books44 Chapter 275 God
Chapter 275 God
The weather was getting colder and colder, and she couldn't help but worry about Ning's mother, wondering if those two women would be well taken care of.
Sigh, Ning Xueyan sighed again. She was off work, and the man hadn't come today. She listlessly went home alone.
"Auntie, Auntie!"
"Lingling, what are you doing here? Why are you dressed so lightly?" Lingling, standing in the corner of the street, doesn't look like she's almost fourteen. Compared to her sturdy nephew, she looks like she could be blown away by a strong wind. It's quite pitiful.
"Auntie, I came here specifically to see you. Why don't you go back to see Grandma?" Ning Lingling sniffled.
"How is your grandma? You look cold. Do you want something to eat?" Ning Xueyan put her arm around Lingling's thin shoulders and turned around to lead her to the hotel's kitchen.
"Sit down and have a cup of hot water." Ning Xueyan settled Lingling down and greeted her master, "Master, this is my niece. I'd like to buy her two meat buns." Ning Xueyan handed over fifty cents.
Master Cao pushed the money away, saying, "Put it away. There's more in the steamer over there. Take it; it's still warm."
"Thank you! Thank you, Master!" When there are few customers at the hotel, there are often leftover buns, and Master would sometimes share them with the two of them.
Lingling swallowed hard as she looked at the meat bun Ning Xueyan handed her. At home, her parents never gave her any. They would wait until they finished eating before she would hurriedly eat a few bites of leftovers and then go to wash up.
My mother called her a jinx, a bad luck charm, and said that eating at the same table with her would bring bad luck to them. She also repeatedly warned her not to go near her younger brother.
When Grandma was healthy, she often took care of her, which allowed her to grow up healthy. But now Grandma is sick and lies in bed all day, unable to take care of herself, surviving on just a little bit of soup each day.
Her mother and the others wouldn't feed her, saying that if she ate too much, she would poop too much, and they didn't have time to take care of her. She was too weak to argue, so she could only worry helplessly. Then, when they weren't looking, she would secretly feed her own food to her grandmother.
But Grandma is sick and needs nutrition! Thinking of this, Lingling ate one bun in small bites and then stopped eating. She asked Ning Xueyan, "Auntie, can I take the remaining bun back to Grandma? She hasn't had a proper meal in a long time."
"What? They're not feeding your grandma?" Ning Xueyan stared wide-eyed, almost in tears.
“They…they only gave me a little bit, saying…saying that if I ate too much, I would poop in bed, and it would be too much trouble to take care of me…I was at school at noon, and when I came back in the evening, I would secretly feed my grandma.” Lingling was a little frightened.
"So... then your father and grandfather just watch and do nothing?"
“My dad and the others said it was inconvenient for him to take care of her, and my mom told him not to take care of her, so he stopped doing it.”
"Okay, okay, your son is inconvenient, but what about your grandfather? Doesn't he care either?"
“Grandpa moved to live in the factory. He said the smell was awful and he hasn’t been back for a long time.”
Ning Xueyan was furious; the true colors of her family members had once again shattered her understanding of human nature. The son she had raised with such care, the husband she had shared a bed with for decades—all abandoned the moment she fell ill! God, open your eyes! Shatter those people's spirits!
"Come on, Lingling, let's go back now." Ning Xueyan pulled Lingling and was about to leave.
Ning Lingling struggled free: "No, Auntie, Grandma won't let you go back. She won't let me tell you. Waaah, Grandma said she doesn't want you to go back even if she dies, and she doesn't want you to care about her."
"Mom!" Ning Xueyan squatted down, hugging her knees and sobbing uncontrollably. She knew what her mother meant; she was afraid of implicating her.
"Xueyan, get up. Grab a few more buns and quietly go back with the little girl to check on things." The chubby Master Cao came over and helped Ning Xueyan up.
He overheard the whole thing; every family has its own troubles. Having worked together for so long, he found this apprentice to be eager to learn, hardworking, and observant.
She's just unlucky. I heard she got divorced and now she just stays in the kitchen working hard without a caring person. I never expected her family to be such a bunch of awful people.
"Master!" Ning Xueyan cried, her eyes brimming with tears. Why was an outsider so kind, while her family...?
"Go on, be careful, little girl. Your name is Lingling, right? Come here whenever you're hungry, and Grandpa will get you some meat buns." Master Cao looked at the thin little girl and couldn't bear to see her suffer.
"Thank you, Grandpa! Your steamed buns are so delicious! You don't need to give me meat next time." Lingling thanked him quickly. She didn't want to refuse; the feeling of hunger was too unbearable, and she still had her grandma.
"Okay, here's some white flour steamed buns for you." Master Cao took a bag, put in two meat buns, two steamed buns, and a bowl of white rice porridge. "Xueyan, let your mother eat some porridge and steamed buns first. She might not be able to digest something greasy."
Ning Xueyan nodded, thanking her master for his thoughtful consideration.
Ning Lingling walked ahead to scout the way, while Xueyan sneaked into Ning's mother's room.