's belly was still tightly covered with a small quilt.
It was still the same as when Liu Xihua left early in the morning.
"Mom, it's hot at noon, Xiaoxiao is sweating all over, why are you still covering her with a quilt?" Liu Xihua finally couldn't hold back her inner anger, she lifted the quilt off Jiang Xiaoxiao and shouted angrily towards the door.
Hearing this, Aunt Jiang refused to give in: "Didn't she just fall asleep? As the saying goes, 'babies don't have six months to live'. If I don't cover Xiaoxiao with a blanket, and she catches a cold and has diarrhea, you'll have to blame me again."
"Then you can't use such a thick blanket, mom. This is for when it's cold in the morning. When it's hot in the afternoon, just cover yourself with some clothes."
"You didn't tell me, so how would I know I should cover myself with clothes?" Aunt Jiang rolled her eyes in the outer room.
Liu Xihua was so angry at her words that she was speechless.
[Mom, I don’t want grandma to take care of me. She doesn’t give me food or water, and she doesn’t change my wet pants. Grandma is busy playing with my eldest aunt’s child, Xiaoshengzi, and has no time to take care of me.]
Liu Xihua was startled and touched her daughter's diaper again. Wow, it was all wet.
She pulled it open and looked at her daughter's little butt. It was red and she had eczema.
Liu Xihua was so angry that her eyes turned red.
(End of this chapter)