"You even covet the child's things! You're hopeless! Go and take out all of Ze'an's things right now. If anything is missing, you can go back to your parents' house!"
Aunt Zhou got up timidly and slowly shuffled back to her room, thinking as she went what else she could use to brush off these things.
Qiu Zean could tell what she was up to from her expression, and he was really annoyed by her stupid and quick-witted ideas.
Qiu Zean spoke up at the opportune moment:
“Minting has been speaking up for Aunt Zhou and questioning Father. If Aunt Zhou leaves, she probably won’t want to stay at home. Father, let Minting go with Aunt Zhou.”
"With these two children, one is taking care of Aunt Zhou and the other is taking care of you, no one can say anything bad about Xinping."
Qiu Ze'an's father was not entirely in favor of Qiu Minting going with him.
But if this is for Qiu Xinping's reputation, then in Qiu's father's mind, it's not a big deal!
The eldest son always thought of the younger son, which made Mr. Qiu very satisfied and made him feel even more at ease with Qiu Ze'an.
Mr. Qiu agreed:
"You're the eldest brother in the family. You're perfectly capable of making decisions for your younger siblings on my behalf!"
Qiu Minting's eyes widened like saucers; she hadn't expected it to be so simple—she had been abandoned by her father.
She felt even more afraid of this older brother, and dared not think any further. She made a solemn pledge:
“I misunderstood just now. It’s only right to return my brother’s things to him. I know where Mom’s things are hidden. I’ll make sure she finds them all and I guarantee nothing will be missing.”
That's exactly what Qiu Ze'an wanted. He wanted Aunt Zhou to find it herself, and on the day he came back, Aunt Zhou would have to find a way to leave out two things.
But with Qiu Minting's help, things are different; his younger sister knows what's in his best interest.
The less stuff Aunt Zhou keeps, the less likely it is to end up in her hands.
Faced with her brother's belongings and the prospect of being driven away, she would know what to choose.
Aunt Zhou guarded against him like a thief, keeping it a secret even from Qiu's father, but not from her own children.
Sure enough, with Qiu Minting's "help," all of Aunt Zhou's hidden items, as well as deposit slips and cash, were found by Qiu Minting.
Qiu Zean didn't stand on ceremony. He took out his pen and meticulously matched each entry with the information he had recorded.
In the end, the money turned out to be pocket money and emergency funds that his maternal grandparents had secretly given him.
Qiu Ze'an slowly counted the bills one by one, frowning at the end before relaxing his brow and saying in a seemingly generous manner:
"It's 16.8 yuan short, no problem. Consider it as payment for my food and lodging at home these past few days. Our home is much better than a guesthouse. At the same price as a guesthouse, I'm the one getting a good deal at home!"
These words sounded like a joke, so why did they make Qiu's father so uncomfortable?
How did my eldest son become a "guest" at the guesthouse when he was staying at home?
If word got out that his son was staying at home and being charged the same price as a guesthouse, he would be ashamed of himself from now on!
It has to be the father and son; their thoughts resonate perfectly.
Qiu Ze'an had the same idea; he hoped that Qiu's father would try to smooth things over and say, "Forget it."
He dared to spread the word about him charging his eldest son for lodging, so that his father could become famous in the compound after he left!
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