Reborn 90s: Spicy Wife撩夫

New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!

The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...

Chapter 2781 Returning to My Mother's Home

“We won’t get angry with that kind of person. Wuchen isn’t stupid. She still knows how to keep accounts. I think this child just doesn’t value money. It’s because your father spoils her too much. He’s never shortchanged her on money. This child doesn’t really have a concept of money and has never suffered from lack of money. No wonder she doesn’t value money.”

Lin Shufang's analysis makes a lot of sense. The biggest responsibility for this matter does indeed lie with Ye Mingcheng. In Ye Qingqing's view, his so-called happy education method is irresponsible. There is no such thing as happiness in growing up. Every child's growth is painful.

True happiness only lasts for a few years when you're an infant. Once you enter school, you have to work hard, be self-disciplined, self-reliant, and self-loving. You can't stop for a moment, or you'll be surpassed by others.

Learning is inherently painful, and the idea of ​​"happy education" is just a self-deceiving excuse for many parents. They even claim that Western children are so outstanding because of this "happy education."

Hmph, the intensity of study that Western elites had when they were young is something many adults can't even match. Besides, those prestigious international universities aren't easy to get into; you absolutely can't get in through a "happy education" approach.

"It's my dad's responsibility. I have to go over there and keep an eye on his money so he doesn't secretly give Wuchen money again." Ye Qingqing got up; she had to go and teach Ye Mingcheng a lesson.

"Talk to your dad nicely, but don't argue," Lin Shufang advised.

“I’m not going to argue with him. I’ll take all his bank cards, leave him some money for living expenses, and have Dr. Hu manage the money at the clinic. He’ll collect the money every two weeks. Let’s see how he can sneak money away then.”

Ye Qingqing had already come up with a plan. Ye Mingcheng was easily swayed and couldn't be reasoned with. The only solution was to cut off the source of the money; once the money was gone, they would be safe.

"That's a good idea. Your dad will behave himself now that he's out of money. We also need to talk to Xiaotong and Tiantian and tell them not to give your dad any more money," Lin Shufang reminded them.

"Oh right, I forgot about Xiaotong and Tiantian. I'll tell them later."

Ye Qingqing started the car. She could still go out now, so she needed to get this done as soon as possible. She definitely didn't want to move in another two months.

The roads weren't congested in the afternoon, and I got home quickly. The clinic wasn't too busy; only three or four people were getting IV drips. Dr. Hu was taking care of them. He was a doctor we hired last year, and his medical skills were quite good. He was also reliable and hardworking, which satisfied Ye Mingcheng.

Ye Mingcheng was drying herbs in the yard when he heard the car outside. Knowing that Ye Qingqing had returned, he happily went out to greet her.

"Call me if you need anything, and I'll come over. Be careful while you drive," Ye Mingcheng said, supporting his daughter.

"I'm asking you, how much do you pay Wuchen a month?" Ye Qingqing asked directly.

Ye Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "Five thousand yuan, a thousand yuan for a meal card, five hundred yuan for pocket money, you even know that."

Ye Qingqing sneered, "Only 1,500?"

"Just 1,500." Ye Mingcheng's voice was a little softer as he stammered, "Sometimes Wuchen doesn't have enough money, so I give her a few hundred."

“1,500 is not enough, Dad. Use your brain. This is Pingjiang, not Europe. The cost of living is not that high. How could 1,500 not be enough?” Ye Qingqing raised her voice.

Ye Mingcheng patted her back repeatedly, "Don't be angry, talk it out slowly. The cost of living in Pingjiang is quite high now, and Wuchen eats a lot. 1,500 yuan might not be enough."

Ye Qingqing sneered, "No matter how much you eat, it won't cost 1,500. Today I went to her school cafeteria for a meal and ordered ten dishes, five meat and five vegetable, plus a pound of rice. The three of us were very full. Do you know how much it cost?"