Two generations of military wives compete for time

Qian Yizhen ran home happily holding the admission letter from the Provincial Normal University, wanting her family to share the joy with her. However, as soon as Qian Yizhen entered the house, she heard the sound of crutches tapping the ground behind her. It was Grandma Qian who came back from the street.

Just as Qian Yizhen was about to speak, Qian Nai immediately put on a cold face and yelled at her: "What kind of books are you reading, little girl? What can you achieve? In the end, you will still end up getting married, having children, and serving men."

Qian Yizheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin, white-haired old lady with bound feet in front of him, wearing a rough blue cloth coat. He immediately judged that this should be the Qiannai who controlled the financial power of the Qian family and had a serious preference for boys over girls.

Qian Yizhen looked at Grandma Qian with a scrutinizing eye and said slowly, "Grandma, I want to study and go to college, just to show you that girls are no worse than boys. You yell at me, so rude." Grandma Qian was stunned. Has her eldest granddaughter changed her temper? She never dared to talk back to her elders before.

Grandma Qian immediately became furious and raised her voice, saying, "You ungrateful bastard, you've become such a jerk! Get out, get out, get out." Grandma Qian kept poking the ground with her cane in one hand and swinging it towards the door with the other.

Qian Yizhen walked around Qian's grandmother and went to find Qian's mother. Qian's mother, who suffered from schizophrenia, looked at her eldest daughter in front of her, smiled innocently and said, "My beautiful baby, where have you been? Mommy misses you so much." Qian Yizhen ran over and held Qian's mother's dirty and rough hand, feeling extremely heavy.

Qian Yizhen forced a smile and solemnly presented the admission letter to her mother, "Mom, I got into college." Qian's mother took the admission letter and shook it while saying, "It's beautiful, beautiful, beautiful baby." After that, she laughed at Qian Yizhen non-stop.

Seeing that Qian's mother's hand holding the admission letter was covered with dry wounds and bleeding, Qian Yizhen quickly found a small piece of cloth to bandage her mother's wounds and combed her messy hair. Afterwards, he and his mother turned over the firewood in the yard, fed the chickens and pigs, cleaned up the animal feces, and cleaned the yard...

The sun was setting, dusk was falling, and Qian Nai urged Qian Yizhen to cook dinner. When Qian Ma saw Qian Nai coming over, her face became nervous, and she kept muttering, "I didn't slack off, I won't be lazy again," and she looked at the cane in Qian Nai's hand with horror.

Qian Yizhen hugged her mother and tried to calm her down. She glared at Grandma Qian fiercely and hurried to make dinner for the family of eight.

Light the fire, pull the bellows, and start boiling water. After about half an hour, dinner is ready: corn porridge, sweet potato flour steamed bread, pickled radish, green onions, and garlic.

As the last ray of afterglow slowly faded away, Grandpa Qian, Dad Qian, brother Qian Zuhui, brother Qian Zuhua, and sister Qian Yiyun went down the hill to go home. Dad Qian put away the farm tools and drew a bucket of water from the well. Everyone wiped their faces and sat at the stone table to eat.

While sipping corn porridge, Qian's father asked Qian Yizhen, "Girl, where did you go today? Why didn't you go up the hill to work?" Qian Yizhen replied, "I went to school to get my college admission letter, and took the opportunity to look around to see if there were any part-time workers. I have to do odd jobs to earn tuition." As Qian Yizhen spoke, she put a sweet potato steamed bun in Qian's mother's hand.

Grandpa Qian and Grandma Qian sat at the square table in the house, waiting for the children and bringing the meal to them. When they heard that Qian Yizhen was going to work to earn tuition, Grandma Qian started yelling again: "There are so many farm chores to do, you are not allowed to go out to work."

His elder brother Qian Zuhui also echoed, "You can't work, you have to work uphill, you can't go to college, if you leave, who will do the housework?"

Qian Yizhen ignored Grandma Qian and Brother Qian. He took a small stool and sat next to Dad Qian, trying to enlighten this dull-headed Dad Qian.

Qian Yizhen looked straight at his father Qian and said, "My dear father, have you ever thought about giving me some money for tuition?" His father Qian glanced at Qian Yizhen and continued to drink his corn porridge.

Qian Yizheng raised his voice and continued, "Your daughter is one in a hundred to be admitted to university. Aren't you even a little proud to have a daughter like me?" Qian's father was a little impatient.

Qian Yizheng continued to pester, "You have such an outstanding daughter, but she can't go to college because she can't afford the tuition. Don't you regret it or feel sorry at all?" Qian's father's eyes widened with anger, and he threw the chopsticks in his hand hard on the stone table.

Qian Yizheng stood up subconsciously, stepped back, clenched his fists, and said loudly: "Dad! Have you ever thought that your daughter can go to college, become a boss, make a lot of money, and support you in your old age?" Qian's father's face turned red and black, and he never mentioned the matter of paying the tuition. He continued to eat the shiny black sweet potato flour steamed bread.

It seems that she has been poisoned too deeply by the money-grubbing mother. In her head, she believes that raising a son can only provide for old age, while a daughter is definitely a money-losing commodity.

At this time, Brother Qian leaned against the stone table and said to Qian Yizheng: "Dad, grandpa, great-grandpa, hasn't it been this way for generations? Didn't I follow my parents to work downhill after graduating from junior high school? What's wrong with that? Why would a girl go through so much trouble?" As he spoke, he picked the leftovers from his teeth with his hand.

"My respected brother Zuhui, you work downhill all day long and do mechanical labor all your life, but you can only fill your stomach with corn and sweet potatoes. You don't have a drop of oil in your stomach all year round. Have you ever thought about increasing production, increasing income and improving your life through learning, especially learning agricultural science knowledge?" Qian Yizheng questioned Brother Qian.

Qian's younger brother, who was a sophomore in high school, also stood up and said to Qian Zuhui, "Brother, please don't be ashamed. It's you who didn't get into high school. Besides being forced by your grandparents and dad to work uphill, you just hang out with a bunch of uneducated people in the village. You have a simple mind, strong limbs, and live like apes. I will never be like you, facing the earth all my life and repeating the poor life of my last life. I will study hard, get out of poverty, and create a good life of my own. Since you don't strive for progress yourself, don't talk nonsense and mislead and implicate the three of us." After Qian Zuhua finished speaking, he waved his fist angrily.

Qian Zuhui jumped forward and grabbed Qian Zuhua by the collar. Just as a fight was about to break out, Qian's father stepped forward to separate his two sons and yelled at them, thus avoiding a fight between the brothers.

Qian Yizhen pointed at Qian Zuhui and said, "You pig-head, what else can you do besides touching me? You're a good-for-nothing. You are the eldest grandson of the Qian family. Your grandma, grandpa, and dad dote on you, pamper you, and favor you. They want to use you to carry on the family line and bring honor to the ancestors. Is this the kind of person you are? Humph!" Qian Zuhui picked up a bench and was about to throw it at Qian Yizhen, but was stopped by Qian's father.

Qian Mei, who was in junior high school, was not to be outdone. She stood beside Qian Yizhen and said loudly: "I want to be like my sister, study hard and go to college. When I make money, I will pay for my mother's medical treatment and let everyone in the family eat delicious meat every day." She picked up a wooden stick to prevent herself from being attacked by her older brother.

At this time, Grandma Qian became anxious and yelled, "What nonsense are you talking about, you little girl! Why don't you bring us the food? We are going to starve to death!" The crutch kept poking the ground with a "tapping" sound.

"Grandma, let your son and grandson serve you! I, a money-loser, have to do odd jobs to earn tuition." Qian Yizheng responded to Grandma Qian without fear.

"You unfilial girl, I'm going to beat you to death." Grandma Qian and Dad Qian shouted at Qian Yizhen. Mother Qian huddled in the corner in fear, holding her head and trembling. Qian Yizhen turned to avoid Dad Qian's waving fists and avoided Grandma Qian's crutches. He took his mother's hand and went back to the house to comfort her to sleep.