Three Women in the Cage

However, Huanhuan was unwilling to give up. She kept sending text messages to question Ma Mei, trying to bombard her with text messages.

Ma Mei looked at the text messages that kept coming in. She didn't want to read them, but in the end she couldn't help but take a look. The more she read, the angrier she became, and she was fuming.

She roared angrily on the other end of the phone, throwing things, thinking to herself, "This college student's words are so vicious, he's basically calling people black-hearted. If she doesn't hand over the card, she'll be an unforgivable villain."

Seeing Ma Mei's anger, Yang Jin advised for the first time: "Mom, why don't you give it to them? It's not much money, and we don't need it. Besides, it's what grandpa and grandma deserve. Now that we let them go back, we can't take care of them. So give the money to aunt and let her take care of them. It will also fulfill our filial piety."

Yang Jin still felt that her mother was a bit cruel in this matter. No matter what, her grandparents had lived with them for many years and had taken care of the family and herself diligently. It was only reasonable and emotional that they should be allowed to spend their old age in peace.

After hearing what Yang Jin said, Ma Mei breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that she didn't want to give it, she just had her own considerations, and she was angry at Huanhuan's questioning.

In short, from then on, everyone's relationship was on the verge of breaking out, the contradictions continued to expand, and it seemed that they would explode inadvertently.

Ma Mei decided to persuade Huanhuan and not let her get her wish easily. After thinking about it, she sent the other card to Yang Su, and she and Yang Su agreed to keep one card each.

In this way, she transferred her own conflicts away and let Huanhuan face the pressure from both families.

Yang Su also accepted it calmly. Who doesn’t want free money?

After learning that Ma Mei had transferred a card to Yang Su, Huan Huan's face flushed with anger. These people are now squeezing out even the elderly's subsistence allowance. Don't they care about the kindness of their parents at all?

Influenced by Chi Mu, Ma Mei felt that this was the old man's property and anyone could take it, so why couldn't she? Whoever had the card had the money.

When Huanhuan called Yang Su, Yang Su hung up the phone directly without giving her a chance to continue talking.

They remained deadlocked, neither giving in nor paying attention to each other, and the atmosphere of division grew more and more intense.

During their stalemate, Yang Yu still asked Xinxin to visit her grandparents occasionally and buy some things for them so that the two elderly people could maintain a basic life.

Two months later, under Huanhuan's tireless phone harassment and text message bombardment, they finally agreed to hand over the card.

After Huanhuan went to college, she became much more eloquent. She was good at reasoning and could make people feel ashamed and embarrassed. Therefore, under her moral condemnation every day, Ma Mei and Yang Su had to give up their inner darkness and selfishness and hand over the card.

But they didn't want Huanhuan to succeed so easily. They could have just sent the card to her, but they refused and insisted that she come and pick it up in person!

Ma Mei gave the card to Yang Jin and asked Huanhuan to pick it up at school. Yang Su gave the card to her parents-in-law and asked Huanhuan to pick it up at home.

Huanhuan was out of town and couldn't go to pick it up, so she had to call Xinxin and ask her to find time to pick it up.

After receiving the call, Xinxin thought about going to Ma Mei first to find Yang Jin to get the card. She took a two-hour train that day and found Yang Jin's school according to the address given by Huanhuan.

After waiting at the school gate for half an hour, Yang Jin finally arrived. Looking at Xinxin, she walked over expressionlessly and handed her the card. After Xinxin took it, she turned and walked away.

From beginning to end, she never said a word to Xinxin, nor did she say a word to the two old people. She was so indifferent, as if they had never known each other, and seemed to have forgotten the owner of this card. It seemed that everything had nothing to do with her, and she was indifferent.

However, when she was in the hospital, Xinxin had taken care of her father's excrement and urine, and the two old people had also raised her with great difficulty. However, all this seemed unimportant in her eyes.

That's right, why is it important? After all, she had never looked down on these poor relatives of theirs. If it weren't for her uncle's relationship, how could she have even given them a second glance? Now that her uncle was gone, it was even less likely that she would even give them a second glance. After all, they were two different kinds of people, and there was no way they could have any intersection.

Everything just returns to the way it was!

Xinxin took the card calmly, and walked back the way she came with an indescribable sadness. It seemed that she only stayed for half an hour in between. She came and left in a hurry without any extra stay. In the end, this city had nothing to do with her.

Looking at the place where my uncle was buried, I sighed. After all, my uncle was left in a foreign land. I am afraid it will be difficult to burn paper and burn incense for him in the future!

This time, getting the card went smoothly. Xinxin didn't stop for a moment and set off on her journey back.

When I returned to my hometown that day, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was shining brightly in the sky. The sun outside was like fire, burning my skin.

Under the scorching sun, Xinxin walked on the mountain road for an hour and finally arrived at her aunt's house. Standing at the door, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar place, Xinxin felt very complicated.

When my eldest uncle was still alive, my grandparents didn't go to my younger uncle's house. My mother would always take them to visit my grandparents. Every time they passed by my younger aunt's house, they would just look at them from a distance, never saying hello, nor making an appointment to go together to pay New Year's greetings. They always went their separate ways.

At that time, I didn’t understand why. Later, after seeing more, I slowly understood the subtle relationship between them. My mother told them not to go to my aunt’s house, so as not to arouse their dislike. After all, except for my aunt, the others were outsiders. How could they truly like them?

Besides, compared to them, my aunt is a family member to others after all. She will also stand in other people's perspectives and gradually dislike them, so why bother to disturb them?

Especially my sister-in-law's parents-in-law, who were strong and vicious, and had always been distant and disgusted with her family. From then on, Xinxin disliked them and never spoke to them.

Now, in order to get the card, I have to communicate with them. I feel a little timid and scared. I don’t know what posture or tone to use to make myself confident and not run away.

She couldn't run away, she had to get the card successfully, otherwise today's time would be wasted and she would miss a day off.

Another thing is that she doesn't want to give up halfway. Once she has planned to do something, she will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't do it well. So, subconsciously, she forces herself to do things well and successfully.

After encouraging herself, she pretended to be calm and called out to the inside: "Aunt? Uncle?"

After shouting, she listened carefully for a response, but there was no response for a long time. She was confused. This shouldn't be the case. Wasn't the door open? How could there be no one inside?

She continued to shout unwillingly: "Is anyone home? Is there anyone?"

Because the noise was so loud, a rustling sound finally came from inside, and then a rough voice came out: "Which one?"

As he finished speaking, the man had already arrived at the door.

The tall figure of the middle-aged man stood in front of the door, instantly casting a shadow. Xinxin had no choice but to retreat, and said with a guilty conscience: "Uncle, it's me!"

The middle-aged man looked at Xinxin for a long time, but couldn't remember who she was. After all, the relationship between the two families was very distant, and they seldom visited each other. Now, many years have passed, and she has changed a little.