Chapter 25: Chapter 025: The First Time Calling Mom
âAh? Oh! Okay, okay, okay.â 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 familyâs vegetable garden, Shen Luhua still felt unreal.
âAnâan, pinch me and see if Iâm dreaming.â
Sheng An said with disappointment, âMom, is this all your ambition? She called you mom once, and youâre this happy. I call you every day, and you never even give me a piece of cloth for new clothes.â
âItâs the first time Ningning called me!â Shen Luhua said contentedly.
âMom, youâre so biased.â
âDonât talk nonsense. Ningningâs had a hard time growing up. If you had someone point at you and call you a vixen every day, could you bear it?â Shen Luhua scolded sternly, with a serious face.
âIf it were me, I would definitely tear their mouth apart.â Of course, she couldnât bear it. Only that fool liked playing with Qin Cuifen.
Sheng Anâs most hated person was Qin Cuifen. She had never seen anyone more disgusting.
âIf you were like that, youâd be scolded even worse. Getting Ningning into the Song and Dance Troupe is the only way out. Otherwise, her life would be ruined.â Having such a mother was really heartless.
âThen wonât my life be ruined if I marry that fool?â Sheng An felt hateful. If it werenât for her momâs 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, didnât she?
âAnyway, mom, Iâll never forgive Sheng Ning in this lifetime.â Sheng An sneered, leaving Shen Luhua and running off alone to find Xiao Hong from the village chiefâs 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 parentsâ room, and the right was hers and her sisterâs. The house was small. She and Anâan 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 chiefâs 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.
âNingning, why are you back?â 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 wouldnât give them a holiday at this time.
Unless something went wrong.
âDadâŠâ Sheng Ning wiped her tears, but they slid down one by one. She stood there dumbfounded, her body trembling, unable to move.
âWhy are you crying? Did you feel wronged at the General Union, or did someone bully you?â 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 didnât know the truth behind Sheng Anâs engagement to that fool.
Actually, the village chiefâs family was in good condition, the most prominent in ten miles and eight villages. His foolish son wasnât bright, but no bad rumors surrounded him.
In the countryside, as long as there was food, nothing else mattered.
Sheng Anâs 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.