Chapter 25: Chapter 025: The First Time Calling Mom
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Ah? Oh! Okay, okay, okay.” Shen Luhua snapped out of her daze. She had hoped for this for over a decade. It was the first time her stepdaughter called her mom, and she was overjoyed.
Until she turned to the back of the house and walked in her family’s vegetable garden, Shen Luhua still felt unreal.
“An’an, pinch me and see if I’m dreaming.”
Sheng An said with disappointment, “Mom, is this all your ambition? She called you mom once, and you’re this happy. I call you every day, and you never even give me a piece of cloth for new clothes.”
“It’s the first time Ningning called me!” Shen Luhua said contentedly.
“Mom, you’re so biased.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. Ningning’s had a hard time growing up. If you had someone point at you and call you a vixen every day, could you bear it?” Shen Luhua scolded sternly, with a serious face.
“If it were me, I would definitely tear their mouth apart.” Of course, she couldn’t bear it. Only that fool liked playing with Qin Cuifen.
Sheng An’s most hated person was Qin Cuifen. She had never seen anyone more disgusting.
“If you were like that, you’d be scolded even worse. Getting Ningning into the Song and Dance Troupe is the only way out. Otherwise, her life would be ruined.” Having such a mother was really heartless.
“Then won’t my life be ruined if I marry that fool?” Sheng An felt hateful. If it weren’t for her mom’s soft heart, she would never have agreed.
What made her angriest was that Sheng Ning dared to come back at this time. She knew she was about to get married. She came back to see her joke, didn’t she?
“Anyway, mom, I’ll never forgive Sheng Ning in this lifetime.” Sheng An sneered, leaving Shen Luhua and running off alone to find Xiao Hong from the village chief’s family.
Sheng Ning looked at the familiar house. The mottled walls were pasted with yellowed old newspapers. There was a Baxian table in the main room, made by her father when she was a child.
The left side room was her parents’ room, and the right was hers and her sister’s. The house was small. She and An’an shared a bed, with something placed in the middle as a clear boundary, like the Chu River Han Border.
Thinking of her past ignorance, Sheng Ning blushed with shame, wishing she could slap herself.
This time, she had decided that her sister could absolutely not marry into the village chief’s family.
As Sheng Ning stood in the main room, lost in thought, Sheng Laosan came over from the pigsty at the back of the house. Seeing his eldest daughter inside, he was startled.
“Ningning, why are you back?” Sheng Laosan almost dropped his smoking pipe. He was an old comrade, later injured and retired due to a leg injury. He roughly knew the situation of the Song and Dance Troupe; the city wouldn’t give them a holiday at this time.
Unless something went wrong.
“Dad…” Sheng Ning wiped her tears, but they slid down one by one. She stood there dumbfounded, her body trembling, unable to move.
“Why are you crying? Did you feel wronged at the General Union, or did someone bully you?” Sheng Laosan asked helplessly.
He had always been an honest man, who suffered losses without complaint. He had always been diligent and conscientious. Pulling strings for Sheng Ning to get into the Song and Dance Troupe was the most shameful decision of his life.
To this day, he didn’t know the truth behind Sheng An’s engagement to that fool.
Actually, the village chief’s family was in good condition, the most prominent in ten miles and eight villages. His foolish son wasn’t bright, but no bad rumors surrounded him.
In the countryside, as long as there was food, nothing else mattered.
Sheng An’s engagement sparked envy among many in the village. But Sheng Ning knew it was a pit, a trap.
The fool had a volatile character and severe domestic violence issues.