bestfiction Chapter 310 Father Huang's Little Thoughts
Chapter 310 Father Huang's Little Thoughts
Chapter 310 Father Huang's Little Thoughts
Zhuang Chaoying looked at the box; it was 60 centimeters long, 40 centimeters wide, and 30 centimeters thick. It wasn't too big, and she could carry it by herself.
Although he really liked these treasures, he couldn't show it too obviously.
"Dad, Mom, you two are in such good health, over sixty is the perfect age for you, so you should leave these things here for now."
Huang Ling pulled her mother to sit on the bed. "Mom, Chao Ying and I were just discussing it the other day, thinking about having you two retire in Suzhou. You're getting older, and you need someone to take care of you."
Huang's mother gently stroked her daughter's hair, looking at how Ah Ling's mental state had improved over the years, much better than in previous years. As long as the children were happy, she and Lao Huang were at ease.
“Silly child, your father and I collect our pensions in Changcheng. If we go there, we’ll have to come back every month, which is too much trouble. Your father and I are in good health right now, so let’s wait a bit longer.”
At this moment, Old Huang, with his hands behind his back, took out two bottles of Moutai and three cartons of Huazi cigarettes from the cabinet. "Chaoying, take these back with you later."
Huang Ling quickly chimed in, "Dad, Chaoying doesn't smoke, why are you giving him so many cigarettes?"
As Mr. Huang deftly stuffed cigarettes and liquor into their luggage, he looked up at his silly daughter, who was still "complaining," with a helpless yet doting expression on his face.
"Ah Ling, even if Chao Ying doesn't smoke, you can give these away. When you're out and about, you'll have to socialize a lot, and these are all good stuff, they'll definitely come in handy."
"Your mom's really strict with me now, like she's doing her grandson's bidding. She won't let me drink alcohol or smoke. These were all gifts from other people; I don't really need them. You should take them, or your mom will start nagging endlessly."
After hearing what her father said, Huang Ling couldn't help but laugh so hard she almost fell over.
In her memory, her father had always been a serious and strict figure. She never expected that the older he got, the more like a child he seemed. Huang Ling smiled and tried to smooth things over for her father. "Mom, Dad's a grown man; he knows what's good and bad."
Huang's mother glared at the old man, then took Ah Ling's hand and gently stroked it, her eyes tender.
"Ah Ling, you're really overestimating your dad. What does he know? It's only because I'm watching him that he's already started doing what Chao Ying said, just beckoning with his hands and legs. Old Huang, let me tell you, if you end up in a wheelchair, I'll push you to the dance hall and find other men to dance with."
Mr. Huang quickly waved his hand, his face showing an expression that said, "I can't afford to offend him."
“Your mom has a terrible temper now, she’s not someone to mess with. Ah Ling, you have to go along with your mom’s temper, whatever she says goes.”
Huang Ling checked the time; there was only one hour left before the last bus departed.
"Mom and Dad, we should go now, or we'll miss our train."
Upon hearing this, Huang's mother quickly took a basket from the top of the cabinet, put the wooden box containing the treasure into the basket, and had Zhuang Chaoying carry it, repeatedly reminding her to be careful.
The elderly couple saw their daughter and son-in-law off on the bus. Huang's mother kept her eyes fixed on the bus until it gradually disappeared into the distance.
The bus drove further and further away until it became a tiny black dot, and Huang's mother couldn't help but let tears stream down her cheeks.
She truly couldn't bear to let her daughter leave; every separation left her feeling empty inside.
Mr. Huang took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently handed it to his wife.
“The car has driven away, let’s go home. Or next year we can go to Suzhou and live with Ah Ling and the others. Their house is very big, we can fit them all.”
Seeing his wife's sad expression, Mr. Huang felt bad and began to seriously consider settling down in Suzhou.
Huang's mother took the handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and sobbed.
"What about wages?"
Mr. Huang thought to himself, "This is indeed a real problem, as their retirement pensions are all collected in Changcheng."
“I come back to collect it once a month. Anyway, it’s not far away. It takes less than a day to travel back and forth by bus.”
Huang's mother nodded and gave a soft "hmm".
In fact, she also longed to live with the children.
The eldest son's wife, Xiuyuan, is pregnant. The reason they are in such a hurry to get married is because they are afraid that her pregnancy will be noticed by others.
Once the baby is born and the eldest daughter, A-Ping, becomes a grandmother, she will definitely be even busier and will have even less time to come and visit the two elderly people.
Moreover, the eldest son's family home is small, just a two-bedroom apartment, so the two of them would have nowhere to live.
After much thought, I decided it would be better to live with Ah Ling.
They have visited Suzhou many times over the years, staying for more than a month each time. Chaoying left a good impression on them. She is a down-to-earth and steady girl, without many ulterior motives. Most importantly, she is good to A-Ling and very good to the elderly couple.
Huang's mother understood that this was all because Chao Ying valued Ah Ling, and that love extended to Ah Ling as well.
When the elderly couple returned home, Huang's mother sat down on the sofa.
She immediately noticed something wrapped in paper on the table. Curious, she picked it up and saw a stack of money fall out. On the paper was a letter that Ah Ling had written to them.
Dear Mom and Dad:
Chaoying and I are doing well now, and we have enough money to live on. This money is from Chaoying and me to show our respect to you two. If we were to give it to you in person, you certainly wouldn't accept it, so we had Chaoying secretly put it on the coffee table when you weren't looking. Please don't worry about us. We hope you both stay healthy and look forward to the day when our family can live together again.
Sincerely,
salute!
Your youngest daughter, Ah Ling
As Huang's mother read the letter, her eyes welled up with tears again, and she was deeply moved.
She knew that her daughter and son-in-law had always thought of them, and this sentiment warmed her heart.
Mr. Huang sat to the side, his eyes fixed on the letter Ah Ling had written. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly, but then a look of helplessness flashed across his face.
Why didn't Ah Ling secretly leave him some pocket money? She gave it all to your mother.
She doesn't even realize that nowadays, your mother manages him like a son, and getting money from him is incredibly difficult, because she's afraid he'll go out and buy alcohol and cigarettes.
It seems all those words I said to Chaoying were wasted; the child didn't understand a thing.
As he recalled the events, Mr. Huang subconsciously reached out and counted the money, muttering to himself, "Honey, a total of one thousand."
Just as Huang's mother wiped away the tears blurring her vision, upon hearing this, she swiftly snatched the money from the old man's hand.
"Give it to me, this is from Ah Ling."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang was displeased. He stood up abruptly and said anxiously.
“I saw the letter; it was for Mom and Dad, for both of us.”
Huang's mother was not about to give in easily. She pulled out a ten-yuan note from the wad of cash and handed it to Huang's father. "This ten yuan is your allowance for the whole month. If I find out you're going out to buy cigarettes, you won't get a single penny."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang felt that although it was a small amount, something was better than nothing, so he quickly reached out and took the money, putting it into his pocket.
"Don't worry, I know my body."
But in his heart he was thinking that he had to be careful with these ten yuan, because maybe he could secretly treat himself to something delicious someday.