A decent phone indeed costs two to three thousand yuan, equating to an ordinary worker’s salary for three to four months.
But, as the saying goes, the He Family doesn’t lack this kind of money.
There’s no need to create conflict at ho over a phone.
Mrs. He:...
She truly wasn’t being unloving to her eldest daughter; rather, none of He Tianxin’s classmates used phones either.
This isn’t a necessity but a luxury for special situations.
However, Mr. He’s words also made sense.
Mrs. He never intended to treat her two children differently. But if she’s not careful usually, it could indeed make the eldest daughter feel she’s being too biased.
"...Alright! I got it! Ah, it feels like I owed these two sisters sothing in a past life!"
Mrs. He couldn’t help but complain, but still listened to her husband. When she went out to buy groceries, she specifically made a trip to the nearby mall and bought two phones of the sa brand, price, and color.
They were from a very trendy brand recently, with a flip dual-screen design, adorned with a circle of diamonds on the cover, and in bright red, perfect for girls.
Of course, the price was equally beautiful, with one costing over two thousand.
Mrs. He bought two in one go, and just like that, five thousand yuan was gone. Watching the salesperson happily swipe the card, she felt painfully spent.
Having bought the phones, gotten the SIM cards, and carrying a huge pile of gifts given by the salesperson, Mrs. He then went to the food market to buy so vegetables and at.
After returning ho, she saw the younger daughter already asleep on the sofa, with a small fork still in her mouth.
Mrs. He hurriedly put down her things, removed the small fork, and covered her daughter with a thicker blanket.
Seeing the younger daughter’s serene sleeping face, Mrs. He’s frustration finally eased a lot.
Ah, everything is for the kids!
As long as the sisters are well, she was willing to spend money and endure fatigue!
Gently placing the phones and gifts on the coffee table, Mrs. He tiptoed into the kitchen with the vegetable basket.
Carefully closing the kitchen door, Mrs. He began to softly wash and chop.
After preparing the side dishes, stewing the intestines, and braising the pig’s feet and Elbow, Mrs. He checked the ti and took out her phone to leave a ssage on her daughter’s pager—
Having just finished a class and getting ready to return to the dormitory, He Tianxin heard her pager beeping in her pocket.
She took it out and saw it was a ssage from her real mother: "Xinxin, Tiantian has been discharged from the hospital. Co ho for lunch!"
After reading the ssage, even though He Tianxin didn’t really want to see the nuisance He Tiantian, she missed her parents and ho.
Besides, now that He Tiantian was out of the hospital, her mom would surely cook a big al.
Slurp!
Thinking about her real mother’s excellent cooking skills, compared to the pig food at the school cafeteria, He Tianxin decided to go ho for lunch.
Fortunately, the afternoon class was at half-past three, perfectly giving her enough ti to go ho and back.
After telling her roommate, she didn’t return to the dorm but instead left the campus directly with her backpack.
Taking the bus, it took less than an hour for He Tianxin to reach her ho’s doorstep.
Using her key to open the door, as soon as she stepped into the living room, she saw her real mom wearing an apron, with a piece of at in her right hand, supporting it with her left hand, lovingly feeding it to He Tiantian.
He Tianxin:...
This scene was too familiar, she had seen it countless tis in her past life.
On the surface, Mrs. He was feeding He Tiantian because the at was just cooked, and she wanted Tiantian to taste it and see if it was seasoned properly, satisfying a little craving in advance.
When He Tianxin was ho, Mrs. He would do the sa.
However, Mrs. He wouldn’t chase her into the living room to feed her mouth directly but would instead shout from the top of her lungs, calling He Tianxin into the kitchen.
He Tianxin wasn’t petty, making an accusation against her real mother for favoritism based on such a trivial thing.
But, it’s these little things, one by one, that turned He Tiantian into a giant baby spoiled by her real mother.
Reaching out for clothes, opening her mouth for food, needing her parents to drive her to and from university, and bringing all her dirty clothes ho every week for her real mother to wash.
Despite being in her twenties, she hadn’t even washed her underwear or socks.
After graduation, it beca even more exaggerated. Using the excuse of pursuing art, she acted crazy and silly, unable to live independently, relying on her real mother for everything.
Later on, He Tianxin saw a news report about a supposed genius boy who was advised to leave school due to his poor life skills.
At least that boy was a genius, focused solely on study and research, neglecting daily chores was understandable.
But what about He Tiantian? She was nothing but leaned on her so-called "frailty" and "artistic dreams," being treated like a "disabled person" by her parents.
The more He Tianxin thought about it, the more stifled she felt; her good mood from going ho for a feast disappeared instantly.
And after hearing from her real mom that she’d also gotten her the latest phone, He Tianxin wasn’t happy but even more frustrated...
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