Sweet 80s

After hearing this, Yan Shengnan laughed a few times and said, "Aunt, why did my uncle say exactly the same thing as Uncle Zhang?"

Wang Shuping pouted and smiled: "These are all specialties that Fourth Sister brought for our parents and brothers and sisters. The gifts are great, but the sentiments are even greater."

"Let go quickly, don't hurt your waist."

"It's okay. I'll take it with you."

After carrying all the items into the car, they first sent Yan Shengnan home.

Originally, Wang Shuping had decided to follow Yan Shengnan into the house and personally send her to Yan's family before she felt at ease.

Yan Shengnan was sensible and pushed Wang Shuping into the car and left.

"It's okay, aunt. We're already home. It must be tiring to take the train. Go back and rest."

"It's just a few steps, it won't tire you out. I'll take you in and leave."

"No need."

After saying that, Yan Shengnan stepped over the threshold of the courtyard gate and took two steps into the yard when Yan's mother came out towards him.

The two of them bumped into each other.

"grandmother."

Wang Shuping, who was following behind, looked up and saw the other person, then stopped.

Yan's mother had a half-smile on her face. She was stunned at first and then spoke.

"Hey, you're back?"

"Auntie."

Although Wang Shuping did not like Yan's mother, she dealt with her situation as usual.

"I've sent Nannan back to you. I'll go back first."

Mother Yan said without any genuine politeness: "Let's go now, go into the house and have a drink of water."

"No, no, I have something else to do at home, let's do it another day."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Yan Shengnan missed his grandmother very much as he hadn't seen her for a few days, so he walked up to her, took her arm and walked towards home.

She was enthusiastically describing the interesting things that happened on the trip, but what she didn't notice was the micro-expression on Yan's mother's face.

The two entered the room, and Yan Shengnan sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water and began to gulp it down.

Then she took out the gifts from her backpack and was about to share them with her family.

I looked up and saw a cabinet at the door of my bedroom that had not been moved away yet.

Yan Shengnan asked.

"Hey, that's my storage cabinet, why was it moved here?"

After saying that, she stood up to check.

When she reached the door, she touched the cabinet with one hand, and then looked into her room.

Suddenly, she noticed that the furnishings in the house had changed drastically.

All of his things and belongings were gone, replaced by another brand new double bed and a crib next to the bed.

Yan Shengnan looked around and suddenly he was stunned.

"Grandma, where are... my things, where is my bed?"

She stared at Yan's mother in disbelief, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

Yan's mother acted as if nothing had happened, with an indifferent expression on her face.

"Ah, your aunt Qianqian is going to give birth to a little brother. In a few days, she and your father will move back home..."

"Then where do I live?" Yan Shengnan interrupted the other party and asked before he finished listening.

Mother Yan casually raised her hand and pointed towards her own room.

"From now on, you will live with me and your grandfather."

Yan Shengnan walked quickly to his grandmother's room.

A small bed less than one meter wide was crammed into the already small space.

Even so, there was no aisle between the two beds, they were almost merged together.

The only partition was a piece of cloth curtain hanging on a piece of wire pulled up on the wall.

Yan Shengnan, who was used to living alone, was very uncomfortable with this, but he did not lose his temper on the spot.

She looked around her grandmother's room and saw nothing but a bed.

His desk, cabinet, bookshelf, scattered ornaments, and even the celebrity posters hanging on the wall were gone.

"Where are my things? Where do you keep my textbooks and other things?"

Yan's mother glanced at a cardboard box in the corner of the room.

Yan Shengnan ran over to check the box and found that a lot of items were missing.

"No, a lot of things are missing, including my bracelet, hairpins, collection cards, and a music box!"

For children, these inconspicuous little objects are all unique treasures.

But for adults, it is no different from the garbage in the box.

Yan's mother sneered twice with disdain.

"Haha, what are you talking about? I've thrown away all your junk several times and finally cleaned it up..."

"threw?"

"Why not throw it away? It's useless and it's in the way. I don't have anywhere to put it for you. I asked you to clean it up before...

"You threw them all away!" Yan Shengnan screamed hysterically in disbelief.

This shout frightened Yan's mother so much that she trembled all over.

"What are you shouting about? Throw it away, throw it all away!"

"Where is the music box? Where did you throw it?" Yan Shengnan asked hurriedly.

"I don't know, your dad threw it!"

This made Yan Shengnan very angry. She stamped her feet in anxiety and tears of grievance welled up in her eyes.

Among the sundries that grandma sorted out, many were small items from Yan Shengnan’s personal collection.

Among them was a brown-red music box that Lin Xiangli bought for her as a birthday present last year.

As soon as the box was opened, there was a girl in a white gauze dress dancing in the middle of the box.

The surrounding area is made of reflective glass, and fresh and pleasant music plays along with the dance.

Such novel objects were extremely rare in the 1980s, especially in small fourth- and fifth-tier cities, where many people had never seen them.

Yan Shengnan cherishes it so much that even when his friends and classmates come, they can only look but not touch it.

But now it is treated as garbage by grandma and dad and thrown away casually.

No matter how good-tempered and sensible Yan Shengnan is, he has his own bottom line and attitude.

Her tears burst out of her eyes and she yelled at Yan's mother.

"That was my birthday present from my mom! Grandma, how could you just throw away all my things without saying anything?"

"You didn't keep your own things and now you blame me. What they said is true. Raising a granddaughter is useless. When she grows up, she only knows how to recognize her mother..."

"Grandma, are you being reasonable? Everything in that room belongs to me. You can move it away or throw it away, but can't you at least wait until I come back?"

"Yours?"

When Yan's mother heard this, she became unhappy. She put her hands on her waist and shouted without any scruples, relying on the fact that her words carried weight as an elder.

"What are you talking about, you little bastard? This is my home, your father's home. I raised you up without asking for money, and yet you're eyeing my house. It still belongs to you?"

Yan's mother became more and more excited as she spoke.

"When you grow up and marry, you'll be like spilled water, you know. If you don't learn to be good, you'll learn to be sharp-tongued and ungrateful like your mother. You really raised an ungrateful person!"

“Grandma, you!”

Yan Shengnan felt extremely aggrieved.

Grandma's words were like a knife cutting into her heart, cold and painful.

Her tears flowed down.

At this moment, she finally understood what her mother Lin Xiangli said.

If this is true, is my mother really the only person in this world who cares about me? No, there is also my father Yan Dahai.

She wanted to complain to her father about her helplessness and loneliness, hoping to get comfort.

As they were talking, Yan Dahai brought Feng Qianqian back from outside. When they heard the noise in the house, they hurriedly took a few quick steps.

The two collided head-on.

After seeing his father, Yan Shengnan felt even more aggrieved.

She cried to her father about her grandmother's harsh words and unfair behavior.

Unexpectedly, Yan's mother walked up to the two of them angrily in three or two steps, and her words made Yan Shengnan completely disappointed.

"You bastard, you're still complaining. Let me tell you, your father told you to throw away all those things, and he also told you to vacate this house..."

After hearing this, Yan Shengnan looked at his father Yan Dahai.

How she wished at this moment that her father could refute her grandmother and speak for her.

Unexpectedly, Yan Dahai was very calm and downplayed the incident without any concern.

"Just throw it away, they are all useless. You should focus on studying now..."

"dad!"

Yan Dahai ignored him and turned around, holding Feng Qianqian, whose belly was slightly protruding, and walked in.

Seeing that her son was not going to intervene, Yan's mother continued to complain with some complacency.

"Da Hai, see? You've spoiled me. You call me like an elder. This is how our family is. If you like, you can stay. If you don't like, you can leave."

After Yan's mother finished speaking, she took the pregnant Feng Qianqian and asked her to sit down, then she pushed Yan Shengnan hard from behind.

"Go ahead and cry if you want to. Don't stand here and get in the way! Now that you've grown up, you'll go to the south to find your mother, right? Go now, I won't stop you!"

Tears wet her clothes, and Yan Shengnan cried even harder, her body swaying with sobs.

Yan Dahai casually said something to comfort him and was about to leave.

Yan Shengnan said this with hatred towards the entire family and everyone in his eyes.

"My mom was right..."

"What?"

"If there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather!"

"What are you talking about!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Dahai's face instantly turned dark and he scolded.

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't know how to appreciate the fact that I gave you a little face!"

Yan Shengnan, who usually endures and has to be well-behaved and sensible, no longer needs to remain calm and restrained at this moment.

Because she understood everything.

For so many years, she was simply an unnecessary burden in the family, and no one in the family really cared about her from beginning to end.

Yan Shengnan stood up straight, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, looked at everyone with a firm expression, and then revealed the feelings that had been buried for many years.