Chapter 10 Facing It Together

Zhou Dajun paused for a moment upon hearing this, then slowly replied, "Indeed... this job is not easy to find."

He paused for a moment, then shook his head and said with a wry smile, "If it weren't for this, who could have imagined that things would turn out like this?"

"Speaking of this, I have to admit that my sister has indeed become more and more outstanding in recent years."

After a moment's thought, Wu Haiyan added earnestly.

"She has always been efficient and responsible at work, and her superiors and colleagues all rely on her. I heard that they are currently discussing whether to promote her and give her a raise. Not everyone gets this kind of opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Dajun's eyes dimmed slightly.

“Yes,” he muttered to himself, “that’s why my temper has gotten worse and worse, and even my old face can’t escape it.”

At this point, Wu Haiyan suddenly noticed several red marks on the other person's cheek and exclaimed in surprise.

"My God, what happened to your face? What happened?"

"It's all that crazy woman's doing!"

Zhou Dajun gasped for breath, feeling a sharp pain, and his anger flared even more.

"That day she grabbed a broom and started hitting me with it. I ran all over the house!"

He touched the scar on his face and muttered under his breath, "Hmph, she doesn't deserve it! She's always making a mountain out of a molehill, showing off her worthless achievements. All she has is a so-called stable job, what's so great about that!"

“Actually,” Wu Haiyan slowly broke the brief silence, “it is precisely because of this job that she has become more and more assertive every day.”

After hearing this, Zhou Dajun remained silent for a long while.

But deep down he secretly agreed with this.

As Zhou Shufen's career prospects became increasingly bright and her position rose higher and higher, she naturally looked down on this unambitious man in front of her.

The emotional rift between the two is gradually widening.

Meanwhile, Zhou Haiwei, with a gloomy expression, took Li Qiaodi home.

He plopped down on the sofa, holding his head in his hands.

Li Qiaodi followed behind, head down, gently closing the door, her steps somewhat hurried.

She knew her husband was in a bad mood.

The room was so quiet that only the ticking of the grandfather clock could be heard.

Recalling the scene at Zhou Shufen's doorstep, the neighbors gathered outside the courtyard wall, whispering among themselves.

Some even pointed at Zhou Haiwei and joked around for a few moments before quickly dispersing.

Those voices drifted into my ears intermittently: "Oh dear, has this family split up too?"

"Tsk tsk, she's still my own mother..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Haiwei gritted his teeth.

"This is terrible..."

"Why is Zhou Shufen being so ruthless this time? Not only is she making a fuss about completely separating the family, but she's also demanding an exorbitant amount, insisting on getting the household expenses back. Our lives are definitely going to be tough now."

How much money do we have left?

Unable to contain his anger any longer, he scratched his head a few times in frustration, then suddenly looked up and asked his wife.

"What? You're really going to pay?!"

Li Qiaodi jumped up from the stool instantly.

Her voice suddenly rose, echoing in circles throughout the small living room.

"Do you know how much money our family has left over the years? We're so poor we can barely afford to eat. Are you planning to take all the money my family gave us back then? You want to empty the house, don't you?"

As she spoke, she slapped her thigh, her eyes slightly red.

Zhou Haiwei paused for a moment.

He then frowned, stood up, and his tone became slightly harsher.

"What can I do? Do you think I don't want to save face? If I don't do something, will anyone respect us when we go back? What will people say about us behind our backs? I've heard it so many times: 'Your family has no filial piety whatsoever!'"

But Li Qiaodi did not back down at all, and grabbed her collar, sticking her neck out and shouting back.

"I won't agree! Since Mom has made this choice, let her go! Whoever doesn't want to go back can go back. I've disliked her for a long time anyway. If she says she'll separate, then separate! I want to see who can take care of her in the future. Can her good-for-nothing siblings support her? Don't come crying to us later!"

Zhou Haiwei glared at her angrily, but ultimately swallowed his anger.

He slowly sat back down at the table, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

“Sigh… This isn’t just our problem; it’s a hurdle that no one in the family can escape. A major upheaval has occurred in the family, and Liya and Haiqing haven’t been around… It’s time to bring them back.”

As those words were spoken, a complex mix of emotions filled the air.

"That's right!"

Li Qiaodi's eyes suddenly flashed, and she nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Let them come back and see for themselves. Let them know what Mom is really doing, and how long she intends to keep making a scene!"

Zhou Haiwei didn't respond, but just sat quietly staring at the table in a daze.

Liya is Zhou Shufen's eldest daughter, and she has a gentle and reserved personality.

Haiqing is the fourth son, and he is cautious and conscientious in his work.

The two were quite well-behaved and honest from a young age, and rarely got involved in family disputes.

But now, this storm is probably unavoidable...

Having many siblings in the family often means limited resources.

They are low-key and accustomed to working hard and contributing quietly, without taking the initiative to seek opportunities or show off.

Therefore, it is not highly valued in places like families where interpersonal relationships are important.

They always take on a lot of tasks, but often don't get the response they deserve.

Over time, a lot of emotions accumulated in my heart.

After making the decision, Zhou Haiwei did not delay at all and immediately set off.

The first thing he did was to inform his siblings, Zhou Liya and Zhou Haiqing, of the news.

Shortly after the message was sent, Zhou Liya and Zhou Haiqing replied one after the other, almost simultaneously putting down what they were doing.

Upon hearing of such a significant change in their family, they all realized that this situation was different from the past and that they had to rush back to face the problem together.

It was barely dawn when Zhou Shufen got out of bed.

She had almost no desire to sleep any longer.

He spent the whole night thinking about the division of the family property and finally made up his mind.

After getting up, she started tidying up the room.

The dust was swept away, the items were put back in their places, and the yard was cleaned up neatly, looking brand new.

Looking at her work, she nodded in satisfaction.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Shufen put down the stack of clothes she was folding and slowly walked over to open the wooden door.

Two familiar figures came into view.

A moment of surprise flashed across her face, followed by a complex look in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.

There are memories, regrets, and even a little guilt.

If she were to name the two people she feels most indebted to in her life, without a doubt it would be Zhou Liya and Zhou Haiqing, who are standing right in front of her.