Chapter 145 The Resilient Sun-young
Chapter 145 The Resilient Sun-young
Sunwoo's family
"That mother-in-law is really going too far!"
"Aren't the children their grandchildren too?"
"Are you suggesting that your daughter-in-law and grandchildren should all end up homeless on the streets?!"
Li Yihua threw the court summons in her hand on the ground and looked angrily at Shanying.
She said she would take care of it.
"She said that if I didn't want to, the house would be sold and I would have to move to a small house outside."
Sun-young held the sleeping Pearl and said with a wry smile.
"How can there be such a person!"
"If I wanted to raise one, I would have done it long ago!"
"You think you can just dump the child on me, raise it, and then take it back?"
"Just thinking about it makes me so angry I could explode!"
Ms. Leopard felt indignant on behalf of Sun-young.
"Seriously, where are we going to get ten million yuan?"
“You have to scrimp and save every month to support your child’s education and buy them clothes and food.”
"Aigoo~ really."
"Do I have to pay it into the bank at the end of the month?"
Lee Il-hwa looked at Sun-young and asked.
"Yes, they said that if the money is handed over to the bank before the end of the month, the auction will be automatically cancelled."
"Isn't this just sending me to my death? Hah~"
Sun-young laughed in exasperation.
"I raised my child on a monthly pension of 300,000 won. Now that things are finally starting to look up, where am I supposed to find 10 million won?!"
"You're just trying to force me to my death, might as well let me die."
As Sun-young spoke, she couldn't help but choke up.
"If it were a few million, I could probably figure something out."
“But last month, Zhengfeng had surgery, and I spent almost all of my cash.”
"But I'll try my best to put together some."
Ms. Leopard, with the idea of solving the problem in mind, thought for a moment and said to Shan Ying.
“Me too, I’ll try to borrow some.” Li Yihua said to Shanying, following up on what Ms. Leopard had said.
"Oh! Can I borrow it? Don't say things like that, sisters."
"I, your sister, also know what shame is. I haven't paid back the small amounts of money I borrowed from you before."
"It adds up to almost a million."
"I will find a way this time no matter what."
After being comforted by her two older sisters, Sun-young stopped spouting angry words about "dying" and regained some strength.
"If it doesn't work out, I can just leave, haha~"
When Shanying remembered her mother-in-law's words about wanting her grandchildren to come over, she couldn't help but sneer.
"Sunwoo's mom, it's okay. Don't feel bad about owing someone a favor. It doesn't matter if you owe them a little." Ms. Leopard comforted Sunyoung, looking at her stubbornness.
“Yeah, look at my family, we owe Shuyu such a huge favor, we don’t know if we can ever pay it back in this lifetime, oh dear~” Li Yihua joked about her family’s situation.
"How about this, let's see if we can talk to Shuyu and ask for an advance on our salaries!"
"Big sister! What do you think?"
Li Yihua suddenly had an idea and looked at Shanying and Ms. Leopard.
“That’s a good idea! You have to work to earn money anyway. If it’s 60, both of you will need to advance a year’s salary…” Ms. Leopard fell silent as she spoke. Looking at Sun-young’s stubborn expression, it seemed that no matter what she said, Sun-young wouldn’t open her mouth.
"It's okay, don't worry about me, I'll handle it." As expected, Sun-young didn't want to trouble everyone.
Seeing the concerned looks in her two older sisters' eyes, Sun-young choked up and couldn't help but hug Pearl tightly in her arms. Looking at Pearl's sleeping face, tears streamed down her face.
"Miss"
"Sometimes I really feel...why is my life so unfair...."
"I'm already this old."
"Although... I borrowed a little money from my sisters..."
"But... I've never borrowed a large sum of money from anyone..."
"No... I haven't borrowed money from anyone or anything..."
“Our Sunwoo is very well-behaved…”
"I don't want Mom to suffer..."
"I don't want...where am I supposed to wash dishes..."
"They don't want me to work as a part-time cleaner..."
"He's never once said he wanted to buy designer shoes in his entire life..."
“Yes, where can you find a child like Sunwoo?” Lee Il-hwa looked at Sunyoung, wiping away her tears and sighing, “It’s because you raised him so well.”
"I've survived all of this..."
"I'm already living such a desperate life..."
"But now, in the dead of winter... our family of three... is about to be kicked out and forced to live on the streets..."
“Sunwoo’s mom…” Lee Il-hwa wiped away her tears, not knowing what to say.
"Big sister, am I the only one suffering in life?"
"Am I the only one suffering this much...?"
As Ms. Leopard watched Sun-young pour out her heart, she burst into tears, unable to stop herself from crying.
Even the fact that my own son Zhengfeng is sick makes me so worried.
Especially for Sun-young, a single mother.
Sun-young, who always had a smile on her face...
Shanying, who always knew the children's news first in the alley...
Sun-young, who single-handedly raised two children...
Sun-young, now with tears streaming down her face, still holding the sleeping Pearl in her arms...
A strong yet loving mother, her arms are made of love; how could Pearl not sleep soundly within them…
..............
夜
"Mom~ I'm back~" Sunwoo said, carrying his bag as he returned from reading in the study room.
"My son is back?" Sunyoung stood in the kitchen, pushed open the curtain, and greeted Sunwoo with the same smiling face as before.
"Oh dear, my son, are you hungry? Go wash up, Mom bought you some oranges~"
Sunyoung looked at Sunwoo with a "happy" expression.
"Oh, okay, where's the pearl?" Sunwoo asked, looking at his mother.
"Pearl has been asleep for a long time~!" Sun-young said with a "you didn't know that?" attitude, making people envious of the harmonious communication between mother and son.
"Mom, you go to sleep first, I'll sleep later." After saying that, Sunwoo was about to go back to his room when he carefully glanced at his mother, who was still moving her wrists.
"Is your wrist alright? I told you to go to the hospital," Sunwoo said 'unhappily'.
"It's okay, I'll go~" Sunyoung replied with the same answer as always~
"Ugh! Honestly, all you ever do is talk the talk!" Sunwoo said unhappily, looking at his mother who was using the same excuses again.
"Really! I'll go~ I'll go~"
Don't worry~
Sun-young reiterated her assurance.
"Did I put the oranges in your room?" Sun-young asked with a smile.
“Okay~” Sunwoo smiled and nodded at his mother.
After watching Sunwoo return to his room, Sunyoung glanced at her well-behaved son.
I couldn't help but sigh.
......
After busying herself in the kitchen for a while, Sunyoung noticed that Sunwoo's light was still on and gently pushed open the closed door.
Seeing that Sunwoo was still engrossed in his book, and glancing at the few oranges beside him, he gently closed the door with a sense of relief.
After a restless day, Sun-young rubbed her wrists and was about to go back to her room with a kettle in her hand when she paused when she saw the oranges on the table.
I turned my head to look at the oranges on the table. Two of them had already been peeled and were placed in the basket, looking ready for anyone to pick.
The orange didn't do anything wrong; it just encountered a child who felt sorry for its mother.
That's why he suffered such a terrible fate.
Suddenly, Sun-young could no longer feel the pain in her wrist...
......
Sun-young took out her bankbook from inside the room.
The sleeping pearl lay behind her.
Sun-young flipped through the passbook page by page, which only showed the small amount deposited each time.
yuan
yuan
yuan
Sun-young closed the passbook and looked at the two lines of text pasted on the label.
[Sunwoo-University Admission Fund]
She glanced again at the two peeled oranges beside her, then quietly closed her eyes and tilted her head back, perhaps to prevent her tears from falling again...
Pearl, sleeping peacefully; Sunwoo, sensible and filial; and a mother, frugal in caring for her child.
This is the home that her mother-in-law described—the home of the woman she so arrogantly and prejudicedly rejected—whom she so devotedly cared for.
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