Chapter 183: Mother and Son Upstairs

At eight o'clock, the sky was completely dark. Uncle Grass Carp, like a thief, carried an unremarkable plastic bag, then took a bag of small scallions from the trunk, and only then happily returned home.

The wife at home was watching TV on the sofa. As he changed his shoes, he asked: "Is there any food left?"

While saying this, he was still regretting in his heart: You say it's already night, what would happen if you let him eat dinner? It's not like he wouldn't pay.

This boss is too stubborn!

However, after changing his shoes, he pretended to casually stuff the tea leaves into the refrigerator, intending to offer the small scallions as a treasure!

Only then did he feel that the atmosphere was a bit wrong.

Turning his head now, he saw his wife's dark eyes staring at him: "Yo, you still know how to come back, why didn't you eat delicious food and drink spicy food outside?"

The reflex nerve in his brain jumped, and he subconsciously became cautious, deliberating, and avoiding the important:

"The food outside doesn't taste right... Hey, look at the farmhouse stay I went to today, the vegetables in their field are planted very well, just these small scallions, you don't know what the price is?"

"I know you love to eat scallion stir-fried eggs, so I specially bought two jin back..."

The wife snorted coldly: "Thank you for remembering me, then do you remember that you still have a daughter in confinement, waiting for her dear father to catch two more crucian carp back?"

It's over.

Uncle Grass Carp was stunned there.

Yes, he remembered this.

It looked like his wife had also just finished taking care of his daughter before coming home.

But the problem was—

He stammered: "I didn't catch any today."

Admitting to being an "air force" was really shameful.

And he really forgot about this, otherwise, the boss could get a pile of fish by throwing a cage, wouldn't it be appropriate to buy a few back?

But...

"Didn't I catch a few the day before yesterday?"

"So what?" The wife snorted coldly: "You are the father, we should be grateful that you personally caught a few fish for your daughter."

"And look at what time it is, and you still run out to fish every day! Fishing, why don't you fish yourself up? You don't even know how to help your daughter in confinement."

Uncle Grass Carp had a head full of lawsuits.

Help?

What is there to help?

The son-in-law's family was average, the couple lived in an eighty-square-meter house, and the parents-in-law were all squeezed over to take care of the confinement.

It was fine for the biological mother to take care of it, but if he squeezed over again, good heavens, there was no place to put his feet in the room.

He was ashamed, but actually, he was also holding back anger in his heart:

"Didn't I pay money..."

Originally, they booked a confinement center for their daughter, thirty thousand a month. As a result, the couple went back and didn't know how they discussed it, they ran over and returned the money themselves...

Uncle Grass Carp found it hard to say whether the anger in his heart was towards his son-in-law or his silly daughter, and the reason he deliberately didn't think about it was also because of this aspect.

But the mother always felt sorry for her daughter.

A family of people piled in the room, they didn't want to hire a confinement nanny, she went to take care of it for a day today and was also holding back anger in her heart, now hearing him whisper, the whole person exploded instantly:

"Look at you! Besides fishing every day, what else is in your head? What do you want this family for? You just live by the river."

Turning to look at the large bundle of green but not rare small scallions in the plastic bag he was carrying, she pointed at the door: "Throw away your vegetables, who cares!"

She was in a fit of anger, so whatever the wife said, he would do.

Uncle Grass Carp was quite experienced.

But looking at the small scallions in his hand, he really couldn't bear it.

But the other party was still staring at him with burning anger...

He paused, and still opened the door silently.

As soon as he went out, he happened to see the resident upstairs carrying a plastic bag preparing to go upstairs, he hurriedly greeted:

"Zhai Xiaofeng, when I went to the countryside, people gave me two bundles of scallions, your sister-in-law doesn't have time to cook, it's a pity to throw them away, you take them back to cook."

Thinking for a while, he couldn't help but add: "These scallions are really good."

The young woman named Zhai Xiaofeng was stunned, then said embarrassedly: "How can I be embarrassed."

"Take it, take it."

Uncle Grass Carp was full of sorrow, stuffed the plastic bag into her hand, and closed the door again.

After closing the door, he regretted it, but now he only dared to whisper: "Gave it to Zhai Xiaofeng upstairs."

The wife was not the type to waste vegetables, she was in a fit of anger just now, who knew this silly old man would really send the vegetables out.

Hearing now that the vegetables were given to Zhai Xiaofeng, she breathed a sigh of relief instead.

"Give it, Zhai Xiaofeng's life is not easy, help if you can."

Slowly, she calmed down again.

In fact, Uncle Grass Carp had some family background, and the residential area he lived in was not bad. But this residential area was a bit old, the seventh floor had no elevator, and it had a small attic.

What did that small attic look like?

A whole triangle.

The highest place was 4.5 meters, and the lowest place was only 1.2 meters. In the whole attic, there was not much space to stand straight.

This house was originally given as an area for the sixth floor, but because it was too tasteless, many families tidied it up and rented it out.

The one in their building was rented to Zhai Xiaofeng—

A single mother with an eight-year-old son.

Zhai Xiaofeng had low education and was shy, setting up a stall at the school gate every morning to sell buns.

There are no secrets in a residential building.

She had moved in for less than a week, and everyone knew the basic situation.

If it were in the past, setting up a stall could earn some money, but the problem was that now the primary school management was becoming stricter, and parents didn't dare to let their children eat these easily.

Plus she had a child, school, family, and work were all stretched thin, life was really not easy.

Now that the vegetables were given to her, the couple felt relieved for some reason.

At least it wasn't wasted, right?

And outside the door, Zhai Xiaofeng was carrying the bag of water-filled small scallions, but only joy in her heart.

Scallions are very expensive now!

A small bunch at the vegetable market was five yuan, she came back from outside now, just to buy discounted vegetables at the supermarket.

Her family's buns used good ingredients, but the child couldn't eat buns every day. Therefore, if she wanted to improve the food, she had to take advantage of the supermarket's night discounts.

However, now with the water-filled small scallions, she opened the door and saw her son sitting in the living room doing homework, and her heart melted into a mess again.

"Xuanxuan, what do you want to eat tonight?"

She did food business, she was still setting up a stall when students finished school. After the students dispersed, she had to change to another residential area to continue setting up. The child just ate a bun to pad his stomach, and dinner was always relatively late.

Xuanxuan turned his head back, and the first thing he saw was the water-filled small scallions, so he opened his mouth and said: "Mom, can we eat scallion oil rice tonight?"

Zhai Xiaofeng was stunned: "Eating this at night has no nutrition."

However, Xuanxuan looked at her with pursed lips and expectation: "I want to eat, I haven't eaten it for a long time. And, Mom, these scallions are so fresh, if we don't eat them tonight, they won't be this fresh tomorrow."

Zhai Xiaofeng originally wanted to say that scallions could be kept.

But thinking about it, she finally smiled: "Then I'll add an egg for you."

"Two, one for each of us." ===== CHAPTER 184 =====