The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jia Shu picked up the phone and dialed the number for her mother's workshop.

A bit apprehensive.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sat to one side, utterly bored.

"Hello! Director Qin, I am Song Meifeng's daughter. Yes! My mom... what? My mom is at work? That... that... is my mom in good health? I'm just worried about the family! I haven't been home for such a long time, a bit worried.

Oh, everything's fine! Then thank you.

Call my mom? No need... hey... wait..."

Jia Shu shouted.

But apparently, it didn't stop the other party's actions.

Jiang Xiaoxiao guessed they went to get Song Meifeng to answer the phone.

Jia Shu was deflated, twisting the phone cord absentmindedly.

The director's words shocked her, confirming her suspicions.

Indeed!

Her mom was at work; how could she be gravely ill? Was it her brother's nonsense, or was the family deceiving her?

Jia Shu's eyes turned red, having worried so much that she almost lost her appetite, only to find it was a scam.

She had sent all the money from her pocket home, leaving not even a penny for herself.

Due to this situation, she even asked people for loans: He Aiguo lent her twenty, Jiang Xiaoxiao lent her fifty, and Song Moting and others lent her ten to twenty yuan each, but it was still far from a thousand.

However, Jia Shu had made up her mind that if it came to that, she'd swallow her pride and go to the logging camp to ask the superintendent for a loan.

She also knew that she didn't have such a close relationship with the superintendent and workers of the camp. Most likely, her request would be refused, and they might even laugh at her audacity.

After all, in these times, who would borrow money from unfamiliar people without good reason? Who would dare lend it?

But what could she do?

She was at her wits' end.

The only solution she could think of was to work more and gradually repay by the end of the year.

After all, she couldn't leave there in the short term, but her family situation was critical.

She had even thought about cutting all her expenses to the bare minimum, even eating the least amount possible to save rations that could be exchanged for money.

But who would've thought that after planning everything wholeheartedly for her family, she'd end up hearing such news.

Her mom was just fine at work, meaning she was quite healthy. If she were too sick to get out of bed, how could she go to work?

Exactly!

With so many siblings at home, how could her parents not work? If they didn't work, who would earn to support the family's expenses?

But whatever the reason, they shouldn't deceive her.

Jia Shu was heartbroken. Regardless of the reason, deceiving her like this, did they know she was having nightmares over this?

Couldn't eat or sleep well.

However, her parents didn't even consider how worried she'd be as their child away from home hearing such news.

"Jia Shu, why did you call home? Do you think making phone calls is free? What's with you! How do you make people worry so much? Do you even know the situation at home? How could you not know it'd be better to save that phone money and send it home?"

On the other end, Song Meifeng picked up the phone, feeling a bit guilty inside.

She knew very well what her youngest son wrote about. It was a pre-planned excuse by the family.

To put it bluntly, it was to force the eldest to borrow money since the eldest had already been sent to the countryside.

After working there for decades as a sent-down youth, she should eventually earn a thousand yuan.

It had been over half a year since the eldest went to the countryside but had only sent money home once, and that was just fifteen yuan.

The two of them initially thought after the eldest went to the countryside, they'd save on food, and secondly, the eldest could earn her food and help support the family.

But who'd have thought after the eldest left, she'd stop caring about home.

She was originally working on a farm, how could she not get any rations throughout the year?

Attached to their steel factory, the farm still gave out rations to each family.

Especially with their daughter on a farm, that place was rich in grain; how could they not share some rations?

Yet all this daughter sent after so much urging was fifteen yuan in six months.

What good is fifteen yuan?

With such a big issue at home, the two of them discussed for ages to come up with this scheme.

To get a thousand yuan from the eldest.

Not considering how Jia Shu could possibly come up with a thousand yuan.

Going to the countryside isn't a money-making venture; the farm isn't a goldmine.

If they didn't demand this money back, expecting the eldest to voluntarily send money might end up in vain; they could see this daughter was raised for nothing.

Besides, going to the farm meant away from their direct oversight. They couldn't travel so far to ask her for money; even travel fare wasn't affordable.

That's why they wrote this letter.

Who knew this daughter would become so sly, even knowing to call her workshop?

This immediately exposed them.

Song Meifeng, exasperated, had no choice but to use such words to shut her daughter's mouth. After all, she is the mother, how could her daughter possibly openly question her?

Didn't see the workshop director standing next to her, smiling? They thought it was a model relationship, unaware of the underlying issues.

Jia Shu paused; her mother was like that, always able to twist arguments no matter how unreasonable.

The family deceived her, and yet, with just a few tender words, she wouldn't have questioned her mother.

After all, they're family.

But her mom still had the audacity to righteously accuse her of spending money on calls – the guilty party accuses first!

If she knew calls cost money, couldn't she remember that a train ticket home also costs money?

Train tickets aren't free!

Borrowing money from others isn't considered money?

In her mother's heart, did she even consider her a real daughter? When she left, apart from the train ticket, she barely gave her any money.

Constantly telling her to send money and food home from the farm.

Was she not sending money because she didn't want to? How long had she worked at the farm, and how much could she possibly earn? The rations they received were barely enough because of snow-blocked mountains, leaving her barely getting by herself.

If not for Xiao Xiao finding a way to exchange farm wood for extra rations, who knows how starved they'd be now.

Her mom hadn't asked once about her situation; there were disasters across three provinces where she was.

The whole country knew it.

Her mom didn't care about her daughter's wellbeing, only talking about money.

"Mom, since you're in good health, I don't need to borrow the thousand yuan my brother mentioned. I hope you and dad stay healthy. Don't joke like that about your health. I really believed something happened to you."

We're at the height of spring planting, the busiest time for farm work. Were you not afraid of me worrying so much that it affected my work?"

Jia Shu held her breath, feeling aggrieved. Everyone else's parents at least wouldn't hold back their children, but what were her parents really thinking?