strictlysupreme Chapter 802 Playing the Part
Chapter 802 Playing the Part
Tang's mother was furious. "You're talking nonsense! Give me back my medicine!"
"No, let me see." Tang Xiaoqiang dodged backward, and his mother missed.
After a while, he still couldn't figure out what kind of medicine it was, so he opened the lid and poured it out to take a look.
Seeing this, Tang's mother hurriedly stopped her.
"Hey, don't move around, it's expensive."
"How expensive is it?"
“I don’t know how expensive this bottle of medicine is, but I know that my monthly medicine costs twenty or thirty yuan.”
"What? Twenty or thirty?" Tang Xiaoqiang exclaimed in surprise. "Mom, what kind of illness are you treating?"
After he came in for a while, he saw that Tang's mother was holding her waist and had massaged it several times.
I moved aside to make room for her on the sofa.
Tang's mother sighed and sat down on the sofa.
"Your mother isn't going to live much longer. If your sister insists on spending money to keep me alive, you probably won't even see me again."
"Oh? Mom, don't scare me! Tell me properly, what happened?"
Tang's mother wiped away her tears before beginning her story.
“I’m sick. Actually, I felt unwell back in my hometown. I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you’d worry. Later, I planned to tell your wife, but before I could even open my mouth, she told me to go back to work. At that time, I didn’t know what disease I had or how many days I had left to live.”
I didn't want to burden you, and I was worried about your sister. Just then, your nephew came looking for me and asked me to take him to find his mother, so I went with them. At the time, I thought that before I died, I wanted to see your sister one last time, and if I could see that she was doing well, I could close my eyes in peace.
Who would have thought that my stubborn sister would insist on dragging me to the hospital? She absolutely refused to tell me what was wrong with me, and not only that, she kept it from the two younger children too. All I remember is that she paid the hospital a lot of money, put me on the operating table, and once the anesthesia was administered, I felt like I was asleep, and I knew nothing more…”
Tang's mother briefly recounted her experience at the hospital, mainly saying that she didn't know anything, that she was given anesthesia and fell asleep, and that she woke up in a hospital room.
It is said that Tang Xiaofen always spoke to the doctor secretly, behind his back.
Aside from knowing that she had spent a lot of money, she knew nothing else.
Although Tang Xiaoqiang didn't know either, he still had some common sense.
I thought to myself, usually only people with serious illnesses would hide it from patients.
Is his mother seriously ill?
Tang Xiaoqiang's gaze fell on his mother, who was sitting on the sofa, either massaging her legs or rubbing her waist.
"Mother, are you feeling unwell?"
Tang's mother nodded and said, "Before, I only had chest pain. After the surgery, my chest pain stopped, but it seems like nothing in my body feels right."
"Get stabbed? Mother, let me see."
"Okay, I'll take a look."
The scar was given to me by my daughter; she said it was the kind they use when making movies.
Tang Xiaoqiang's mother heard him knocking on the door the first time, but she didn't come out to open it for a long time; she was inside applying the scar tissue.
At first glance, the scar doesn't look like anything special, but upon closer inspection, it's definitely fake.
So they discussed it and decided to leave the scar on his chest.
There is a difference between men and women. Even if it is a mother and son, one should not cling to the mother's chest and stare at her for too long.
Tang's mother lifted her clothes to show him, then quickly put them down.
"See that? It's as long as my palm! It really made me suffer."
Although the scar on the film set was fake, it was only shown briefly in a dimly lit room, so it was really hard to tell if it was real or fake.
Tang Xiaoqiang believed it to a large extent.
Then Tang's mother asked again, "How did you find this place? We only moved into this house a month or two ago, how did you know?"
Tang Xiaoqiang smiled faintly, "I have my own ways, Mother, please don't ask."
Tang's mother curled her lip and said, "All you do all day is hang out with your bunch of scoundrels. Tell me, what are you doing here?"
"What? Ha." He stood up and looked around the house like a homeowner, saying, "Now that she's divorced, she's a member of the Tang family again, and this house belongs to the Tang family. How can a woman like my sister hold onto this house? I think we should let her give it to me."
Tang's mother: "Thirty-five a month. If you want to start paying next month, then you can."
Tang Xiaoqiang was taken aback. "Huh?"
“I told you this house was rented by your sister, including the TV, sofa, fan… everything except our clothes and daily necessities belongs to the landlord. It should be written in the contract that any damage will be subject to repair costs. You want to live here? Then you’ll have to pay next month’s rent.”
Tang Xiaoqiang's eyes widened. "What? This house is rented?"
"Otherwise what? If it's not rented, could it be bought? This house is worth tens of thousands. Do you think I'd be worth tens of thousands more if I sold myself, or your sister?"
This……
Tang Xiaoqiang's eyes darted around.
He would believe it if you said it was rented with money.
I knew it! It hasn't been that long. Even if you sold that brat, you still couldn't settle down in a big city.
That bitch Fang Qing lied to him.
However, he had already boasted about it, and his brothers all thought that Tang Xiaofen, that brat, was a mistress of a rich old man in the city, and that the old man had even given her an apartment.
If he goes back and says the house is rented, how can he face his brothers?
"Mother, what kind of job does my sister have?"
Tang's mother pointed to the clothes hanging by the door, "See that? That yellow dress belongs to your sister."
"Hey, who's wearing this? It's so ugly. The color is so bright, and it's bound to get dirty."
"Those were clothes provided free of charge by the company. They even glow when the car headlights shine on them at night."
"Huh? Who wears this kind of clothes on the street?"
"The sanitation worker, your sister got a job sweeping the streets. She wears these bright-colored clothes to attract the attention of drivers, so she won't hit them."
What?
Cleaner?
Tang Xiaoqiang couldn't believe it. "You mean my sister works as a cleaner?"
"Yes, don't look down on this cleaner. He's not bad. He makes 120 yuan a month."
Ok?
Although it's not as good as being someone's mistress, 120 a month is not bad either.
"One hundred and twenty a month? How much money has your sister saved in the last two or three years?"
"Who said that? You only see how much she earns, but you don't see how much she spends. Everything costs money in the big city. Four people, four mouths to feed, how much do they have to eat? And this house, the rent alone is thirty-five, plus water and electricity, we can't even make ends meet forty yuan. The two kids still have to go to school, and I still need to take medicine. Do the math, is a little over a hundred yuan enough?"
Tang Xiaoqiang did the math and shook his head, saying, "It's not enough. My sister must have other sources of income."
Yes, go check the balcony.
Tang Xiaoqiang was a little suspicious, but he still went to the balcony to take a look.
I saw a pile of old and trashy things.
Why are you piling up so much garbage?
“Keep it and sell it. Your sister and I pick it up every day when we have nothing to do. With the money from selling the trash, we can barely make ends meet each month.”