RPAGF Chapter 283: Grudge
Chapter 283: Grudge
Seeing that Yun Qingyi did not answer him, the little boy did not press the matter, but continued, "Sister, are you going to vote this time?"
The people around her started discussing it quickly, but Yun Qingyi still shook her head, "I won't vote."
The little boy was somewhat surprised. "Huh? Don't you think they're all right?"
Yun Qingyi did not answer the question, but instead asked in return: "Is it fair to judge someone's right or wrong arbitrarily without sufficient information?"
The little boy smiled slightly: "Sister, you're right."
Soon after, the voting results came out. This time, the couple received significantly more votes than the fathers from before. Moreover, the votes were counted separately, with the man receiving slightly more votes than the woman, but the difference was not significant.
After the vote was cast, the third scene appeared in the mirror.
The couple was no longer as loving as before, but apart from arguments, they did nothing else excessive.
A month later.
A woman who was experiencing persistent nausea consulted a village doctor and discovered she was pregnant.
The man was stunned upon hearing the news, then filled with joy. Looking at his wife, he still had some reservations, but he was determined to take good care of her.
As the days went by, their relationship improved considerably, and they both looked forward to the arrival of their little new life.
But as the fetus grew larger, the day of delivery finally arrived.
After a cry, the couple named the baby Erfu. They were both immersed in the joy of becoming parents and, for once, showed each other genuine smiles.
"My wife, you've worked so hard."
……
After this scene, time flowed rapidly in the mirror, and Erfu gradually grew up, one year old, two years old, three years old...
As Erfu grew up, the amount of pearls she needed increased. Since women couldn't do laundry during childbirth, young girls took her place and did it better than her, asking for less pay. Gradually, even after childbirth, no one wanted her to do laundry anymore.
The burden of the entire family's survival fell entirely on the man.
The man said nothing, but simply worked hard from dawn till dusk.
In order to earn more money to support his family, he had to do more physical labor than others, but his body also suffered from many wounds of varying sizes and depths. Gradually, in order to numb the pain in his body, he learned to drink alcohol.
At the same time, news came that the woman's father had passed away.
The man went to the funeral with the woman and learned something he had always wanted to know but kept buried in his heart.
The man said, "So, you used that money to treat your father's illness."
Woman: "I'm sorry, he is my father, I can't just stand by and watch him die."
The man sighed: "Why didn't you say so back then?"
The woman pursed her lips: "I'm afraid you won't agree."
The man laughed in exasperation: "Am I really that unworthy of your trust?"
The woman hurriedly shook her head, "No..."
The man waved his dark, wrinkled hand. "Fine, I don't blame you."
But is it really not strange?
It's distrust, it's disappointment, it's betrayal...
The man looked at his hands.
Or perhaps, it's the uncertainty about the future...
But at this moment, he truly didn't blame him.
Time passed day by day, and the child grew a little older. The woman did not want to be a burden on the family, or perhaps she wanted to make up for it. She tried every means to earn money, working tirelessly from dawn till dusk.
The two, who already had little interaction, had even less to say to each other.
The woman has also changed from a beautiful and charming girl into what everyone calls a "yellow-faced woman," with her skin tanned dark and her beautiful hands covered in thick calluses from years of hard work.