A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

"Baby, to make a long story short, we took some time off to come here. The experiment will soon enter a new stage, and we may not see you for a long time.

Mom believes you can take good care of yourself. If you miss us, you can write to us. If you are unsure about anything, please listen to your sister Huanhuan's opinions. "Nan Sheng reluctantly advised.

"Can't you come back for the New Year?" Ming Ruxue felt so aggrieved when she heard that, and the tears that she had just wiped away began to fall again.

What she feared most was the Chinese New Year every year, when other families were filled with laughter and joy, but she was alone. It was okay when she was abroad, there was no such atmosphere, but now that she has returned to China, it has to be like this, and she really can't bear it.

The crying of her daughter was like needles piercing Nan Sheng's heart. She was not a competent mother and could not even spend the New Year with her daughter.

Ming Cheng's eyes turned red with sadness. As a father, he owed his daughter a lot. He couldn't even find an excuse to comfort his child.

Ming Ruxue cried loudly for about two minutes, then climbed up from Nan Sheng's shoulder and wiped her tears. She had already adjusted her emotions.

Like so many times before, she forced a smile.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself. I won't be alone during the New Year this year. I have Lan Ting, Sister Huan Huan, Sister Luo Ning, Da Bao, Bei Bei, Youran and many other good people to accompany me!

You should also take good care of your body and don’t forget to eat when you are busy.”

When she was young, every time her parents left, she would cry and make a fuss, hugging her legs and refusing to let them go, and would be depressed for many days.

But now she can adjust her emotions quickly and not make them worry.

Although they are not the best parents, their research will help countless people stand up straight. She is proud of them in her heart and even hopes that she can become them in the future.

Ming Cheng stepped forward and gave his daughter a loving hug: "Be good."

The conversation between the three came to an end.

Nan Sheng specifically called Gu Qinghuan over alone.

"Huanhuan, is your mother okay?"

"Thanks for your concern, Auntie. Life is going well." Of course, things wouldn't be much better, but Gu Qinghuan didn't want to mention it. It was meaningless.

"Qinghuan, I know your grandfather, uncle, and mother are having a very hard time right now, but please believe me, the dawn is coming soon, so let them hold on a little longer.

When the time comes, we will help you with the redress, and then you can be reunited as a family." Nan Sheng couldn't say too much, so she could only remind him in this subtle way.

Gu Qinghuan knew that the Zhong family had done nothing wrong, but under the perspective at the time, senior intellectuals were all guilty, so they suffered this misfortune.

Gu Qinghuan was touched that the Ming family cared about their affairs and exchanged sincerity for sincerity.

"Thank you, Auntie. I understand. Sorry for bothering you."

"What trouble? I have watched you grow up. If there is any trouble, it should be us who trouble you. Your care for Xue'er makes us two parents feel ashamed.

By the way, here are three thousand yuan. I took some when I came here. You can spend it first." Nan Sheng took out a stack of money from her bag and stuffed it into Gu Qinghuan's arms without saying anything.

The Zhong family had been confiscated before, and she thought it would be difficult for Gu Qinghuan to support a family as a girl, so she gave her the money.

"No, no, no, Auntie, I have money to spend, I can't accept this money." Gu Qinghuan quickly returned it as if it were a hot potato.

"You must accept it! Huanhuan, Auntie doesn't mean anything else. I just feel sorry for you because it's not easy to support the family.

You see, you don't even collect rent, but you still provide food and drink for Xueer. Your uncle and I feel really bad about it, but we can't help you. We can only give you some money, hoping that you can live a more comfortable life.

Your mother used to be like this, gentle and kind. You and her are like two peas in a pod. We in the Ming family will never be able to repay you for what we owe you."

Nan Sheng's words were sincere and tears were falling from her eyes. Gu Qinghuan had no choice but to accept the money as she wished.

"now it's right!"

Gu Qinghuan gave a helpless smile.

"We're leaving first. Ruxue is left to you. If she does anything wrong, please educate her." Nan Sheng said, looking at the watch on his hand.

"Ruxue is very well behaved. She never worries me and often helps me take care of the children. Don't worry!"

The two said goodbye to Ming Ruxue and left.

Gu Qinghuan packed them some steamed buns that she had made that morning, a box of pastries made by Xia Lian, and some other traditional dishes, including pine nuts, hazelnuts, pecans, red dates, and hazel mushrooms from the Northeast.

The reason why I always send these to others is that, besides the fact that there are the most of these things in the space and it is not easy to make mistakes, they are also because they are all nourished by spiritual spring water, and are good for people to eat, which is equivalent to sending spiritual spring water.

Ming Ruxue stood in front of the window on the second floor, watched their car drive away, then she looked away, locked herself in the room and cried quietly.

It wasn't until Lanting came back that she became happy again.

At noon, Xiao Zhuo brought good news.

Gu Qinghuan hasn't installed a telephone at home yet, thinking that it's better to save money than to spend, as it won't be used and it would be a waste of money. Private telephones are not cheap nowadays, so Xiao Zhuo drove over to inform him.

"That piano is 1,500 yuan now. Do you want it? If so, can you pick it up this afternoon?" Xiao Zhuo said concisely.

"Yes! Yes!" A Yamaha at fifteen hundred yuan is a bargain. You have to know that it is a good thing that can be used for hundreds of years. It would be a fool not to take advantage of a good deal.

She followed Xiao Zhuo to a warehouse-like place to pick up the goods.

Xiao Zhuo had already found a reliable large truck for transportation, and there were also several porters who came with it. They just needed her to pay and they could move the things away.

Of course, you still have to check the goods first.

Gu Qinghuan herself didn't know how to play the zither, and she had no chance to get in touch with such an elegant instrument, but her original body had been with her cousin Zhong Luoning since she was a child, so she knew a little about it through observation and exposure.

So she checked it up and down and found that the piano seemed to have only been used a few times. It was brand new. Getting it for fifteen hundred yuan was a real bargain, right?

At this time, she didn't know that someone had already helped pay half of the money, and she was secretly delighted.

While she was examining, Lei Zi next to her kept winking at Xiao Zhuo.

Great, why is Xiao Zhuo suddenly so generous, it turns out he wants to hook up with the beautiful girl.

But to be honest, she is such a hot girl, no wonder Xiao Zhuo was attracted to her.

Lei Zi was secretly fantasizing in his heart.

Xiao Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was wondering whether Zhong Luo Ning would like this piano. I heard that she was a piano teacher before, so she should be very knowledgeable about the piano!

In fact, it was not impossible for him to find a better piano, but he was worried that Gu Qinghuan could not afford it, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

Gu Qinghuan was extremely satisfied with the piano and paid fifteen hundred yuan for it on the spot.

Xiao Zhuo has already paid the remaining fifteen hundred.

Several workers began to wrap the body of the piano with old cotton jackets, preparing to lift it onto the truck.

Lei Zi winked and asked Xiao Zhuo to introduce him, but Xiao Zhuo slapped him away for being too noisy.

The piano was finally transported to the small western-style building and finally placed in the lobby on the first floor.

Gu Qinghuan kept the whole thing a secret from Zhong Luoning. When she went downstairs and saw the piano, she was stunned.

Piano was once everything in her life, and she once dreamed of becoming a piano master and leaving behind classic and timeless music.

Later, life became a mess. The daily necessities wore away her passion, and she became numb and a walking corpse.

She hadn't touched a piano for years, it felt like a century.

Seeing this old friend again now, it feels like a lifetime ago.

She stood there motionless.

Everyone looked at her, as if encouraging her to give it a try.

Zhong Luo Ning walked forward slowly, ran his fingers across the body of the piano, feeling the real touch, and then sat down.

Beethoven's Symphony No. 5 poured out.

She thought she had forgotten the piano, and even forgot how to play it, but when she sat here, all those disappeared things seemed to come back to her mind again, everything was so smooth, as if it was engraved in her DNA.

Many years ago, she actually didn't know how to appreciate this song, nor could she understand and interpret it very well. But after she had gone through the pain and suffering that life had brought her, looking back, she suddenly fell in love with this song and had her own deep understanding of it.

The passionate music at the beginning bursts out, making people's hearts tremble, just like the rolling of the wheel of history, like the life force being strangled by the throat of the god of death, like a twelve-level storm! It makes people tremble with fear.

Music has no barriers, and it makes everyone present feel moved!

Slowly, the music reaches a soothing part, allowing people to relax in the vibration and take a breath in the passionate music, as if life is at the end and there is only one breath left.

It was a mournful cry, like a majestic tree withering with only broken branches left, it was a painful sorrow!

Then, the tenacity of life was reflected! I can't bow to fate! I can't succumb to fate! I will fight and defeat fate! I will fight, I am not a slave to fate! I am who I am! I can endure setbacks, I can fight you, I am who I am!

"I will strangle fate by the throat, and it will never be able to completely overwhelm me!"