Chapter 8 [8] He, the head of the family, has no status at all! ...

Tang Youshan slapped him and Tang Aiguo was stunned.

"You're fine, why are you arguing with your wife?"

If Zhang Lancao were gone, who would be able to take care of him so comfortably?

Tang Youshan was physically ill, but his mind was clear.

Although he had three sons, the one he could rely on was his eldest daughter-in-law, who didn't mind the dirt or the smell. Back then, his wife was attracted to Zhang Lancao because she couldn't read a single word, but she was hardworking and knew how to make a living.

In the early years, what he disliked most was his eldest daughter-in-law. She had no formal job, no opinions of her own, spoiled her children without limits, and even treated a little girl who was a liar as a treasure. He got angry whenever he saw her.

Unexpectedly, the grandson Dabao, whom he raised, has nothing to do with it now.

Tang Aiguo never dreamed that at his age, he would be beaten by his father.

"It's all because of that damn girl. She went to set up a stall to sell food. She made me lose all my face."

Tang Youshan: "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"It's wrong for a girl to make more money. My medicine doesn't cost money."

He wanted to live and take more medicine. As he spoke, he hit someone with his cane: "Go and find him quickly. I'm hungry."

Tang Aiguo had no choice but to go out to look for someone, only then did he find out that Zhang Lancao had left with Tang Yuanyuan.

Tang Aiguo's face turned black.

Zhang Lancao became so bold that she even dared to run away from home!

The daughter he gave birth to was born to be against her.

I could only pinch a dollar to buy food in the cafeteria, and when I turned around, I met Li Dapeng.

Li Dapeng didn't know Zhang Lancao was gone yet: "Aiguo, don't you have a sister-in-law to cook for you? Why are you buying fried noodles?"

Tang Aiguo: “…” He didn’t want to answer him at all.

"Let's change the taste today."

Seeing that he still had money to buy shredded pork fried noodles, Li Dapeng said, "Brother Guo, you know, my wife likes to spend money and doesn't know how to live. I only have two yuan for pocket money this month, and I saved that 20 yuan for almost a year. Can you treat me to some fried noodles?"

Tang Aiguo didn't have any money. This was the only dollar left in his pocket.

I could only laugh it off and say, "Next time, I'll treat you after I get my salary."

Li Dapeng and the others left, and he spat hard, cursing, "Stingy guy, borrowed money and couldn't even afford to treat me to fried noodles."

He completely forgot that before the Tang family fell on hard times, Tang Aiguo was the one who loved to treat guests the most.

These were the last two servings of fried noodles, and they were already stiff. Tang Youshan's appetite had been spoiled by Zhang Lancao lately, and Tang Aiguo was reluctant to add even a bit of minced meat, so he just poured the rice directly on his son's head.

"Go find Xiao An's mother!"

When Tang Aiguo realized what his father had done, he almost went crazy.

Tang Youshan kept making trouble, and Tang Aiguo couldn't stand it anymore. Before Zhang Lancao went to work, he rode his bicycle to find Zhang Lancao.

Zhang Lancao hadn't had such a peaceful sleep for almost a year. She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she closed her eyes, so much so that even when someone pushed her awake, she was still dazed and rubbed her eyes as she left the dormitory.

Tang Aiguo coughed and turned his head away, feeling very awkward: "Well, my dad is looking for you."

"He can't get used to the food in the cafeteria."

Zhang Lancao: "You can't stop stopping Yuanyuan from setting up a stall. Director Wang has already said that it's a good thing for children to be independent. As adults, we can't hold them back."

Alas! As the head of the family, he can't even do this little thing!

Tang Aiguo felt sad and impatient, but he replied, "I know, I know."

"I'm home. My dad is still waiting for me."

Zhang Lancao jumped into the back seat of his car.

Tang Youshan, leaning on a crutch, waited at the door and looked out. When he saw Zhang Lancao from afar, he felt relieved.

*

To resign from the textile factory, one must give half a month in advance, and Tang Yuanyuan has to give another half a month in advance.

Zhou Wei was surprised by Tang Yuanyuan. "Are you crazy? You want to quit?"

Tang Yuanyuan: "I'm about to start my freshman year of high school. Xiaowei, I think studying is the best way forward. In this factory, you can see the end of the road. Do you want to go there too?"

Zhou Wei was envious: "You have good grades, but mine aren't. Besides, I don't like studying."

"I would rather go to work. Even though it's painful, I'm happy when I get paid. Studying is painful, and the teacher always scolds me."

The math teacher in the third grade of junior high school was indeed a very abusive person. Zhou Wei was particularly bad at math and was once called a pig by the teacher. It was simply her nightmare.

Thinking about it now, that feeling of suffocation is terrifying.

"It's a good thing that you can study. You have such good grades, you shouldn't waste your time like me."

Zhou Wei was truly happy for Tang Yuanyuan.

Tang Yuanyuan said, "Then you should save money and open a shop in the future to sell some stationery. It's better than working and you don't have to be so tired."

Zhou Wei asked a few more questions in detail. She was a little tempted, but still worried about the risks. After all, no one in her family did this. "Then you can try opening a store first. If it's successful, I'll ask my mom for money and I'll open a store too."

"good."

When Tang Yuanyuan returned home, the candied plums were already prepared and placed in a porcelain bowl. The bright red fruits, soaked in sugar water, were appetizing just by looking at them.

I picked one up and tried it. It tasted very good, crispy and sweet.

She ate, took a shower, and fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up, I saw Zhang Lancao rubbing her hands nervously: "How sweet is it? Can you sell it?"

Tang Yuanyuan nodded: "Of course, it's delicious!"

Zhang Lancao looked at the smile on Tang Yuanyuan's face and felt a little more at ease.

In the past, after my daughter got off work at night, she would be in a daze, with worries between her brows and eyes, the kind of despair that could be seen at a glance.

Now, although she was a little tired and didn't get enough sleep, she was in surprisingly good spirits.

This is a life with purpose.

Zhang Lancao could understand. Not to mention Tang Yuanyuan, even she felt that life had a purpose and was not just busy.

"If it sells well, Mom will make a few more sauces. Peaches are in season now, so making these things is not difficult and not tiring."

Tang Yuanyuan didn't believe it. Although she chose foods that were easy to make, her mother was too busy. Now she had to make these things by squeezing them out of her sleep time.

She had just gotten up early in the afternoon and ridden her bike to sell the goods, but she felt much more tired than before.

Fortunately, Tang An’s high school entrance exam will be over in just one week.

I hope he will do what he says and take over the job of taking care of Tang Youshan, so that her mother can have a much easier time.

Tang Youshan came over shakily on crutches: "What delicious food are you making?"

Tang Yuanyuan pinched him a sour plum and said, "Hmm, canned food, try it."

Tang Youshan's eyesight was actually quite blurry, but he was now very open-minded. He didn't have many days left, so he had to take medicine and try his best to live longer. He should eat whatever he wanted, eat good food, and eat fresh food.

Canned food!

This is good stuff.

He took a bite and twisted his mouth in a sour tone: "Sour!"

Tang Yuanyuan and Zhang Lancao were amused and burst out laughing.

Although the sweetness of the candied plums has been neutralized, the sour taste is still there. It is very suitable to use them to stimulate the appetite in the hot summer when it is difficult to eat.

Another point is that Tang Yuanyuan was attracted by its low cost.

Zhang Lancao made her a bowl of noodles. Tang Yuanyuan took out her third-year junior high school textbook while eating the noodles. Her time was really too tight now, so she could only pick up these fragmented moments and try to review more.

Zhang Lancao naturally felt heartbroken again.

After eating, they went to the wholesale market and Tang Yuanyuan filled half a bowl of candied plums for Xu Xiaofeng as usual.

The aunties in the market all knew Tang Yuanyuan, and some also knew that she was doing this to earn tuition.

My impression of her is that she is a thin girl who doesn't talk much. If you ask her to buy a bowl of jelly, she will smile at you shyly, say thank you, and quickly add half a bowl for you. If anyone asks her for more, she will not refuse and will give you half a spoonful.

I saw fresh candied plums, they were all quite fresh.

When I asked the price, I was told it was 50 cents per portion, which is more expensive than jelly. But compared to canned food which costs 3 yuan per bottle, it is much cheaper, after all, sugar is expensive.

These merchants in the wholesale market can be said to be the first batch of merchants to become rich, but their time is trapped in the market and they cannot leave. This kind of door-to-door food sales is very suitable for them. Candied plums are very good as snacks, so many people will order a bowl of plums after buying a bowl of jelly to try it out, and mung bean soup is still a hot seller.

After Tang Yuanyuan went around and cleared out his stock, he made a profit of 19.6 yuan after deducting the cost!

This kind of happiness from making money is so great!

Tang Yuanyuan bought half a roast chicken and took it home, spending two dollars and fifty cents.

Zhang Lancao was finishing her meal in the kitchen when a chicken leg was suddenly stuffed into her mouth. She immediately took it out and handed it to him: "Eat it yourself."

Tang Yuanyuan shook the chicken wings in her hand: "I'll eat this. If you don't eat it, I'll throw the roast chicken away."

This won’t work!

These are all things that cost money. "Is business good today?"

Tang Yuanyuan held up a greasy roast chicken and raised nine fingers: "I made nineteen dollars and sixty cents!"

Zhang Lancao's mouth was almost stretched to her ears from laughing, and she felt more and more that what Director Wang said was right!

I must be so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter.

In the main room, Tang Youshan was crying out in pain again. Tang Yuanyuan tore off a piece of chicken breast and left the kitchen.

"Master, I have some delicious roast chicken. I bought it. Do you want to eat it?"

Tang Youshan's cloudy eyes brightened up: "Eat!"

Tang Yuanyuan tilted her head and held the roast chicken a little further away: "Who is the best among your grandchildren?"

In the past, Tang Youshan’s most common insults to her were “liar girl” and “sleazy girl”.

Among his three sons, he disliked his eldest son the most. Similarly, he also disliked his granddaughter. Only Tang An could get his attention.

Tang Youshan: "You are such a good granddaughter."

Tang Yuanyuan squinted her eyes and said, "It's great to be rich!"

Tang Youshan's teeth were not very good, so he smacked the grease off the roast chicken skin, getting his hands all greasy but still enjoying the meal, licking them repeatedly.

Tang Yuanyuan said, "Be quiet at night. If it hurts, just bear it and don't call my mom. I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow."

Tang Youshan: "Okay!"

Tang Yuanyuan: "I'll ask my dad to feed you later."

Tang Youshan agreed again, but when Tang Aiguo fed him dinner, he was dissatisfied, "Why is there no roast chicken?"

Tang Aiguo: "What roast chicken?"

Tang Youshan: "Yuanyuan, that's not it."

Tang Aiguo stuck his head out of the window and asked, "Yuanyuan, your grandfather said you have roast chicken?"

Tang Yuanyuan: "Oh, I ate it all."

"Dad, you think it's shameful for me to set up a stall. You definitely don't want to eat the food I buy with the money I earn, so I didn't leave any for you."

The dinner Zhang Lancao prepared today was still vegetarian, with a plate of stir-fried loofah and a plate of long beans.

Tang Aiguo looked at the two vegetarian dishes and his face turned a little dark.

As the head of the family, he has no status at all!

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