blogombal Chapter 229 So-called relatives
Chapter 229 So-called relatives
Ma Qiaolan thought she had recognized the wrong person, so she rubbed her eyes and looked over again. That person was indeed Ma Hongxia!
Her cousin!
Ma Qiaolan's eyes sparkled as she came to Ma Hongxia's stall carrying a basket of eggs.
"Oh, it's really Hongxia!"
Ma Hongxia was making dumplings while chatting with Tan Yumei.
Hearing this familiar voice, Ma Hongxia raised her head and asked, "Sister, why are you here?"
Ma Qiaolan looked Ma Hongxia up and down and found that Ma Hongxia looked much better than last month.
Ma Qiaolan said, "Aren't eggs expensive in the city? Why are you setting up a stall here to sell dumplings?"
Ma Hongxia smiled and said, "There are no quotas for work in the factory, so I can only set up a stall to do small business. You haven't eaten yet, right? Come, I'll make you a bowl of dumplings."
Ma Qiaolan didn't hesitate and sat down directly.
Tan Yumei leaned close to Ma Hongxia's ear and whispered, "Hongxia, is this your sister?"
For some reason, Tan Yumei always felt that Ma Yulan was weird.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Ma Hongxia was also full of scrutiny.
Ma Hongxia said: "My second uncle's daughter, my cousin."
Tan Yumei didn't ask any more questions. Since he was Ma Hongxia's relative, it was not easy for her to interrupt.
The second aunt was also watching from the side, and her thoughts were exactly the same as Tan Yumei's.
Soon, a big bowl of dumplings for Ma Qiaolan was ready and served in front of her.
Ma Qiaolan was not polite and didn't even say thank you. She just picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
While eating, he said, "Hongxia, your adopted son is dead, right? In my opinion, you should not continue to waste money on him. Use the money for his medical treatment to marry our Xinliang. Xinliang will also appreciate your kindness and provide for your retirement in the future."
After Liu Jianshe fell ill due to a work-related injury, Ma Hongxia had used up all her savings and returned to Majia Village to borrow money from her maternal relatives.
As a result, not only did he fail to borrow money, but he was also ridiculed.
Ma Qiaolan, in particular, said the most unpleasant things.
At this moment, in Ma Qiaolan's opinion, the reason why Ma Hongxia had the money to set up this stall was most likely because Liu Jianshe died and the factory lost a lot of money.
Ma Qiaolan was talking to herself. She didn't look at Ma Hongxia, but continued, "Hongxia, you only have two daughters now. They will be married off sooner or later. Our Xinliang will have a blind date tomorrow. If you listen to my advice, move back to the countryside and give your two rooms to our Xinliang."
Tan Yumei and the second aunt who were beside Ma Hongxia heard what Ma Yulan said and saw Ma Hongxia's face gradually getting colder, and they exchanged glances with each other.
They knew that something interesting was going to happen.
There was a big bowl of dumplings, and Ma Qiaolan had already slurped up half of it, even though it was so hot.
Ma Qiaolan still did not go to see Ma Hongxia, but said in a very generous tone: "Don't worry, the two houses are given to our Xinliang. I'm in charge. When you are a hundred years old, our Xinliang will take care of you and see you to the end of your life."
In Ma Qiaolan's view, this was a great mercy.
In the past, Ma Hongxia married and moved to the city, which made Ma Qiaolan very envious.
Especially after Yang Zhengde became the head of the quality inspection department of the steel rolling mill, his life became more and more comfortable.
Every time Ma Hongxia and Yang Zhengde went back to her parents' home, they brought a lot of things with them.
When the people in Majia Village saw this, they all spoke well of Ma Hongxia and Yang Zhengde.
Why was Ma Hongxia able to marry into the city?
Why does Ma Hongxia's family live better than hers?
But later, when Yang Zhengde died, Ma Qiaolan felt secretly happy.
In particular, Ma Hongxia only has two daughters and no sons.
This gave Ma Qiaolan a sense of superiority.
Even if she is in the countryside.
Seeing that the bowl of dumplings was almost finished, Ma Hongxia didn't reply.
This made Ma Qiaolan a little unhappy. She had just been so kind to Ma Hongxia, but Ma Hongxia didn't even know how to appreciate it?
"Hongxia, I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"
Ma Qiaolan finished the noodle soup in the bowl and then put the bowl down. She held the egg and looked at Ma Hongxia unhappily.
Ma Hongxia glanced at Ma Qiaolan coldly, "Jianshe is alive and well, and he is still the leader of the steel mill. I don't expect Xinliang to support me in my old age. If you have finished eating, just continue to sell your eggs."
If Ma Qiaolan had not said this just now, Ma Hongxia would have bought all of Ma Qiaolan's remaining eggs out of consideration for their cousin relationship.
But now, Ma Hongxia almost regretted giving Ma Qiaolan that bowl of dumplings.
"what!"
Ma Qiaolan looked at Ma Hongxia in disbelief. She couldn't imagine that Ma Hongxia, who had always been cowardly, could actually say such words.
Ma Qiaolan suppressed her anger and said sarcastically, "It turns out that short-lived guy is not dead. But, Hongxia, he is your adopted son after all, and he is unreliable. Xinliang is your nephew and is related to you by blood. If you want to count on your adopted son, you might as well count on our Xinliang."
Ma Hongxia couldn't bear it any longer and pointed to the distance, "Get out of here! I know whether Jianshe is reliable or not. When Jianshe was sick, I asked you to borrow money, but you not only refused to lend me a penny, but also humiliated me."
The dispute here naturally attracted the attention of people around.
Ma Qiaolan was humiliated by Ma Hongxia in front of so many people. Her face was extremely ugly. "Ma Hongxia, you actually spoke to your cousin like this for an outsider! When you came to borrow money, I also told you that Xinliang is so old and has reached the age to get married. I really don’t have the money to lend you. The reason why I said that to you is also for your own good!"
"You really don't know what's good for you! Fine, then you can count on your adopted son to take care of you in your old age! And don't come back to Ma Village in the future!"
After saying this, Ma Qiaolan walked away with her head held high.
Tan Yumei hurriedly comforted her: "Hongxia, it's not worth it for such a person to live..."
The second aunt also comforted: "That's right, Hongxia, it's better not to have such relatives. Jianshe is so successful now, and his filial piety is well known in the courtyard. Don't take her words to heart."
Ma Hongxia quickly adjusted her mood. She smiled and said, "Let it go. I know best how Jianshe is doing."
Ma Hongxia knew that after Ma Qiaolan returned home today, she would definitely speak ill of her in the group.
But even so, so what?
The last time she went back, she didn't receive any money or food.
In Ma Hongxia's heart, this is his home.
As for Majia Village, it is no longer her mother's home.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Qiaolan finally sold all the eggs, bought a pound of meat, and walked home. It was already dark.
A skinny boy with thin lips and a sallow complexion complained, "Mom, why did you come back just now?"