Landlady who likes to hoard land

Before the housing issue was resolved, Wang's mother fell ill.

Wang Chengyu carefully helped his mother out of the car. After his mother entered the house, she lay down on the iron bed on the east side of the main room, which was separated only by a curtain.

"How did your mother's medical checkup go? What did the doctor say?"

Mr. Wang smoked a cheap cigarette, his dark red face hidden behind the acrid smoke.

To support Wang Chenggong in opening his factory, the family poured everything they had into it, and at one point they didn't even have money to buy groceries. They relied entirely on the occasional help from his three sisters.

Mr. Wang had quit smoking for a while, but in the last few days, because of his wife's illness, he started smoking again.

"The doctor said there's a tumor on my ovary, and I already have ascites. I need to be hospitalized. Let's discuss which hospital to go to, and we'll go to complete the admission procedures first thing tomorrow morning."

Wang Chenggong glanced at his mother, who was lying on her side facing inward on the hospital bed, and said softly.

After much discussion and comparison, they finally decided to be hospitalized in a specialized hospital in the city, and Wang's mother had no objection to this.

After reaching a decision, Wang's father and Wang Chenggong went back to work at the factory.

For the poor, there is no time for sadness; they have to work to earn money, and only with money can they afford medical treatment.

The factory is small, and apart from six workers, family members are the main workforce.

Wang Chengyu and Wang Chengqing cooked dinner for the whole family together.

"Mom, Chengqing and I went back first. We'll go to the hospital to wait for you tomorrow. You and my brother can go directly to the hospital tomorrow."

"Go back now, drive carefully."

Wang's mother lay on her side on the bed, facing inward without turning her head, her voice still nasal from crying.

Pretending not to notice, Wang Chengyu suppressed her heartache and continued to instruct her younger sister.

"Chenghua, you stay here tonight and help Mom pack her things for the hospital. Your second sister and I will head back now."

"Go back home, I'll take care of things there, everything will be alright."

Wang Chenghua has the youngest child, making it inconvenient for her to travel back and forth. She's staying at her parents' house today to take care of her mother.

Wang Chengqing drove Wang Chengyu back home. Wang Chengyu could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

As Wang Chengqing drove, he heard his sister crying. Large tears fell onto the steering wheel and splashed onto his hands, leaving mottled tear stains.

Blame God for being blind? Blame fate for being unfair? It seems like nothing will change anything!

After a good cry, life goes on!

Mrs. Wang was the pillar of this family. She used to take care of everything in the family. Now that she is sick, her siblings should step up and be her support.

Back home, the two children were doing their homework in their room, and Xu Jianren, unusually, was cooking for them.

Hearing that Wang Chengyu had returned, the two children ran out of their room.

"Mom, where did you go?" Xu Yao was the first to run up to her and ask.

The children are unaware that Wang Chengyu's mother is ill.

Grandma is sick, so Mom went to visit her.

Wang Chengyu took off his coat, leaned back, and slumped weakly onto the sofa.

Is Grandma feeling better now?

Xu Wen sat on the sofa, leaning against her.

"Go back and do your homework, dinner will be ready soon."

Xu Jianren turned down the gas, stopped frying, and poked his head out of the kitchen to call out.

"Not yet, Mom has to visit Grandma tomorrow. You two go do your homework, it'll be time to eat soon," she said, shooing her two sons away. Wang Chengyu closed her eyes to rest.

"What did the doctor say about Mom's illness?" Xu Jianren came over to ask.

"The doctor said there's a tumor on my ovary, which might not be good. We'll have to wait for the tests to find out the specifics. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to get admitted," Wang Chengyu replied with her eyes closed.

The person she least wants to see right now is Xu Jianren; how unfilial she is!

The mother was in unbearable physical pain and had to worry about the messy affairs of her in-laws. It is possible that these messy affairs exacerbated her condition and became the last straw that broke her back.

Whenever she thought of these possibilities, her heart felt like it was being squeezed and kneaded in someone's hand, it hurt so much! Her mother's pain must be a hundred or a thousand times worse than this.

Why do women have to get married and have children? Why is it so difficult? What exactly does marriage bring to women?

Wang Chengyu had thought about this problem a thousand times, but he still couldn't figure it out.

"How could this happen? You should rest for a while; the food will be ready soon."

Seeing his wife slumped on the sofa like a wilted blade of grass, looking utterly lifeless, Xu Jianren didn't ask any more questions and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

"I'm not eating anymore. You guys eat later, I'm going to lie down for a bit."

After washing up, Wang Chengyu lay on the bed with her eyes closed, and the images in her mind flashed by like a movie.

She thought of her mother struggling to walk with her belly, her father's cloudy and helpless eyes, her brother's desolate and lonely figure, and then thought of her own powerlessness. Tears welled up again and became even more uncontrollable.

The tears she shed during this period seemed to have exhausted all the tears she had accumulated over the previous thirty years.

My mother had been feeling unwell since spring, and her lower abdomen would hurt when she rode her bicycle over small potholes. Looking back now, she realized that she had already fallen ill then, but they didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a minor ailment. This has led to her developing ascites.

When her child was young, back when they lived in the countryside, Wang Chengyu often took the child back to her parents' home. But since the child started elementary school and they moved into an apartment building, she rarely goes back to her parents' home anymore.

She doesn't drive, and the bus only goes to town, from where her home is still quite a distance away. If she's lucky, she can get a ride in a small three-wheeled vehicle; if she's unlucky, she has to walk for half an hour to get home.

Before her brother started his factory, she would have her father pick her up on his electric scooter when she came home.

After my brother opened the factory, my father had to work there. My mother couldn't ride an electric bike, and she didn't want my father to have to travel back and forth anymore.

The drive was less than half an hour, but it felt like an eternity. She went home less and less often.

It is said that a daughter who marries far away is like a child raised for nothing. She lives so close to her parents, so what has she done for them?

In the few occasional phone calls, my mother always reported good news and never bad.

In the eyes of the siblings, their mother was always energetic and decisive, doing things efficiently and without hesitation.

Wang Chengyu simply couldn't accept that her capable mother had fallen seriously ill.

No one knew when, but Wang Chengyu had fallen into a deep sleep. Even Xu Jianren didn't know when he had gone to sleep.

When Wang Chengyu woke up the next day, it was already bright daylight. His eyes were sore and his left side of his head was throbbing with pain, as if someone was poking and stirring it with a sharp needle.

This is an old problem for Wang Chengyu. Whenever she thinks too much, she gets a migraine. Last night's crying and worrying immediately took their toll on her body this morning.

I boiled water as soon as I got up. The house was quiet. The clock on the living room wall showed 7:30 in the morning. The children should all be at school by now. Xu Jianren should have gone to work too.

I looked around the kitchen and found leftover rice from last night in the pot. Because less water was added when cooking the rice, it was sticky and dry, obviously leftovers because no one wanted to drink it. There were no dishes on the table.

After so many years of marriage, Xu Jianren never considers others when eating, something she's long been used to.

Xu Jianren rarely cooks; he can count the number of times he has cooked since getting married on one hand. In his mother-in-law's words, their son doesn't know how to do these things.

Yesterday, Wang Chengyu was already very satisfied that she was able to cook and pick up the children when she came home late; she couldn't ask for anything more.