When Zheng Lei was about to end her training period, she was dismissed by the hospital for failing the assessment.

It is said that he failed in the assessment, but the actual reason is known to everyone. It can be said that the hospital gave him enough face, but even so, this matter has been widely circulated.

The medical field is a circle, and many people know each other. She went to school in this city, and all the junior students at her alma mater know about it.

Anyway, with this city's medical system, she has no hope.

After five years of studying and three years of formal training, she now has nowhere to go. She has no savings and her family is in a bad financial situation. When Zheng Lei moved out of the hospital dormitory, she was almost so poor that she fell into the street.

I regret it. I regret that my family knew about it. The whole family tried their best to support her in studying, and they were just waiting for her to stand out and repay the family. Now she told them that her job was gone, and the curses continued.

In the end, Zheng Lei had no choice but to work in a small drugstore, doing a job that she had despised before, and earning a pitiful salary to support herself.

But she was unwilling to do so. She was a doctor, how could she do such a menial job? She suffered from depression because of this.

April 4th, Qingming Festival.

Ji Huai and his wife used to come back one day early and prepare to visit the grave the next day, but since the stalemate during the last Spring Festival, they only came back the next day.

Qingming Festival in Jijia Village is quite lively because they moved here and everyone in the village has a common ancestor. Everyone will sweep their own tomb first, and then go to sweep the main tomb together.

The tombs in the village are all on the mountain. Generally speaking, unless the whole family no longer lives in the village, everyone will spend the first day weeding their own tombs. After all, the weeds have been growing for a year and the small trees have grown very tall.

Waiting until the Tomb Sweeping Day will save a lot of energy.

Most people just started burning incense and paper very quickly, but at the Ji Huai family, Shen Rou felt helpless when looking at the grass that was taller than a person.

There are three tombs in the Ji family, that of Grandma Ji, Grandpa Ji, and Father Ji. Each tomb is overgrown with weeds.

She and Ji Huai couldn't count on Ji's mother. They even got up early to buy the sacrificial supplies. Under the bright sun, Shen Rou wore long sleeves and a hat, picked up a sickle, and started weeding.

Ji's mother talks a lot even if she doesn't work.

When weeding Grandma Ji's weeds, she scolded her at the same time, "Why are we sweeping her tomb? Just do it a few times."

"If she hadn't committed evil, she wouldn't have died so early. It was because of her arrogance that she killed your father. She said that I was unlucky every day. I think she was the unlucky one. She had her own son killed. She deserved it!"

"Bah! Why are you burning paper money to sweep her grave? I won't give her a penny!"

...

Ji Huai turned a deaf ear and cut down the small tree on the top of the tomb. Seeing Shen Rou's face covered with sweat from exhaustion, he said, "Stop cutting it down. Go sit under the tree and rest. I'll do it."

"We still need Dad's tomb. It won't be good if we make others wait for us." Shen Rou rarely does this kind of hard work, and she is beyond her capabilities and is indeed very tired.

She was out of breath and stood wiping her sweat. Seeing that Ji Huai was also sweating profusely, she walked over and handed him the tissue on her body. Ji's mother looked at it with a strange look, "I married a rich girl, but I can't do farm work.

I am very squeamish. I used to farm four or five acres of land by myself and cut rice..."

"Shut up, since Dad died, when have you ever been to the ground? You don't know if there will be any rice in the next meal after your last meal." Ji Huai retorted unceremoniously, "What kind of heavy work have you done in these years?

Xiaorou, I go to work every day, and you go to the mahjong parlor every day, don’t expect me to pay your debts in the future."

Ji's mother was scolded before she could get up to her best, and she instantly felt like a lifeless ball.

"My knife is not very good at cutting. Give me yours and you can go and rest." Ji Huai put down the knife in his hand, took the knife in Shen Rou's hand, and continued to weed.

Shen Rou stood aside. After waiting for a while, she placed the tributes next to them and poured wine.

Wait until Ji Huai takes care of it and set off the firecrackers. That's it.

The two ignored Ji's mother and were busy with their own work.

Seeing that the other families were all going down the mountain, Ji Huai speeded up, and Shen Rou couldn't help anymore. She was helping from the side. Only Ji's mother was busy, and in front of Ji's father's tomb, she deliberately said, "Your son has been married for several years. , I haven’t given birth to a grandson for you yet, why don’t you give me a dream and tell me what’s going on.”

"If I don't give birth, people will make irresponsible remarks behind my back, and our family will not look good."

"Our family still has dignity? Are others laughing at our family not enough? You are too old. Every time I come back, I hear messy rumors. If my dad can really have dreams, I don't know what to do. Just take care of yourself. Already." Ji Huai's tone was calm and calm, and after speaking, he handed three lit incense sticks to Shen Rou, "Come and give dad some incense."

Shen Rou stepped forward.

Ji's mother's face turned green and white. She knew what her private life was like. She didn't know what others said behind her back. But she was still embarrassed when her son said that in front of her dead husband.

But Ji Huai completely ignored her face, especially since Shen Rou was still here.

She couldn't get up and down in one breath, and it was stuck in her heart. Naturally, she wanted to deflect the conflict, "Don't think that I don't know something. Xiaolei told me that the good wife you married cheated on her outside behind your back. In front of your father today..."

Before Shen Rou finished listening, her face changed suddenly and she was so angry that Ji Huai stepped forward and scolded her, "Zheng Lei was expelled from the hospital for spreading rumors. It's better for you. I wish this would come true. I say you're safe." What are you thinking about? Are we two having a bad life? Can you wake up laughing when you fall asleep?"

His face was gloomy and he became furious, "Every time I come back, I feel uneasy. Is it over?"

People were coming down the mountain one after another. When Ji Huai roared, many people heard it and looked sideways.

Ji's mother was scolded and shouted, "Isn't this good for you? I don't have a child..."

"Did you contribute your efforts or money when you were born?" Ji Huai asked, "You know how to talk, so why should you do it for my own good? Is it for my own good or for your own face?"

Seeing how angry Ji Huai was, Ji's mother was completely frightened.

She brags about how promising and filial her son is every day. Even the canteen in the village lets Ji Huai get a lot of credit for the sake of making money.

Everyone in the village was here today, and there were quite a few respectable ones. She didn't dare to make any more trouble, hoping to keep things quiet, but she couldn't do whatever she wanted at the moment.

Ji Huai ignored her and pulled Shen Rou down the mountain. She quickly followed, not daring to speak, for fear that he would confront her again. Their family had built a house, and today was a good time to be in the limelight.

But unexpectedly, there were many people who heard it. She usually offended a lot of people. There were so many people who wanted to see the joke. They were discussing it one after another. There were also elders around. Naturally, someone would ask Ji Huai what was going on.

The person who asked the question was Aunt Li from the small shop in the village.

"It's nothing, I just said a few words." Ji's mother smiled and maintained her face, "Isn't that right, son?"

Ji Huai should understand that family scandals should not be made public.

"Stop talking." Ji Huai made a face and told Ji's mother to shut up.

Ji's mother really didn't dare to speak, not because she was afraid, but because she was afraid of losing face even more.

"This is your mother, how can you talk to your mother like this?" Aunt Li said, relying on her old age, and even educated Ji Huai.

Ji Huai looked at her and said bluntly, "Don't give my mother credit in the future. I won't clean up any of the mess she made. I won't pay back the money she doesn't pay when the time comes."

He spoke very firmly, leaving no room for error.

Aunt Li was stunned at first, and then said quickly, "Your mother already owes five thousand, and this must be paid back."

They just gave credit to Ji's mother for the sake of their rich son, who might ask for help in the future or get sick or something.

Ji Huai said he was irresponsible, how could he do that?

"That's what she borrowed. You can ask her to return it." He replied.

"Son." Ji's mother knew that she was worried this time. She not only owed these debts, but if Ji Huai let out the news and said that he would not pay back, others would come looking for her.

Ji Huai was not afraid of embarrassment. Seeing everyone there, he raised his voice and said, "I said last year that if you owe money again, I can't help you pay it back. You will pay it yourself."

"I've built a house, and I don't care about anything else. I don't care if you want to live on your own or get married."

Ji's mother always knows how to make trouble at home and save face outside. This time, don't worry about face. Let's solve it all at once.

No matter who else lends her money in the future, if she keeps protecting her face, she will have unfinished money.

As soon as this statement came out, many people heard it.

Ji's mother borrowed money everywhere. When she heard that she would not pay it back, some people were quite bold and came forward and said, "Your mother owes a lot of money and you don't pay it back. What will you do? How can she have money?"

Shen Rou was a little uncomfortable. She had been sweating a lot and felt like vomiting. She still held back her words, "But my mother has no income. When you lend her money, you have to consider whether she can pay it back."

Don’t you just like their money?

I heard that some young people deliberately play cards with Ji's mother just to win her money.

"Whoever borrowed it will pay it back." Ji Huai said expressionlessly.

Ji's mother was so embarrassed that she could only pretend to be pitiful and stood aside without saying a word, looking like she was being bullied to the point of being helpless by her son and daughter-in-law.

My son has married a powerful wife, and there is nothing he can do about it.

In the end, the elders in the family were alarmed. Ji Huai was still a doctor no matter what, and still had a good reputation. Ji's mother had a submissive look. After all, Ji Huai was old and gave birth to Ji Huai. Everyone immediately favored her.

She didn't dare to speak and looked extremely humble. She kept saying to Ji Huai, "Stop talking, it's all mom's fault. Mom won't do this next time."

Shen Rou watched her performance and was simply convinced.

What do you mean, it's all her fault? It's wrong in the first place. I gave so much living expenses for a month, isn't it enough in the village? She actually went to borrow money.

It made them very unfilial.

There were many people talking, and even if the knife fell on oneself, one would not know how much pain it would have caused. It was easy to gossip, and some people were already blaming Ji Huai.

"Why bother with the old man?"

"Your father died early, and only your mother was left. Isn't raising a child a way to prepare for old age?"

"Yes, Ji Huai, this is your fault. You have read so many books and ended up in the pit?"

...

Ji Huai looked at the last person who spoke and asked with a smile, "Brother Tao, how much do you give your mother a year?"

The slightly fat man was immediately asked. He was forty years old, had a big beer belly, was not married yet, and had an unstable job. Not to mention providing money to his family, he was growing old at home while his parents were farming to support him.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Ji Huai showed embarrassment and helplessness, "I'm not losing my temper, I'm just making it clear to my mother that I repaid 12,000 yuan the year before last and nearly 30,000 yuan last year. I owe money again this year, all from gambling."

For what she owes, I will give her fifty or sixty thousand a year, which is quite a lot."
To be continued...