He Long didn't believe that there was no room for argument.
"The child is already so big. Why are you arguing?" Wu Chunqiang didn't mind. Anyway, it was common for his brother-in-law to quarrel with his sister. He was already used to it. He wasn't worried that his sister would be at a disadvantage.
"You have to be the judge of this matter." He Long took Wu Chunqiang's cigarette and lit it. As he rode on the clouds, he complained to his brother-in-law, "You see, my brother-in-law is such a good person. You know, he's so considerate to us!
We just came from the countryside. What do we have?
Other than these two worthless clothes and a blanket, we don't have anything else.
My brother-in-law gave us a place to stay and money to open a restaurant. Even our child's school was arranged by his ex-colleague's wife, Meng Aiguo.
Otherwise, how could we be like this?
We have a house, a car, and savings. Even the locals wouldn't be able to do this, right?
Most of them are worse off than us, right?
So, this brother-in-law of mine is really something. Even if outsiders talk about him, he can't say no!
We've only been living a good life for two days. He hasn't even asked for anything in return. Now, he's playing tricks on me. I'm so embarrassed!
This is my biological sister, my mother. If my brother-in-law finds out, I'll have to find a hole to hide in! "
"Did she really say that?" As Wu Chunyan's brother, Wu Chunqiang was stunned.
"I don't have time to talk about this with you." He Long angrily lit another cigarette. Now that he was in the right, he didn't need to be polite to his brother-in-law. "
"Are you out of your mind?" Wu Chunqiang was at a loss. "If your brother-in-law finds out, not only will you be embarrassed, I'll be embarrassed too. When that time comes, I, the one with the surname Wu, will become an ingrate."
He Long said, "What do you think?"
"Hey, don't dawdle there. There are guests inside." Wu Chunqiang's wife grumbled at the side.
"Go on with your work. I won't tire you out." Wu Chunqiang impatiently waved his hand at his wife and said to He Long, "Not to mention how much you guys have benefited from him, he has also helped me a lot. Although I'm giving you face to open this shop and send my child to school, he's doing it with sincerity and sincerity.
Chunyan, if you put it that way, it's really heartless and chilling. "
"Tell her that," He Long said as he stepped on the cigarette. "I'm not going back tonight. I'm going to squeeze in with you."
"In your dreams. Let's go." Wu Chunqiang pulled He Long up and said to his wife, "You keep it, close the door, and go back by yourself."
"Where are you going …" Before she could finish, Wu Chunqiang's motorcycle with He Long on it had already disappeared.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
The Old Mistress sat beside her daughter. Seeing her pale face, she comforted her, "Don't stoop to their level. It's not like you don't know Chunyan's personality. She's straightforward and never hides anything. She's still immature."
"She's already in her thirties. What else do she not know?" He Fang retorted to her mother for the first time. "Just give in to her a little and she really thinks of herself as a child."
"What else can I do when I'm stuck with this bullsh * t?" The Old Mistress had no words to express her bitterness.
"Mother, tell me, do I treat them badly? How can I not be satisfied? When I was in school, I was subsidizing them with 27 yuan a month. My heart ached for them and they had to live frugally and send back 17 to 18 yuan a month. "He Fang's tears flowed uncontrollably as she spoke. She took a tissue and blew her nose. With a sobbing tone, she said," My living conditions improved after I married him. Yes, he's rich. Even if it's too much to spend, it's all earned by him. It's natural for me to give you flowers. He's my son-in-law, so he has to support me.
But I'm using my husband's money to subsidize my brother and sister-in-law. What's wrong with that?
Don't they have hands and feet?
It's just that I've been subsidizing them all these years.
Even my parents-in-law don't know about this. Your son-in-law isn't a petty person. If it were someone else, do you think it would be okay? "
"Yes, yes, my good daughter. Don't feel wronged." The Old Mistress blinked, and tears came out.
Her son-in-law looked rich, but he was not particular about his lifestyle. He only had a few pieces of clothing throughout the year. If her daughter were to ask him to buy them, she wouldn't even be able to find a decent piece of clothing. But he was very generous to others. She thought too much and panicked. "You must not tell him."
No matter how bad her son was, he was still her son. No matter how bad her daughter-in-law was, she had given birth to a granddaughter and a grandson.
If her son-in-law found out, the two families would not be able to get along in the future.
As an old woman, what should she do if she was caught in the middle?
"Do I dare to tell him?" He Fang wiped her tears and forced a smile. "If he finds out, he'll be very angry. Alright, we're almost home. Don't let him see anything wrong. "
"Sigh." The Old Mistress wiped her face with her sleeve so that she could force a smile.
"Mother," He Fang suddenly said.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry. I said something out of anger just now. Don't be angry." He Fang felt that her tone was a little harsh.
"It's good that you're not angry. Those two are too much. Don't worry. I'll talk to them tomorrow." The Old Mistress breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mother, I'm serious. I can't be bothered to care about their affairs in the future. They don't lack food or drink. Why should I worry about them?" He Fang thought it through this time. "Sigh, I've already treated them like this, and they're still not doing well. If something goes wrong, who knows how much they'll hate me in the future."
The Old Mistress lowered her head, sighed, and said no more.
When He Fang returned home, she gently opened the door and coaxed the Old Mistress to sleep. She sat alone in the living room without turning on the light. She lit a cigarette and held a can of beer. Occasionally, she would take a puff of the cigarette and a can of beer.
"Why are you suddenly smoking again?"
The light was on.
Li He stood at the light switch.
"Who made you angry again?" Li He snatched her can of beer and gulped down half of it. Then he said, "Your stomach isn't good either. Don't drink it."
"It's okay. I'm just feeling sour." He Fang smiled and put out the cigarette.
"Don't try to show off. I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow." Li He sat beside her and hugged her. "You're not young anymore. Do you really think you're in your twenties?"
"Second Brother Li, let's not talk about age. We can still be friends." He Fang pretended to be angry.
"Alright, I apologize."
"Erhe, you're my pride."
"Are you drunk?" Li He touched her forehead.
"My heart isn't big. It can only contain you." He Fang looked at him blankly.
"Did something happen?" Li He panicked.
"If you need someone to accompany you to the end, I won't refuse."
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