Sister-in-law, wait until I graduate, then I'll come back and marry you!

When I was three, my parents tragically perished in a shipwreck. My older brother and I were left to depend on each other.
Although life was hard, I had a happy childhood thanks to my brother's love.
Tragically, when I was twelve, a mining accident took away my only remaining family member, and my brother left me as well.
At that time, my sister-in-law had just married into our family.

Not long after, someone arranged a marriage for her with a widower butcher from a well-off family who was also a strong man.

My sister-in-law asked, "Is it alright if I bring Kangming along?" The matchmaker, dressed in bright red and green, never came again.
After that, several other families came to arrange marriages, but my sister-in-law always had only one condition: she could bring Kangming along, otherwise, it wouldn't work.

My sister-in-law was from a well-to-do family. When she married my brother, her family strongly opposed it, even threatening to sever ties with her.
But she still married him, valuing my brother's character.

After my elder brother passed away, my sister-in-law suffered a lot of ridicule from her family, who pressured her to remarry as soon as possible. Her domineering younger brother even threatened to burn down our house.

My sister-in-law always said the same thing, "I'll remarry, but I must take Kangming with me." Although my sister-in-law was beautiful and virtuous, what family would want her to marry with a burden?
Her family was so angry that they stomped their feet and rarely contacted her anymore. My sister -in-law

worked in a towel factory, earning just over two thousand yuan a month. Sometimes, when the factory was inefficient, they would use stockpiled, low-quality towels as wages. At that time, I was in junior high school, and I needed at least three or four hundred yuan a month. My sister-in-law never waited for me to ask for money; she would always ask me proactively, "Mingming, are you out of money? " While saying this, she would stuff money into my pocket, saying, "Spend it sparingly, but don't skimp on things when you need to. You're still growing, so eat more." I had a special notebook where I recorded every penny my sister-in-law gave me, the date and amount clearly recorded. I thought that when I grew up and earned money, I would definitely repay my sister-in-law for raising me. Before the college entrance exam, I told my sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, I applied to a vocational school so I can start working sooner. " Upon hearing this, my sister-in-law looked at me angrily, "How could you do this? You're going to university! No, you have to change it!" The next day, without further ado, my sister-in-law dragged me to the teacher and insisted on changing my application. I successfully passed the entrance exam for Jianzhong High School in Taipei. When my sister-in-law heard the news, she prepared a sumptuous dinner to celebrate . "Mingming, study hard and make your sister-in-law proud," she said lightly, but I felt a heavy weight in my heart. The next day, my sister-in-law came home with red and swollen eyes. I asked her what happened. She said hoarsely, "It's nothing, I just got some sand in my eyes." Then she quickly went to get water to wash her face. It wasn't until her younger brother came over and mocked her that I learned that my sister-in-law had gone to her family to borrow money for my tuition, but they had kicked her out. Seeing my sister-in-law's still slightly swollen eyes, I said, "Sister-in-law, I'm not going to study anymore. A diploma isn't that important these days; many factories don't require much education..." Before I could finish, she slapped me . "You have to study, whether you like it or not! Are you going to end up like your brother, digging coal?" she yelled at me. My sister-in-law had always been a gentle person; that was the first time I'd ever seen her angry. During that time, she always came home very late, carrying a large woven bag, looking exhausted. I asked her what was in the bag, but she never showed me. One evening, I went to a classmate's house to pick up some books. From afar, I saw a familiar figure squatting under a streetlamp, a white cloth spread out in front of her, covered with shoes, socks, needles, thread, and other odds and ends. It was my sister-in-law. I didn't go over to "expose" her. I watched her from a distance, sometimes bending over to haggle with others, sometimes carefully sorting through loose change. In the dim light, a glimmer of hope shone in her eyes. It was 11:30 when my sister-in-law returned, carrying a woven bag, panting heavily, her face exhausted but beaming with a smile. Seeing me sitting at the table studying, she came over and patted my head. "Mingming, are you hungry? I'll cook for you. " I nodded, my back to her, trying not to let her see the tears welling in my eyes. That night, my sister-in-law collapsed in the kitchen. I rushed in after hearing a loud thud; she was lying on her side, pale. I quickly carried her to the hospital. The doctor said she had fainted due to anemia caused by malnutrition and overwork. I wanted to stay at the hospital to take care of her, but my sister-in-law shooed me out, saying, "Go home and study . School starts soon; the first year of high school is crucial." My sister-in-law stayed in the hospital for a day and then went home, still pale. But she went to work as usual, and in the evenings, she still carried that woven bag to her street stall. I couldn't bear it any longer and ran over to snatch the bag away. My sister-in-law seemed to know I'd discovered her secret. She smiled and said, "Mingming, you're still a little short. A little more and it'll be enough. " She gently took the woven bag from my hand and walked into the night with a slight sway of her shoulder. The few dollars she earned each night were far from enough to pay for tuition. She begged the factory for an advance on three months' wages, but it still wasn't enough. So she went to the hospital to sell her blood. She was already anemic, and when they drew 300cc, the nurse couldn't bear to watch and removed the needle on her own. My sister-in-law never mentioned any of this; it was the nurse—my classmate's sister—who told me later. My sister-in-law personally took me to school, helped me with the enrollment procedures, and then went to my dormitory to make my bed, bustling around taking care of everything. After she left, a classmate said, "Your mom is so good to you!" A pang of sadness welled up inside me. "That's not my mom, that's my sister-in-law." My classmates sighed, and someone whispered, "Such an old sister-in-law?" I glared at him fiercely. My home is far from school, and I only go back once a month. Every time I go back, my sister-in-law prepares a sumptuous meal to treat me. Before I leave, she prepares many dishes, packs them in clear glass jars, and tells me which ones to eat first and which ones to eat later. Each time, she only lowers her waving hand after watching the bus drive away. And every time I come home, I find that my sister-in-law has aged a lot since the last time. I was in my second year of high school when I discovered that she had gray hair. To support my schooling, my sister-in-law not only set up a street stall outside, but also contacted a cardboard box factory to get business making paper boxes. After closing up her stall or on rainy days when she couldn't go out to set up her stall, she would sit under the lamp and make paper boxes. She earned four cents for making a cardboard box, and the materials were provided by the cardboard box factory. That time when I came home, I saw her meticulously making paper boxes under the lamplight, and I said, "Sister-in-law, let me make them for you!"

My sister-in-law looked up at me. The wrinkles on her forehead were like the bark of an old tree in winter, one fold after another.
Among her dull black hair, a few silver strands stood out so conspicuously, like sharp knives piercing
my heart.

My sister-in-law smiled and said, "No need. Go and review your studies. You'll be a senior in high school next year. Work hard and make me proud."
I nodded vigorously, turned around, and tears streamed down my face like a tidal wave. Sister-in-law, you're only twenty-six!

I remembered when she first married my brother, she was so young, her smooth face rosy,
her long, black hair styled up, like a star on TV or a calendar.

I ran into the house, buried my face in my hands on the table, and let my tears fall freely.
After crying, I frantically studied and worked on my problems, telling myself that even if not for myself, I had to study hard for my sister-in-law.

I entered National Taiwan University with the highest score in the entire school's humanities stream.
The day I received my acceptance letter, my sister-in-law bought a huge roll of firecrackers, laying them out in a long line on the ground like a red dragon.

She lit an incense stick and handed it to me, saying, "Mingming, go light the firecrackers!" "I accepted the incense, as if accepting all of my sister-in-law's hopes and blessings.
The crackling of firecrackers attracted the neighbors.

That day, my sister-in-law's parents and younger brother also came, standing in the crowd.
When my sister-in-law saw them, she went over, threw herself on her mother's shoulder, and burst into tears.
That evening, the five of us sat around a table for dinner.

Her younger brother patted my shoulder and said, 'Kangming, you really should study hard.'

I toasted each of my sister-in-law's family members, sincerely thanking them for giving me such a good sister-in-law.
The last toast was to my sister-in-law. She stood up, smiled, and said, 'Mingming, we're family, don't be so polite with me!'" "

University life and studies were much easier than high school. Every year I received scholarships for my excellent grades.

I also had plenty of free time to work part-time, so I basically didn't need any money from home.
My sister-in-law, however, still sent me money every month, telling me to eat well, dress warmly, and take care of myself.

One day, looking at the notebook that recorded every penny my sister-in-law gave me, I suddenly hated myself.
How could a notebook possibly record everything my sister-in-law had given me? I slapped myself hard and tore the notebook to shreds.

Before finishing my junior year, I was specially recruited by an IT company in Taipei.
When I told my sister-in-law the news, she was overjoyed, her voice choked with emotion on the other end of the phone,
'That's good, that's good, your sister-in-law doesn't have to worry about you anymore. Kangying can rest in peace now.'

I suddenly blurted out, 'Sister-in-law, after I graduate, I'll come back and marry you!
' My sister-in-law burst out laughing,
'Mingming, what nonsense are you talking about!'" "Work hard in the future and try to find a beautiful wife for your sister-in-law.
" I stubbornly said, "No, I want to marry you." My sister-in-law hung up the phone.

Finally, I graduated and returned home excitedly with my advance salary from the company. My sister-in-law had already prepared the meal and was just waiting for me.
At the table sat a man in his forties.

Seeing me return, my sister-in-law said, "Kangming, quickly call him Brother Zhang. Your sister-in-law will be going to live with him from now on.
" The man stood up, shook hands with me, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Not bad, a college student!"
I shook hands with him for only two seconds and then ran to my room.

That night, I didn't eat. Lying in bed, I kept asking myself,
"Sister-in-law, why, why didn't you give me a chance to take care of you?"

Not long after, my sister-in-law and that man surnamed Zhang got married.
I went and drank a lot.

My sister-in-law also drank quite a bit, and I vaguely heard her say to others,
"Look, this is my younger brother Kangming, a college student at National Taiwan University!" " Working in Taipei," she said with pride.

Later, because of my busy work schedule, I couldn't go home often, so I sent most of my monthly salary to my sister-in-law, but she always returned it all.

She said, "Mingming, your sister-in-law is getting old and doesn't cost much. It's you who should be earning money to settle down and start a family.

" She would also send me local specialties from our hometown from time to time, saying, "Mingming, work hard,
settle down and start a family soon. When your sister-in-law gets old, I'll come and stay with you for a while
and see Taipei. Don't forget your old sister-in-law then!"

My tears flowed like a flood. My dear sister-in-law, how could your brother forget you?!

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