Chapter 10: Not going

As the elevator rose one floor at a time, Uncle Chen glanced at Tan Mo reflected in the elevator mirror.

The teenager was still expressionless, but Uncle Chen, who had served him for nearly a year, still felt that Tan Mo seemed to be in a good mood today.

Tan Mo's life is like a timed machine performing its duties. Going to school at the same time, eating at the same time, resting at the same time every day, Uncle Chen and Auntie Chen take care of the quiet teenager by strictly following the time on the clock.

As usual, Tan Mo was pushed back to his home, and at seven o'clock sharp, Auntie Chen would bring the food on time, Tan Mo would come out of the house to eat on his own initiative, and Auntie Chen would go to Tan Mo's room to pack up his changed clothes and so on during the time when Tan Mo was eating.

As usual, when I walked into Tan Mo's room, the bookcases, tables and even the bedside table were full of books that Auntie Tan didn't even recognize.

Auntie Chen sighed again and didn't touch Tan Mo's book, she just put Tan Mo's changed clothes into the changing basket to prepare for the laundry.

Checking the pockets of her clothes as usual, Tan Mo's pockets were usually never clean, but today, Auntie Chan found something inside that didn't fit Tan Mo.

A candy.

Auntie Chen froze for a long time with this candy, subconsciously glanced toward the door, gently breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully placed this candy on Tan Mo's table and closed the door.

At 7:20, Tan Mo finished eating and went back to her room. When she went back, Auntie Chen hurriedly pulled Uncle Chen and told him that there was a candy in Tan Mo's clothes.

Only those who are around Tan Mo and know him well enough can understand how meaningful this candy is, it can't be bought by Tan Mo himself, since he didn't buy it then someone must have given it to him, being able to accept the goodwill of other people is enough progress to make the old couple cry with excitement.

No wonder Tan Mo is in a good mood today, it's not an illusion.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Uncle Chen's cell phone vibrated, and Uncle Chen hurriedly picked up the phone and closed the door, and after hanging up the phone and hesitating for a moment, he gently knocked on Tan Mo's door.

"Enter", Tan Mo's voice was cold and short, Uncle Chen was used to it, he opened the door and entered the room, he saw Tan Mo holding a handmade knife in his hand, quickly dismantling a tightly packed mechanical watch.

Uncle Chen looked at the tiny parts on the table, then shifted his eyes to the candy that lay at the very front of the table.

Uncle Chen smiled, thinking that it might be different if he talked to Tan Mo about this today, maybe Tan Mo would say yes.

"Mr. Tan just called," Uncle Chen looked at Tan Mo and spoke carefully.

Tan Mo was still fiddling with his mechanical watch in his hand and didn't look up, "Yes?"

"Mr. Tan said he contacted the top doctor in Germany and will be there by the end of the week..."

The words were cut short by Tan Mo, "No go."

Uncle Chen stalled, looking at the teenager's cold face, not giving up trying to persuade again, but no matter how to say, Tan Mo just two words, do not go.

Not going to the hospital, not being examined by a doctor, not being rehabbed.

It has been a year since Tan Mo's mother died and his legs have been paralyzed. Tan Mo does not return home and does not receive medical treatment, and Mr. Tan once forced him to go to rehab, only to meet with Tan Mo's firm resistance.

He stuck the craft knife he had been removing parts with into his leg.

Since then, no one has dared to force him into treatment.

Uncle Chen's complexion dimmed and he wordlessly exited Tan Mo's room, shaking his head at the concerned-looking Aunt Chen.

They thought that Tan Mo would look different today, that he would agree to go to rehab, but it was the same: Tan Mo wouldn't accept the treatment, he didn't want to stand up at all, or rather, he didn't want to live at all.

On the other hand, Qiao Lan was in a good mood all night.

She was disappointed by Tan Mo's refusal, but when she returned to the classroom after the assembly, she was instantly in a better mood when she realized that the candy was not on Tan Mo's desk.

Tan Mo took this candy away!

When you get home the mood is all good.

Ever since Qiao Lan lost a piece of beef by letting her cook a meal by herself, Mrs. Qiao no longer dares to let Qiao Lan cook by herself, but without letting Qiao Lan cook, a new problem has arisen.

Mrs. Qiao had planned well, she would only cook a small amount of food, as long as it was enough for Qiao Yuan to eat, she didn't believe that Qiao Lan would dare to steal food from Qiao Yuan.

As it turned out, her good grandson didn't get enough to eat that day.

Qiao Lan eats quickly and eats without saying a word, while Qiao Yuan eats while watching TV. By the time Qiao Lan is full and goes to wash the dishes, the food is all gone.

Qiao Yuan was stupid, and so was Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao went to scold Qiao Lan for being heartless and eating so much, and now Qiao Yuan is starving, but Qiao Lan took Mrs. Qiao's fart in one ear and out the other, and went back to her room after washing the dishes.

Mrs. Qiao stayed up late again waiting for Qiao's father Qiao's mother to come back, and then complained to Qiao's father, only to be disliked by Qiao's mother again.

"It's not like our family can't afford to buy rice or food, it's just a matter of not eating enough to make more."

In one fell swoop, Qiao Lan's fault for stealing food was put on Old Mrs. Qiao, if not for the fact that you cook less food, how could Qiao Yuan not have enough to eat.

Mrs. Qiao wanted to smack Qiao's mother in the face with her apron.

In the past, when Qiao's mother hadn't yet given birth to Qiao Yuan, Mrs. Qiao scolded her whenever she wanted to, and now she can't scold her, but what's most infuriating is that her son can't hear the tension between them at all, and he still thinks that her daughter-in-law is right, and thinks that his own mother is too stingy.

Mrs. Qiao had three sons in total, and it was because of this that Mrs. Qiao particularly despised Qiao's mother.

Qiao's father is Qiao's old lady's youngest son, but also the most painful son, pain for decades all in vain, Qiao's old lady back to the room more and more sad, the more you think the more aggrieved, so the next day directly away from home to run to the second son's home to cry.

Qiao's father called and scolded Qiao's father for a while, scolded Qiao's father white-eyed wolf, every day for you to take care of your son and you still do not know what is good and bad, Qiao's father was scolded by the second brother of the gray face, the heart is also born out of the guilt, but also feel that Qiao's mother has done too much.

"My mom helps you take care of your son every day, cook and wash your son's clothes, you don't know how to sympathize even if it's not enough to think that my mom is not serving you well, you feel that the care is not good you serve yourself!"

Qiao's mother's eyes are round.

Wasn't it Mrs. Qiao and Qiao's father who wanted a grandson?

Qiao Yuan is my son, but not yours?

Qiao's mother was no longer the same insistent character as before, and immediately quarreled with Qiao's father, while Qiao's old lady, who stayed at Qiao Lao Er's house, heard that her son and daughter-in-law had quarrelled and cold-shouldered, and only then did she run back with satisfaction.

On that day, Mrs. Qiao was given a ride back by Qiao Lao Er's family.

Qiao Lan caught a glimpse of the high-flying girl and realized that it was Qiao Lu who had sent her elsewhere that day to memorize the book.

Qiao Lu followed her beautifully dressed mother with the superiority of a city dweller in the countryside, and was even more pleased to see Qiao Lan.

She just looks down on Qiao Lan, whose parents are uneducated, who is not as good-looking as her and who can't study as well as her.

Qiao's mother washed the fruits with a black face, and after washing the fruits, she shoved the fruit plate into Qiao Lan's hand, "You're like a stake with no eyesight, why don't you take the fruits out."

"Oh," Qiao Lan walked out of the kitchen with a fruit plate, and in the living room, Mrs. Qiao was sitting in the middle of the sofa, with Qiao Yuan and Qiao Lu on her left and right.

Uncle Qiao was furious with his brother, but he was nice to his niece, jokingly asking Qiao Lan to sit down as well.

When Qiao Lan sat down, Mrs. Qiao couldn't sit still for a moment. Why didn't Qiao Lan go to the kitchen to serve the others? Why is Qiao Lan sitting here instead of serving in the kitchen?

When she was about to ask Qiao Lan to go in, Qiao Lu reached out and picked up an apple, and Mrs. Qiao hurriedly said, "The skin of this apple is thick, let Qiao Lan peel it before you eat it."

With a look of disgust, Qiao Lu handed the apples to Auntie Qiao and asked her mom to peel them for her. Auntie Qiao quickly peeled one and cut it into several pieces before distributing a piece to each person.

Qiao Lan also took a piece, Mrs. Qiao glared at Qiao Lan, "You're so old that you still need your aunt to serve you, you only know how to eat and eat all day long, you don't even know how to serve people and you still have a big temper, you won't be able to lose your money and no man will want you."

This is hard to hear, Aunt Qiao is really not used to hearing her mother-in-law speak so vulgar, especially in front of the child said what to serve not to serve, the man is not a man, face some embarrassment, "Mom said this, now this society, the girls study well after the out of no worse than the boys."

Mrs. Qiao pointed at Qiao Lan, "Can you compare her to your family Lulu, look at her, she looks like a student, it's a waste of money to let her study, she was at the bottom of the class in the last exam, she might as well drop out of school early to give her dad a hand!"