the other side.
Song Shi took Jiang Xiaolan downstairs to buy breakfast.
The two of them stood in front of the bun shop, ordered their food, and waited for the boss to pack it.
"42 in total."
"OK."
"8 yuan for you."
Song Shi put the money in his pocket and walked back carrying a large bag of steamed buns with soy milk, fried dough sticks and vegetarian fillings.
"Is this really good?"
She was holding a small paper bag in her hand, which contained five yuan of soybean paste cakes.
It's really fragrant and spicy.
"Why can't I buy a cake for my wife? This is your man's salary. You eat more and I lose less. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold." Song Shi was careless. She took the cake that Jiang Xiaolan brought to her mouth, chewed it twice and then swallowed it.
"We had a fight early in the morning and I'm already hungry. Let's get the soy milk straw and let's drink while walking."
"But your mother and eldest sister are still waiting..."
"Let them wait. Since they want to eat ready-made, they have to accept the wait, and they can eat whatever I bring back."
No choice.
He doesn't support ordering here.
Jiang Xiaolan bit her cake and glanced at her husband. With his facial features, he was indeed the person she was sleeping with, but his personality was completely different from before.
Song Shi felt something in his heart, but without showing anything on his face, he said, "Don't worry, when I get my salary card back, I will treat you to a big meal every day from now on. Alas, you don't know, I'm really annoyed to death, my colleagues at work." Knowing that my money is still under the control of my mother, they are all laughing at me. Whenever I don’t participate in team building, they start booing in the group, saying that I have no money and that my mother won’t give me money. It’s so annoying!”
"Mom, it's true. You promised to return my salary card to me when I get married, year by year. Do you think you have to control me until I get old? Will I spend my own money indiscriminately?"
Besides, it’s such a waste of money, what does it have to do with others.
I am happy to squander the fruits of my own labor. I have enjoyed it and have done nothing. Why should a person lie down and rest talking?
Jiang Xiaolan suddenly realized.
So this is ah.
In fact, it is quite normal. As a grown man who goes out without any money, he can only watch helplessly when his colleagues at work order some milk tea and cakes for afternoon tea.
Not greedy either.
Mainly, everyone else has it, but you don't. It feels like you are separated into two worlds.
Everyone knows how uncomfortable it feels to be treated differently.
Not to mention group activities such as team-building dinners that enhance relationships with leaders and colleagues and promote unity.
Over time, you become an alien.
No one wants to be an outlier.
Her man is inherently introverted, and the reason why he is treated differently is because he should have enough money, so he has nothing wrong with complaining.
"However, Mom will definitely be unhappy if you criticize your eldest sister like this today."
"Then I'm still not happy. Isn't my mother pretending not to see it?" He curled his lips, "I finally understand. My mother doesn't love anyone, she only loves herself. If I don't make changes, I have to Give her a lifetime's work, hehe, it's still just a waste of time."
The kind that doesn't get a penny.
What's the point.
Jiang Xiaolan couldn't help but shudder when she thought that her husband's money would be in the hands of his mother-in-law for the rest of his life, and he would never be able to achieve economic freedom. In the future, he would have to rely on her scumbag money to support his family and children.
shudder.
No.
If this is the case, she will never have children and will consider divorce.
"Then, you...will never listen to your mother again?" Are you going to be your brainless dutiful son?
"If mom is right, I will listen. I will listen to whoever is right."
Jiang Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief.
I remembered what the man said just now about getting my salary back, and I felt happy and sad at the same time.
Fortunately, I got it back. I have hope for the future, and I can make arrangements for my child with peace of mind. She is already 27, and she will be old if she continues to delay.
But in the Song family's situation, children are born with hardships.
The worry is how to get it back.
Her mother-in-law is not a fuel-efficient lamp, she is a bitch with soft ears, and she also has an aunt who wants to cause trouble at any time. It's really...
regret!
Just regret it!
If I had known...she would never have gotten married in the first place. Her mother-in-law's words were so nice. Why would she treat her as her own daughter? Why would she help raise the child after she gave birth? What she said was nicer than what she sang.
now...
Anyway, let’s take it one step at a time.
I poked a piece of Jiangxiang Pancake into my mouth and narrowed my eyes with satisfaction, it was so delicious.
The two slowly finished their breakfast and walked home.
When Song Li saw them coming back, she wanted to say something tauntingly, but the bad memory of being criticized just now came back, so she shut her mouth. Even when she saw that the breakfast she bought was unsatisfactory, she didn't beep.
What was she going to say.
Song Shi must have a lot of things to say to her.
This guy felt like he had eaten explosives today.
Xu Yuling finished her breakfast with a calm expression, and there was nothing on her face.
Song Li came today and brought two children with her. As a grandmother, she must let them have lunch.
But, what to eat?
Who does it?
This is a problem.
The few of them sat for a while, chatting. Song Li's son and daughter came to Song Shi to ask for something as usual, but they were naturally rejected.
The two ran to complain again.
Song Li scolded her angrily again.
Extremely wronged.
In response to this, Song Shi said that he had no psychological pressure and would still play when he should play on his mobile phone.
It's ten o'clock.
I haven’t bought any food at home yet.
Song Shi stood up and stretched out his hand towards Xu Yuling, "Mom, give me money, I want to go out."
Xu Yuling frowned, "If you don't go to work, what are you going to do?"
"Something's wrong."
He held out his hand and waited.
Song Li couldn't help but sneered, "You're so old and you still ask your mother for money, it's embarrassing."
Xu Yuling lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Song Shi: "Mom thinks so too?"
Xu Yuling pursed her lips: "Didn't Mom give you pocket money at the beginning of the month?"
"Ah."
Song Shi said with a mocking expression, "Okay."
He turned around and walked toward the door, greeting Jiang Xiaolan.
As he walked, he muttered: "I said it well at the beginning, but now I feel like I have followed a bottomless pit with no return..."
boom.
The door is closed.
Xu Yuling's face turned green.
He grabbed the napkin box on the coffee table and smashed it to the floor.
