It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    Being reprimanded by Wang Qingqing, Peng Dayuan couldn't hold his face, and he scolded angrily: "Miao Qingqing, don't be ashamed! Don't want to live with me? Have you thought about it? How am I supposed to live?"

      I don't care if I don't care about you, can you survive without me?"

    "Why can't I live anymore?" Wang Qingqing laughed: "Do you think that since we got married, I've lived on you for so many years?"

    "Otherwise?" Peng Dayuan looked around: "This house is a welfare house allocated by the unit, without me, you don't even have a place to stay, so don't just think that you will help me take care of it. Damn, you are at a loss, we are mutually beneficial, you understand?"

      If I live in a house, won’t I rent a house? How many people in our South Second District want to rent out a house? For one dollar a month, I can live in two flats, and it’s mutually beneficial. The benefits are all yours. Right? What benefit do I get from you?"

    There is no end to this, Peng Dayuan began to be impatient: "Miao Qingqing, tell me, how can you take care of the **** like before?"

    Wang Qingqing smiled at Peng Dayuan who looked impatient: "It's very simple, you can pay."

     "Pay? How much will I pay?" Peng Dayuan frowned.

      I'm responsible for the cooking, and I'll take the rent for this house." Wang Qingqing raised her eyebrows at Peng Dayuan: "How is it?"

    Peng Dayuan pondered that if he spent a little more money, Miao Qingqing would be able to continue to manage the wicked eggs, which would be the most worry-free and trouble-free. How much does it cost, he nodded and said: "You have to divide the food and clothing of the idiots, then I will not buy you any more food and money."

    "Yes, we have nothing to do in private except for the marriage certificate on the surface, it is better to have a clear separation, I do not perform any husband and wife obligations, of course you don't have to worry about my food and drink , in the future, Er Niu and I will earn the expenses by myself, you just need to take care of your son." Wang Qingqing smiled.

    "That's fine." As long as Wang Qingqing is willing to continue to take care of the wicked eggs, the child doesn't have to worry about it, everything is easy to say, Peng Dayuan stretched out his hand and picked up the food money that Wang Qingqing had thrown on the table earlier: "Nah How much does Egg cost for a month's food?"

    "It's up to you." Wang Qingqing rubbed her frozen fingers: "Eat this piece, as much as you give, I will give him as much, if you don't give it , I won't give him to eat. To wear, if you bring the cloth and cotton, I will make it for him, if you don't send it, I will not make it. You have to give me the money in advance for this piece."

    Wang Qingqing counted with her fingers: "The water, electricity and sanitation fee is 18 yuan per household per month. If you give half of it, it is 10 yuan and 80 cents a year. You have to buy all the coal in the grain book. It costs fifty dollars, you take twenty-five, ten dollars and eight plus twenty-five, thirty-five dollars and eight, you can give it to me now."

    Thirty-five yuan and eighty cents is Peng Dayuan's salary for more than half a month. He frowned: "I'll pay it monthly, one month at a time."

    "No, I can't buy coal for a month at a time. It's not easy to borrow a car. I can't borrow someone's car every month. You give it all at once." Wang Qingqing categorically refused.

    Wang Qingqing was resolute, Peng Dayuan couldn't, so he had to take out the money he just put in his pocket, and added some points to Wang Qingqing for thirty-five yuan and eighty cents.

    "What about the food expenses?" Wang Qingqing counted the money and stuffed it into her pocket: "Aren't you going to let your son eat?"

    "I have 27 catties of rations in the grain book, plus his own 12 catties, 39 catties of grains are enough for him to eat for a month." Peng Dayuan counted out 11 yuan. Seventy cents were handed to Wang Qingqing.

    "Okay, thirty-nine catties of grain is enough. Does your son eat salt? Does he eat vegetables? Does he eat oil?" Wang Qingqing lowered her head and kneaded herself. Finger: "If you don't give this piece of money, I won't give him these."

    "How much do these cost?" Peng Dayuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Is there any end to it?"

    "It's okay if you don't give it, I'll give him a drink." Wang Qingqing looked up and smiled: "I save trouble, you save money, the best of both worlds."

      It’s not big, but the most important thing is the oil. The supply of two or two rapeseed oil per person per month is not to mention the small amount, but the price is still high. Peng Dayuan carefully calculated it, and proposed that he would give four yuan a month for this expenditure. .

      Wang Qingqing nodded readily and agreed. After accepting the additional four yuan from Peng Dayuan, she smiled and said to him, "Although you are not a good person, you are still devoted to your son."

    Wang Qingqing took out one month's salary. Peng Dayuan was in a bad mood. He snorted at Wang Qingqing's love and stood up and went back to sleep.

    Waking up early the next morning, Wang Qingqing took the grain book and urged Peng Dayuan to go with her to the supply station to buy grain. With the money, Wang Qingqing took all the oil and coal remaining from the grain book. Bought a light.

      She can't use up all the oil and coal quota, and she can sell some quota at the end of the year for some food. I have to say that she is too poor.

    After shopping, Wang Qingqing spread out cornmeal pancakes and corn batter batter. She didn't make Peng Dayuan's portion, but made the meal. In front of Peng Dayuan at the dinner table, she reported the results of last night's discussion with Peng Dayuan After telling the boy, he finally said to him: "Your father is here, if you have any opinions, say it quickly, if you don't say it, when your father leaves, if you make trouble with me, I will beat you up, do you hear?"

    When he heard his father's treatment of him, he immediately burst into tears and wanted to cry: "Dad, I can't go to the unit to eat and live in the future?"

      It’s not good to walk around in the work unit for a long time. I usually follow your mother at home. I read books when I have time. Even if I don’t go to school, I have to read the textbook and recognize a few more words. Run, and then dare to cause trouble for Lao Tzu everywhere, worrying about Lao Tzu breaking your kid's legs."

    After teaching his son, Peng Dayuan threw down the **** who wanted to cry, got on his bicycle and walked away.

    Seeing that it was night, Wang Qingqing locked the kitchen door after eating early. Before much time, Peng Dayuan's mother came to the door with a steel scale. As soon as the old lady entered the door, she called "Da Yuan's daughter-in-law" went straight to the kitchen.

    The iron general of the kitchen held the door, and the old lady picked up the lock and shook it twice, and found that the lock was tight, so she gave up a look and looked at Wang Qingqing: "Why did you lock the door? What do you mean? You knew that I was going to get food, but you did it on purpose?"

    "Mom, it's not that I don't give you food, it's Dayuan who said that I won't let Xiaodan go to the unit to find him for dinner in the future, and the food for you will all be subsidized by Xiaodan. In the food." Wang Qingqing explained to the old lady seriously.

    "Shit! If he wants to raise a son, he doesn't need to support his wife, grandparents, siblings? You open the door, I have to take the food away today, I think he dares to say nothing? "The old lady's nostrils were puffed up.

    "I don't dare to do that." Wang Qingqing accompanies a laugh and rejects the old lady in a low voice: "Mom, forgive me, I gave you the food, the idiot will be hungry, I can't talk to Dayuan Explain, Dayuan has a bad temper, I don't dare to provoke him, I really can't give you the food, otherwise, you can go to the unit to find him and see how to solve this problem?"

    Wang Qingqing refused to open the door, the old lady couldn't rush up and smash the lock, she threw Wang Qingqing away angrily.

    I let Wang Qingqing go, but the old lady didn't intend to let go of Peng Dayuan in the unit. She ran to the electricity department and yelled at Peng Dayuan, forcing him to take ten dollars out: "I won't let go in the future. It’s okay to give food, you give money, and you send ten yuan to your home on the first of every month.”

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    The canteen in the unit is the same as the state-run canteen outside. If you want to eat, you have to ask for money in addition to food stamps. Both are indispensable. , was forced to help, he had to go to his colleagues to borrow money, because of his bad reputation, it took a lot of effort to borrow dozens of dollars.

      Thanks to Master Xu's vigorous publicity, several women came to ask Wang Qingqing to make clothes.

    Wang Qingqing does not care about any style, whether it is a men's tunic suit, a child's outer jacket and trousers, or a women's large lapel jacket.

    There are too many jobs, and the manual sewing can't keep up. Wang Qingqing rented a sewing machine from Master Xu's wife and daughter-in-law at a high price of 10 cents an hour. The size is cut at home, and when it comes to Master Xu's home, there is the help of a sewing machine.

    The efficiency has greatly increased. Before the festival, Wang Qingqing made a lot of money.

    While Wang Qingqing was busy, Peng Dayuan's mother came to the door and saw Wang Qingqing's pile of fabrics on the table, the old lady's eyes began to shine, she jumped to the table and He began to hug the cloth piled up on the table in front of him: "So much cloth! Where did you get so many cloth tickets?"

    "Hey, hey!" Wang Qingqing quickly pulled the cloth out of the old lady's hand and stacked it as it was: "You can't move around, you know? These are all delivered by others. I'm here to cut it, and if you break it, you'll lose money."

    "How can you know?" Wang Qingqing snorted softly: "You always tell me to go to your house, just to work, and after the work is done, you will drive people out without even taking a bite of the meal. Go, what do you know about me?"

      Just hide, my old arms and legs can't do much work, no, I have to rely on you, you go back with me and help clean up."

    "Old lady, if I had nothing to do in previous years, I would have followed you back. Isn't it just some housework, I'm used to it." Wang Qingqing smiled slightly: " This year is really not going to work. My relationship with Dayuan and my husband is not good. He doesn't give me much living expenses. You know that. Since last month, he has not paid me a cent of living expenses. I have to earn money to support me. I don't have time to work at your house."

      Now? If Dayuan knew that you treated me like this, would he be able to tolerate you?"

    Wang Qingqing does not need to please her husband by pleasing her mother-in-law. In Wang Qingqing's eyes, Peng Dayuan, including Peng Dayuan's mother, is no different from passers-by. She is indifferent to the old lady's threat.

    "Old lady, don't tell me, you really can't tell me." Wang Qingqing put down the scissors in his hand and folded the cut fabric: "Even if Peng Dayuan is standing in front of me, I am still here. If you don't, don't go! I don't eat your Peng's family's food, but I have to work for your family. It doesn't make sense to talk about it, right?"

      Don't you have a son if you don't move your daughter-in-law? She went to her work unit and dragged Peng Dayuan to her home to work beautifully for a day.

    Peng Dayuan was instructed by his mother to keep his feet off the ground. After a day of tiredness, his back was sore and his legs cramped. After returning to the unit for two days, he had not recovered, so he found the unit again: "Dad, will you make me clothes for Chinese New Year?"

    Children look forward to the New Year the most, they have meat to eat and new clothes to wear. This year, Wang Qingqing only did it for Er Niu, but he didn't care about the wicked egg.

    I saw my sister's New Year's clothes and tried it on her upper body, but her own was still missing, so I couldn't help but ran to the unit to find his father.

    As soon as he said the new year's clothes, Peng Dayuan nodded: "Do it! Why don't you do it? Let your mother make it for you."

    He Peng Dayuan is a regular worker in the unit after all, and he has only one son. It's New Year's Day, can he not make new clothes for his son?

    "My mother said that if I want to make clothes, I will come to you to get the money and cloth tickets." The boy opened his padded jacket for Peng Dayuan to see: "My undershirt is too short and long. Now, the inside has to be made new."

    As soon as the naughty boy said he wanted to get money from him, Peng Dayuan frowned: "If you don't give her money, I'm used to her, I'll take you to buy ready-made clothes."

    The father and son arrived at the supply and marketing agency. Peng Dayuan turned black when he saw the clothing counter of the supply and marketing agency. For no other reason, just one word, expensive!

    A pair of overalls with a suspender requires a seven-foot cloth ticket plus fifteen yuan, and a jacket requires an eight-foot cloth ticket plus seventeen yuan. A set of clothes, not to mention cloth tickets, will use up nearly a month of his salary, so who can afford it?

      One piece, Jianguo also has one, Dad, buy one for me too."

    Peng Dayuan, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, took a closer look. With sixteen yuan plus a five-foot cloth ticket, his face became even darker in an instant, and he turned his hand to the cloth counter: "Buy What to buy! Go and buy cloth."

    The labor cloth was 30 and 81 feet. Peng Dayuan took out his annual cloth supply ticket, 18 feet, 6 yuan and 84 cents, and bought a blue one.

    The muslin cloth was sent to Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingqing took it up happily, Peng Dayuan looked at his sleeves that were worn with burrs and said to Wang Qingqing: "This cloth is enough for me after I have finished it. Do one?"

    "What are you thinking about? There is at most one or two feet left after finishing the scumbag." Wang Qingqing rolled her eyes and threw the cloth back to Peng Dayuan: "You take it to the tailor's shop to do it, I can’t say that the masters are good at craftsmanship, and they can save you the material for a set of clothes after cutting.”

    "Then don't make trousers for the boy." Peng Dayuan handed the cloth to Wang Qingqing: "Make a coat for the two of us."

    Peng Dayuan threw his arms and motioned for Wang Qingqing to measure him, but he didn't shed tears. Dad takes care of him, he only has one coat for the new year.

    Wang Qingqing, who made money, fulfilled his promise and bought all the half-kilograms of meat that were sent to the food book during the Chinese New Year. For the first time in her life, Er Niu ate whole meat Dumplings with white noodles.

    Little Er Niu shed tears while eating dumplings with tears, Wang Qingqing wiped her tears with a handkerchief, she pushed the bowl to Wang Qingqing with red eyes: " Mom, the meat dumplings are so delicious, you should eat them too."

    "Okay, eat." Wang Qingqing picked up the chopsticks and started to eat dumplings.

    "Shut up if you can't speak!" Wang Qingqing glared at him: "Don't ask me to hit you."

    The **** stole a glance at Wang Qingqing when she heard the words, and quickly closed her mouth and lowered her head obediently, this stepmother is very powerful now, and she will attack him if she disagrees, and she will not hurt anyone. It still hurts a lot, but I don't dare to mess with her.

    Niaodan closed his mouth, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became peaceful. After he finished eating, he handed the bowl to Wang Qingqing: "I want another bowl."

    Wang Qingqing raised her eyelids slightly and gestured to the small bamboo basket next to him: "One bowl of dumplings per person, they're gone after eating, eat cornmeal buns with pickles!"

    "It's gone." Naodan's eye circles also began to turn red: "I saw it all, there are still raw ones in the kitchen."

    "That's tomorrow." Wang Qingqing picked up the bowl and took a sip of dumpling soup: "One person is half a catty of meat. One meal in the evening on the tenth day, one meal in the morning on the first day of the new year, you eat all today, and you can only watch us eat it tomorrow morning."

    "I want to eat it right now." I don't feel like eating a bowl of dumplings. I just ate dumplings with white noodles and pure meat. To the cornmeal buns with pickles.

    "Okay, then watch us eat tomorrow morning." Wang Qingqing didn't insist, and cooked him a bowl of dumplings left in the kitchen. I ate all of it in no time.

      Mom, let me let go of the cannon you bought."

    "No." Wang Qingqing rejected him unceremoniously.

    "Why can't you, you have to put it away sooner or later." The scumbag said, "It's going to be put away anyway, let me put it away for you."

    "Because I bought it, do you know?" Wang Qingqing stared fiercely: "I want to shoot a gun and ask your father to buy it for you!"

    "No, I didn't forget." Wang Qingqing's eyes widened, and the **** was cowardly. He explained: "I'll go to the unit to find my father, and I'll be back tomorrow."

    Wang Qingqing sets the rules for the naughty egg. Whenever she wants to go out, she must explain where she is going and when she can return. The coward made it clear, Wang Qingqing didn't do much to stop him, let him go.

    Peng Dayuan from the unit was gathering in a dormitory to play cards with a few bachelors. Of course, this kind of gambling cannot be done blatantly. It made the wicked look for a long time, and when he found Peng Dayuan, the wicked asked for money: "Dad, give me fifty cents."

    Peng Dayuan was in bad luck, and his heart was on fire when he lost. He heard the words and stood up without saying a word. When a **** sees Lao Tzu, besides asking for money, doesn't he have nothing else to do?"