Chapter 6 Chapter Six

Three weeks later, the Jiang family had a big problem. Mr. Jiang couldn't let go of the house he was holding on to, so he moved his whole body. Only then did Nansun realize that he had been playing for nothing for a few years, and all the money he earned continued to be invested. His hands were empty, and it was like playing a magic trick. Not only that, but also owed a large bet to the bank, paying interest every month is a terminal illness. Nansun was called home and saw her father crawling around the house like a headless chicken, with a layer of oil floating on his face, he was out of breath.

Mother hid in the room, still calm, smoking silently. "Where's grandma?" "Going to chapel." "Is there any money here from her?" "The four floors of Xiwan Town are all hers." "Damn, why don't you let go quickly?" "Who wants it?" "It's for sale at a cut price." "Miss, I still need you to teach me. It has already fallen by 30%, and I still owe the bank money after selling it at half price." Mrs. Jiang's voice was very calm, "The bank is forcing positions." "How could it be like this?" Nansun was dumbfounded, "According to the business, at most it will lose money."

"The speculative business is different." Nansun supported her head with her hands, the room was dead silent, she could hear the sound of cigarettes burning in her mother's hands. After a long time she asked, "What should I do?" "have no idea." "Mom, it's a mess outside, do you know that?" "Why don't you know, the game is over, and the tea is gone, so there is only one topic to talk about, which is that it is best to leave immediately." At this time, Mr. Jiang opened the door and came in, "Nan Sun, we only have one solution now."

Nansun looked at his father's disheveled face. "you say." "Go and ask Hongzu if he can help us." "Yes," Nansun said, "but first let me know what the actual situation is and how much we owe." Jiang's father and daughter sat in the study, took out all the books and documents, and read them all afternoon.In the evening, when the old lady stumbled back, Nansun opened the door for her. A face-to-face meeting, seeing that it was a granddaughter, she said wearily: "If it's a boy, we should do something." Nansun replied calmly: "That's true. He can rob banks, but I can't. He can turn stones into gold, but I can't either. Our Jiang family just lacks such a savior."

The old lady was stunned, staring at her grandson, but she didn't scold her, but seemed to be reminiscing what she had said. Finally, the old lady went back to her room tremblingly, locked the door, and did not come out to eat. It wasn't until after four o'clock in the morning that Nansun had a clue. Mr. Jiang slumped down on the sofa and fell asleep from exhaustion. Nansun went to the bathroom and applied cold water to his face, then walked to the balcony and stood there. Before dawn, the fresh air in the morning reminded her of the scene when she and Zhang Anren danced all night in the university and broke up. This is the smell. The surroundings seem to be full of flowers and dew. She can't dream. It's good to take a deep breath.

She really didn't want to test Zhang Anren's feelings for her, besides, it was impossible. He himself has no property, everything is in the hands of his parents.She is not their daughter-in-law. It is reasonable for Zhang's family to help Jiang's family. The most important part is that it is doubtful whether the Zhang family has the ability and leisure. This morning, like other mornings in autumn, the sky was bright and the air was clear, but Nansun couldn't feel it, and the wandering turned into a dark wind, which slipped down from her collar and made her feel cold all over her body. Nansun shivered and felt Unprecedented loneliness.

No one can help her, and no one can save her, but she must try to clean up this mess. But Nam-sun wanted a little spiritual support, so she naturally went to her mother's room. Mrs. Jiang was not asleep. She raised her eyes, "how is it?" "It's a mess." "What did he do before?" "Five pots and three lids, if it's too late to let one pot vent its gas, it will work if the market is good." Mrs. Jiang smiled wryly, "I didn't understand until today." Nansun remembered that at that time, her grandmother complained that her son could only go shopping, while his daughter-in-law could only play mahjong.

It would have been fine if it had always been like this, Nansun sighed. "I'm going to work." Mrs. Jiang had nothing to say. But Suosuo came to the office early in the morning to find her, and told her with great interest that the business was profitable this month. Nansun talked with her with a wry smile. What kind of person is Suo Suo, how could he not be able to tell the real smile from the fake one, so he immediately asked: "Is Tong Zhang Anren dirty?" "not him." Suo Suo moved his two eyebrows up and down cartoonishly, "There is a third party."

Seeing her so lively, Nansun couldn't help laughing. "tell me the story." "Beware of prenatal education." "You have been overwhelmed by dark clouds these days, what the hell is going on?" "Tear your crow's mouth, the company has already made money, and it still needs to die." Suosuo grinned, "30,700 yuan, it's not easy." "Miss Xie, we are about to start work, you can do your hair." Suo Suo stared at her, "Are you still hiding it from me?" Nansun made a sudden move and stopped her. "Why do you have to stick to something, one person counts the short, and two count the long."

"I didn't even tell Zhang Anren about the matter related to money. How did you know?" Suo Suo smiled. Nansun understood, "Is it my father or my mother?" "neither." "Who?" "old lady." "My grandmother!" Nansun opened his mouth wide. "People are old. We met yesterday, and she told me everything." Unexpectedly, Nansun fell down on the chair. "I have reached an agreement with her. I will be responsible for the balance. For the head bet, if she loses, the price will rise in the future. If there is any profit, I hope it can be distributed back to her."

Nansun was stunned, she never thought that Suosuo would do such a thing for the Jiang family. After a long time, she cleared her throat and said: "You're not a very shrewd businessman." Suosuo smiled: "It's lucky to be confused." Nansun's eyes were red, and he lowered his head silently. "Just look at it, the price will go up, at least the interest will be earned back, and the situation will definitely settle down in three or two years." Nansun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his finger prints. "It's a pity that your father is going to have to worry about it," Suosuo said apologetically, "The U.S. dollars are soaring. I advise the old lady to let go while the price is good. I don't know if she will." Nansun said; "That's her coffin book." "Nan Sun, I know your temper, but maybe you can talk to Zhang Anren." "This one," Nansun said sadly, "It's hard for me to raise my head in their house." Zhu Suosuo let out a laugh, "If you read too much, you will become pedantic. Just think highly of yourself. Whoever looks down on you is good. It's good to help, but not to push you down." These words are black is black, white is white, spicy and crispy, it is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary women. Suosuo immediately saved Nansun some face, "Of course, I'm a quack with different identities. For the sake of convenience, the detailed terms and conditions are omitted." Nansun felt that this time he really had to bite the bullet. "Say something happy, Nansun, listen, the fetus starts to kick." Nansun gently put her ears against Suo Suo's abdomen, and suddenly there was a rather strong vibration, which made her jump up. Suo Suo laughed. Nansun felt a little relaxed. By noon, things took a turn for the worse. Nansun was eating a sandwich when Zhang Anren suddenly pushed the door open, and the female colleague who was resting on the table had to avoid it. Before Nansun could speak, Xiao Zhang had already sat down in front of her, and immediately said, "Your father asked us to borrow money, do you know?" Nansun was stunned, his voice was full of contempt, contempt, and anger.She thought he should at least show sympathy and concern, and get to know the facts. "How can he come to borrow? We don't know him well at all, Nansun, you should talk about him. If he does this, it will affect you, and it will affect me. My parents are very unhappy about this matter. You Father is too bold." Hearing such words, Nansun felt numb all over, and after a long time, her chest felt a little warmer. She heard her own voice asking calmly, "Then do you want to borrow it or not?" Zhang Anren quickly replied: "My father immediately told him that there was nothing he could do." He seemed very satisfied with his father's wise decision. "So, since there is no loss at all, why bother to ask the sinner?" Xiao Zhang was stunned. "It's his fault. He miscalculated his friends. My father is a slightly naive person. Sometimes his thoughts are very naive. Please forgive me." Xiao Zhang still insisted on biting, "But he..." I don't know where the strength came from, Nansun stood up with a "huo", and opened the glass door of the office, "We are going to work." Zhang Anren's eyes widened, "Is this your attitude? Our five-year friendship is due to failure to borrow money..." Nansun didn't listen any more, her ears had stopped operating, and Zhang Anren's lips moved for a while, before angrily walking away. Exhausted, Nansun sat down and leaned on the desk. She wanted to cry, but somehow, the moisture in her body seemed to have been squeezed dry by the cruel reality, and she had no tears at all. Back home, Zhu Suosuo arrived first. It is clear at a glance who is a friend and who is not, but Nansun feels that no one has the right to call a friend to both sides, and he is even more heartbroken. I only heard the old lady say: "Miss Zhu, giving is more blessed than receiving, this time is really thanks to you." Grandma still presided over the overall situation, Jiang is old and hot. She continued: "I didn't expect Nansun to entertain you for a few months and bring us a great benefactor." Suo Suo couldn't listen anymore, "Old lady, this is just an investment, any business has to take risks, let's talk about something else, when Nansun comes back, I'll have a chat with her, you have to rest too." Nansun watched as his mother helped the old lady into the room. Mr. Jiang seized the opportunity to explode, "Nan Sun, you haven't seen people with your eyes all these years. Do you know how the Zhang family robbed me?" He began to talk about his unpleasant experience, and when he was excited, he slapped his thighs on the table vigorously, his face swelled like purple ginger, his neck became red and strong, and veins appeared on his forehead. He condensed what he said, but he lamented the misfortune of giving birth to a stupid girl. He played with others for so long in vain. At a critical moment, he didn't see any benefit. He didn't dare to blame others, but this daughter was too disappointing for him. Nansun stood up and left the scene when he finished his speech and drank tea to quench his thirst. Suosuo knew her temper and didn't comfort her. After a long time, she lightly laughed at herself: "Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, there are no people on both sides." Suosuo only asked, "What does the old lady have for supper today? Steal some." Only she, falling from the sky as a quilt, should be like this. "Now we can go ashore." Nansun said. "You want to hear my troubles? Don't regret it." Suosuo smiled. Nansun looked at her: "Zhu Suosuo, I love you." When the U.S. dollar rose to one yuan to nine yuan and eight anise Hong Kong dollars, everyone rushed to buy them, but the old lady sold them all to redeem her son. The mortgaged house had already expired, and the bank gave them a month to move out. Mr. Jiang finally broke down and cried loudly. The three generations of women in the family could only look at him blankly. Nansun packed up the sundries, including Zhang Anren's racket, jacket, and odds and ends. He called him upright to get them back. Nansun felt that what her father said was right. There are men who are as deep as the sea in the world. She has no skills and can't catch any of them. A heart has been gray since then. I also kind of understand why my aunt would rather live alone with a dog. Nansun's eyes no longer have vigor, and there is always a trance smile on the corner of his mouth. This kind of world-weary, helpless expression has touched many opposite sexes. Old, middle-aged and young men in business all like Jiang Nansun. She more or less got it. Some convenience. Nansun knew that the big hand of fate began to push her to the way of her aunt. It's not a bad road either, although it's lonely and poor, it's noble. Nansun wrote a long letter about the situation at home, about the length of a short story, and sent it to her aunt. She expected to hear back, but there was none. Mrs. Jiang knew about it, and said to Nansun: "We haven't done anything for her, so we can't expect anything. She can only be herself. She should be careful. Instead of making vague promises, it is better to keep silent." Nam Sun hates mother because she doesn't hate anyone. She tried every means to find excuses to excuse others, everyone had difficulties and grievances, but when it was her turn, she had no excuses at all. At that moment, Nansun said: "No, Auntie will never leave us." Mrs. Jiang was silent, but now Nansun saw the right person. Auntie didn't reply because she had already left. When Nansun received the call, she was already in the hotel, and the mother and daughter rushed to meet her. As soon as the hotel door was opened, Nansun smelled the special smell of British tobacco mixed with the fragrance of Linglan. The aunt had not taken off her overcoat, she was standing in front of the window, her black dress made her look aloof, noble and withdrawn. "Nan Sun." She opened her hands. Nansun endured this moment, tears welled up, unable to lift his head. The aunt said simply: "I will take your mother and daughter away." Mrs. Jiang asked: "What about them?" "Who are they?" "My husband, my mother-in-law." The aunt was silent for a while, "I can't help them." Mrs. Jiang sat down silently. The aunt asked: "Haven't you had enough?" Mrs. Jiang was sad, and kept stroking the other arm with one hand, as if she was afraid of the cold. "A family like that, do you still want to stay?" Mrs. Jiang was unwilling to answer. The aunt raised her head and sneered slightly. Finally, Mrs. Jiang said in a small voice: "I can't leave him at this moment, we had a good time, and now he needs me." The aunt said: "He has never played the role of a husband in his life. He is your eldest son. Your precious time and blood are used to serve and take care of him." Mrs. Jiang suddenly laughed. After a while she said, "I want to." "You poor woman, Nansun," she turned her head, "you come with me immediately." Nansun swallowed a mouthful of froth. Auntie stared at her like a hawk, and laughed, "You also suffer from loyalty?" Mrs. Jiang quickly said: "Nan Sun, if you want to leave, just go, the family affairs are messed up." Nansun shook his head slowly, "Now is not the time, my parents want me to take care of them." The aunt looked at their mother and daughter in disbelief, and after a while she said, "Okay, okay." Nan Sun was a little sorry. "Jiang is a lucky person." The aunt said. Mrs. Jiang said to her: "I know you look down on him, but he is not a bad person. Over the years, only he has given me a little comfort." Auntie went to the window, carrying Nansun mother and daughter on her back, and said with a sigh: "I can say that even if I am small." Nansun couldn't help but add in his mind, me too. "Then my trip was in vain." "No no no no," Nansun replied with a little expression, "We need your support." "Where are you going to move?" Nansun replied: "My home." "How big is it?" Nansun made a tofu look with his fingers. "A family of four, can you survive?" Nan Sun spread his hands. Mrs. Jiang heaved a long sigh. Auntie carried Nansun on her back and handed an envelope containing cash to her sister. "What's the matter, contact me." Auntie came and went. Jiang's family moved to Nansun's narrow apartment. Nine out of ten furniture and sundries were lost, but they still could not be accommodated. The old lady has a dozen or so old leather suitcases brought out from the inland. They are as old as the nose and grandchildren, and one of them is unwilling to throw away. The things in it include gowns from 50 years ago, and photo frames from 30 years ago. Fur twenty years ago... Nansun took advantage of the old lady's going to the chapel and spent hundreds of dollars to hire someone to carry it away and throw it away. When the old lady came back, she scolded her to death, and Nansun who cursed was sent to the eighteenth level of hell almost immediately. Suosuo originally wanted to help the Jiang family find a more comfortable place, but was firmly rejected by Nansun Tieqing. One lifetime is enough to owe Zhu Suosuo, three lifetimes would be outrageous. The upper room was given up to the grandmother, and the parents occupied one room. Nansun had to sleep on the sofa. The hall was so small that there could only be two sofas. Nansun slept with his legs curled up every night. Zhu Suosuo was furious when he saw it, and asked her who she would give her hard work. Look. The biggest problem is the kitchen, where three meals a day have to be cooked, fried and fried, the room is full of smoke, and gradually everyone smells of oily smoke, like a stove girl. Mr. Jiang muttered to himself: "Dedicated to the world, dedicated to the world." Mrs. Jiang naturally gave up mahjong tiles and ate them all day long. Apart from being unkempt, she said optimistically, "He will get used to it." Mr. Jiang is not used to it. When the incident happened, Nansun was in the company. The day before was relatively busy. She took a bed and slept in the office for a few hours. The call was from my mother. Mr. Jiang slipped in the bathroom and was unconscious and sent to the hospital. Nansun rushed to see his father lying on the hospital bed, his face was like a wax figure. It happened so fast that the grandparents and grandchildren had no time to grieve. It seemed that other people's incidents happened. They watched a lot of news and knew that there was such a tragedy. Three days later, Chiang died of cerebral hemorrhage. The colleague helped Nansun a lot, running around for days, but Nansun didn't tell Suangsuo about the matter, for fear that she would be worried. Day and night, Nansun gritted his teeth and cremated his father. Nan Sunduo hoped that Zhang Anren would show up and say a few words of comfort to her for the sake of the old days. But he has no news at all. He is afraid that his grandson will implicate him. A woman with a widowed mother and a lonely and weird old grandmother has no future. It is good to avoid it. In Zhang Anren's eyes, Nansun depreciated to zero, which is already quite a lot of Jiang Nansun before. He cleanly and officially canceled this relationship. After everything was done, Nansun was close to collapse. After receiving the notice from Xie's family, he rushed to the hospital again, where Suosuo gave birth to his daughter. It was a very, very large baby, weighing almost five kilograms. The nurse took her out, but Nansun was a little scared and didn't dare to take over. She had never been so close to a baby for such a soft and boneless life. Suo Suo encourages her. The old man passed away, the child was born, and the law of heaven reincarnated. Nansun stretched out his hand to hold the small package in his arms. The baby squirmed, as if to take a more comfortable position. Bigger faces, pink, with features that couldn't be smaller. Nansun was shocked, and put his face on it. The baby suddenly burst into tears, and Nansun knew that all this was true. It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a nightmare, it just happened. Suosuo is in good spirits, and must hold Nansun to chat. Nansun said, "It hurts, right?" Suosuo said, "I don't want to mention it anymore." "To give birth to him, you must love him very much." "Nan Sun, I have learned not to do anything for anyone. If I do things for others, I will regret it sooner or later. I only do it for myself. I want a child." Nansun looked at her in surprise. "Look, if your mother didn't have you, how would you survive these days?" Nansun chuckled, "The fallacy, it's not for me, she doesn't have to be trapped in Sorrow City at all, she can learn from my aunt early, and fly out freely." "But you're the only one with her in the box, aren't you?" Nansun can't laugh or cry. "This child will also accompany me." Nansun sighed, "It's cruel." The nurse came in and took the baby out. Suosuo said, "I didn't expect you to endure hardships like this." "I?" "With so many classmates, you are the most impatient. You have to ask for justice about the sesame and mung beans. You can't let it go. It's endless. It's really annoying." Suo Suo smiled. Listening to these anecdotes, Nansun was stunned for a while, then asked blankly, "Really, is this me?" He couldn't remember anything. "Guess, if we were exiled to the Amazon Basin and left to fend for ourselves, how many people would survive?" Nansun glanced at Suosuo, "Mermaid-eating, poisonous arrows, witchcraft? Pediatrics, I guarantee that everyone will come out alive, and try to get soap to bathe. We will go next time in a group." Suosuo said with a smile, "You've really worked out." Looking out the window, Nansun seemed to be crossing the road, and said to himself that it would be better if a truck shoveled it up, and it would save thirty or forty years. " "Nan Sun!" She turned her head and smiled apologetically, "Just thinking about it." "Don't even think about it." Someone opened the door and came in. It was Xie Hongzu, with a large bouquet of roses, and he bent down to kiss his wife's face without paying attention to whether there were guests. Nansun can be sure that at this moment, they are in love. That winter was indescribably cold, and with the scattered market, it was extremely cold, theaters, pubs and restaurants were all empty, and everyone hid at home. The old lady was afraid of the cold, so she turned on the thermostat and closed the windows tightly. She aged suddenly, her hair fell out badly, she was often silent, and she only went to church when she wanted to speak. On Saturday afternoon, the mother and daughter opened all the windows to allow fresh air to circulate while the old lady was out of the apartment. Mrs. Jiang said, "Your aunt has a letter." Nansun smiled, "She is an eagle, we are poultry." "Speaking of where, Nansun, she still told us to go." "Let's go, who will serve the old lady." "Go, Nansun, I have everything." Nansun raised an eyebrow, "How is this possible? It's ridiculous to leave a mother and grandmother who have no financial means." Mrs. Jiang was silent. "It's true that you go, mother." "Me?" Mrs. Jiang was stunned. "I have a future. Do you believe that I will be wronged in this environment for the rest of my life? I don't believe it. With a little more salary, I can hire someone to take care of my grandmother and save everyone from suffering. Mom, this room can't accommodate three people." Mrs. Jiang burst into tears. "Fortunately, your father left quickly and didn't drag down the medical expenses." "Pack up and leave to relax, just like traveling." "you……" "I'm no longer a child." Mrs. Jiang still wants to evade. Nansun said angrily: "It's really unreasonable, but people in their forties insist on selling meat to raise orphans to look great. Why don't you take a look at the world, how many women of your age are dressed in fancy dresses, Huayue Zheng What about the spring breeze?" "This, this, what is this!" "If you don't go, I will quarrel with you every day." "Then... I'll be back when I go." "You don't need to come back, no one needs you, you leave and I can move into the room." "Nan Sun, why are you so heartless?" Nan Sun smiled. She is willing to be a gutless son. The grandmother came back early, she closed the window and scolded people, after a few curses, she suddenly felt that Nan grandson and her daughter were really having a hard time, so why bother to make it harder, so she staggered back to her room. In the evening, Mrs. Jiang only made a pot of soup and rice cakes, and Nansun filled a bowl and brought it in for grandma. She sat down to a showdown with the crone. It could be seen that the old lady was scared, and the flesh on her cheeks trembled slightly. Nansun couldn't bear it very much, and finally finished the whole thing with a hard heart, and made a soft conclusion: "You and me are the only two left." The old man stared blankly at his granddaughter. She had never had a good impression of Nansun, and had despised her wantonly for twenty years, just because she was not a male grandson. He really didn't expect that one day he would depend on her for life and rely on her meager income to support his life. Will this kid take the opportunity to get revenge? She was only heard to say; "We will survive." Nansun stood up and exited, closing the door gently. Mrs. Jiang asked, "What did your grandmother say?" Nansun replied: "It's not her turn to express her opinion." "Nan Sun, she is your grandmother." "I know." "Grandfather passed away early in the morning, and she has her difficulties." "With me as her punching bag, it's not too hard." "Nan Sun, promise me to treat her well." Mrs. Jiang was terrified. Nansun couldn't help but laugh, "Am I like an elder abuser?" "You must promise me that no matter what the circumstances, there will be no mistakes for your grandmother." "Okay, I agree." Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll be back as soon as I go." Nansun looked sideways and saw that there was a crack in the door of the grandmother's room, and she had clearly closed the door just now. Could it be that the grandmother heard their conversation. Nan Sun sent his mother away. She was so sure because she found a new job, or more precisely, the new job found her, so Nansun could ask for a more generous salary. The new owner was originally her customer, and she admired Nan Sun very much, and deliberately poached her. After Suosuo found out, he was very angry, and said a lot of things, such as no one plows the lean land, and some people fight for plowing it, and so on, he almost compares Nansun to a pig or a cow. Nansun blindly endured. If things go on like this, she fears that she will get cancer before she turns thirty. After giving birth, Suosuo's figure is a bit loose, he went on a diet desperately, he couldn't help complaining, but he didn't know that his charm was better than before. Suosuo was very nostalgic, and whenever he had free time, he ran to Nansun's place, and with his youngest daughter, the driver and the nanny waited downstairs for several hours. Still discussing the "Bible" with the old lady and talking about the ascension of the soul, which made the old man very happy. Nansun murmured with a smile and scolded her for being really skilled. Nansun Tuo Suosuo hired a female worker who could cook Shanghainese dishes. She came at nine in the morning and left at six in the evening. Her salary was reimbursed for her hard work, and her clothes were still shabby. But the life of the old lady settled down, holding several family worships in a row. Once Nansun saw his grandmother holding Suosuo's little baby girl and made her laugh. Nansun was very surprised, strange, the old man didn't mind men and women. Mrs. Jiang had been away for nearly two months and hadn't come back yet. Nansun felt relieved and gained a little weight. It can be seen that her vitality is gradually recovering. Suosuo told her; "The market is improving." Nansun said: "I can't live in your house all my life." "You're a person who wants to save face and suffer." "The new boss treats me well. As soon as the environment permits, I will find a place to move immediately." "Stop talking nonsense, to be honest, have you found a boyfriend yet?" Nan Sun shook his head. "You have to go out and look for it." "Not available." "You work hard day and night, your boss gets a golden bull, and you don't always think about yourself." Nansun laughed dryly, "The business of making clothes..." "Clothes, are you making clothes?" "I didn't tell you?" "Miss Jiang, you and I haven't had a good talk for a long time." A big jewel on Suosuo's finger flashed exaggeratedly all the time. Nansun found a pair of sunglasses and put it on the frame. Suosuo was stunned, and then realized his intention, and rushed to kill Nansun. Suo Suo hopes that they will have many more days like this when they regain their innocence at that moment. At thirty, forty, fifty years old, the age is not final, the most important thing is that the two of them will not change their minds. It can be seen that the environment of Suo Suo is luxurious, and the clothes are packed in giant paper bags and sent to Nansun... "If you don't want it, take it to the Salvation Army." Each piece is wrapped in soft paper, and the things you give away are still handled It is so neat, it has always been a good habit to lock, and the old shoes are wiped clean. Some styles were too novel and Nansun didn't want them, so she brought them back, which really saved Nansun a lot of clothing costs.