Posted to the Sunset Red Elderly Task Force, Mo Yan is cold and aloof: "It's a small matter."
As the saying goes, filial piety comes from discipline. As for ungrateful brats, you ...
"We'd love to, but we just don't know how to thank you enough."
Because of you, the nursing home is what it is today. Now we no longer need to wait for donations from others; we can support ourselves.
We've already started the application process and are operating it ourselves. Once it's approved by the authorities, we don't need to worry about the nursing home being demolished anymore.
Mo Yan was happy to hear this. In fact, the director was really good. He gave these elderly people a warm place to live out their days, instead of the kind of place that only cares about making money and has no feelings at all.
"No need to thank me. I only made the suggestion because I was moved by the dean. Everyone should still exercise in the morning."
"Yes, yes, of course."
After chatting with the dean for a while, Mo Yan told Li Chun to go back.
Lichun was holding many things in his hands, all of which were given to him by his grandparents.
That's why we say the director is so good. After deducting the daily maintenance of the nursing home, the remaining money is used to pay the elderly a salary based on their work, so that they can have a little money in their pockets and buy whatever they want.
The elderly people here are those who have no family, or whose family members dislike them and are unwilling to take care of them in their old age, so naturally no one will give them pocket money.
Now they have pocket money.
Because of the dean's good deeds, many restaurants are willing to use their braised meat and will come directly to pick it up, so they don't have to go out to sell it.
Of course, it's also acceptable if some elderly people don't want to do it.
There are zero elderly people who don't want to earn money.
When he had money, he would think about buying something for Lichun, such as a schoolbag, pencil case, pencils, and even fruit. Lichun couldn't refuse any of these things. He just told himself that he must remember the kindness of these grandparents to him and that he would take care of them in their old age.
As long as he works hard enough, it's not impossible for him.
Lichun looked at his grandmother in the distance. He thought that it had only been a short time, but his thoughts had changed. The reason he was able to understand was because his grandmother sent him to school and taught him the principles of learning.
"Did you thank Grandpa and Grandma on the day of Lichun (the beginning of spring)?"
Thank you.
"Teacher Mo, don't leave with Lichun today. Let's eat here. We're having pork ribs today."
Mo Yan didn't refuse, "Okay, that's great, then Li Chun and I won't stand on ceremony."
They ate their meal before heading home.
"Grandma, I'm really happy to see everyone doing well."
"I'm also very happy, and things will only get better for us."
Mo Yan donated all the money that Mo Fang had brought back, asking the community to help donate it to those in need. She also told Li Chun about this.
Some of these were donated directly to nursing homes.
Due to procedural issues, they were immediately sent to the community upon receiving the donations, with the hope that a portion would be donated directly to nursing homes, while keeping the nursing homes from finding out.
Mo Yan had asked him if he should leave some for her, but he refused outright. "Grandma can do whatever she wants. In the future, I'll earn my own money if I want to spend it. I can't expect to get something for nothing."
Lichun didn't see anything wrong with it. It was Grandma's money, money she had worked hard to earn all her life. Grandma donated it because she was kind-hearted. If Grandma didn't donate it, that was her freedom. If she wanted to use the money, she should work hard to earn it herself.
"Hmm, not bad. How about this, do you want to go make some money? I'll take you this weekend."
beginning of spring:"???"
"Go pick tea leaves. There's a tea plantation around here where kids can earn money, as long as they work hard."
Mo Yan felt that they should take the child out to see more of the world. It just so happened that they were going to deliver organic fertilizer to the tea plantation, so they could stay for a few days. It was May Day, so they shouldn't waste the opportunity.
"Okay," Lichun happily agreed.
...
In the village, it was dinnertime, and Mo Yuan was cooking.
It wasn't because he became more diligent; it was because his wife was pregnant.
Yes, I'm pregnant.
He announced the good news that evening.
At this point, it was just the three of them in their family; Mo Fang had moved to the old house.
He limped around, living alone in an old house. He was as down on his luck as he used to be.
He always felt that he had an obedient son like me, who would listen to whatever he said, but now...
My son is indeed very smart; he has learned everything I wanted him to learn.
Selfish, cold-blooded, and ruthless.
Now the family lives in their new home and completely ignores their elderly father, saying they don't want their aunt to worry.
It's really a bit ridiculous; actually, they just don't want to deal with it.
He saw through it all and stopped caring. Once his foot got a little better, he would go and sue Mo Yuan, accusing him of abandoning him as his father and leaving him alone in the old house to fend for himself.
The only thing that gave him some comfort was that his grandson, Mo Yong, would come over every day to tell him how awful his parents were.
For example, today.
Mo ran over crying, "Grandpa, I don't want to be with them anymore. They actually had a child behind my back?"
Mo Fang suddenly remembered that Mo Yuan seemed to have said before that his aunt said she would give Mo Yuan everything as long as he could have a child she liked.
"Don't cry, don't cry. Don't worry, your great-aunt would never give it to your dad. She's just lying to him."
Mo Fang felt that Mo Yan would never give Mo Yuan money. He hadn't even given any to his own brother, let alone Mo Yuan.
"But they don't love me anymore. Before, everything in the house was mine, but now Dad gives all the good food to Mom, saying it's to give nutrition to her baby brother in her belly."
Grandpa, I don't like my little brother. I don't like that you want me to be the only child in our family.
Looking at his grandson like this, Mo Fang suddenly had a bright idea. "You're right. Our family only needs one person. How about this, you go and tell your mother that you saw your father having dinner with an auntie outside, and ask your mother to deal with your father."
Mo Yong nodded quickly after hearing this; he trusted his grandfather.
He then ran home and told his mother.
"Mom, I saw Dad invite Aunt Chunxiang from the village to dinner, and they even went to see a movie together."
Upon hearing this, the woman exploded and rushed over to fight Mo Yuan to the death.
Mo Yuan didn't dare to make a move, thinking that she could still have everything in the future.
In the midst of their struggle, they both fell downstairs.
Mo was stunned, then he got up and went to find his grandfather.
Mo Fang hadn't expected it to be so effective, so he immediately went to find the village chief.
The village chief sent them to the hospital, but the child was gone, and Mo Yuan was gone too.
Mo Yuan died before she could get everything she wanted, all because of a single sentence from her son.
As for the woman, after waking up and learning that Mo Yuan was dead, and remembering what the staff had said during the legal education session about the death penalty for murder, she ran away from the hospital in fear and was never seen again.
Now only Mo Fang and Mo Yong live in that house.
"Grandpa, it really is much more spacious this way."