Why we meet so late - Chapter 725

How sincere my mom would be, I don’t know.

But in her anger, she had no way to go, and my father just appeared and provided her with a seemingly reliable way. So, she surrendered. I dare say, at that time, she did not fall in love with my father. Even if she had intimate behavior, she wanted to get my dad’s money. Because, my father is not a miser.

In this way, they left without saying goodbye and went to the remote area of Xicheng. They rented two bungalows and settled down. My father has a little savings, I think they had a good life at first. There must have been a warm time. Even if there is no love, there will be true feelings. But it doesn’t last long. My grandfather and grandmother must know the news that my father and mother eloped together. In those days, the relationship between men and women was not so open, which was a scandal. My grandmother must be crying at home. And my grandfather, even more iron green face, roaring, as if he did not have this son. Then, under the bewilderment of her daughter song Ruirong, she began to cultivate her daughter as a successor.

Things are moving in a sad direction. A marriage that is not blessed is not a good marriage. My father and my mother never get a marriage certificate, because my mother’s age is not the minimum age for marriage. Unfortunately, my father’s job has been adjusted, his salary has been reduced, and because of being punished, he has lost his job. I can imagine my mother’s resentment when she can’t afford to go home. By that time, she was pregnant. Because of the hormone in the body, the temper of pregnant women is moody. She wanted to eat a lot of fruit, but my dad couldn’t satisfy her. It’s going to be a fight. My mother inherited my grandmother’s quarrel gene, and she must be furious with my father.

The original sweetness is gone. My father told me that in order to let my mother continue to eat litchi, he did something and sold one of his mother’s relics. It’s a rare vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. My father successfully sold the vase through the middleman. My father got a lot of money, which was very rich. My dad told my mom he wanted to do business. In those days, job hopping and self employment were popular. In Guangdong and Shenzhen, there have long been a large number of successful entrepreneurs who dare to eat crabs, as well as those who fail to go bankrupt and jump to death. In short, in that colorful era, opportunities and risks coexisted, depending on who was bold, who had the right path, and who had the flexible mind.

My dad studied mining in college. He also wants to keep up with his old business and resell ore. He told my mother that he had met a friend and was not worried about sales. In fact, if he said it, he did not. Because my mom doesn’t care about things she doesn’t understand. She only cares about whether my dad has money or not. However, after selling that antique vase, my mother’s life was moistened and her marriage was maintained.

I know that in those days, grandma didn’t forgive my mother. Although she asked people to inquire about my mother’s residence, she never came to see her once. You know, my mom can’t cook. My father is busy with business, so he doesn’t have much time to cook. I don’t know how my mother learned to cook. It’s a common thing for other women. It’s another torture for my mother. But I’m more sure that my father is not at home, and my mother is more likely to go out to eat until all the money my father left her is spent.