Before she resigned, she would definitely need to discuss it with Zheng Yang and her father-in-law.
That evening, Jiang Ruyu prepared a table full of delicious food, and her two daughters and Xiao Anxu, who had already started daycare, clapped their hands with joy.
"Mom, are you in a good mood? Why are there so many delicious things to eat today?" Zheng Wanxing, who is already in first grade, has bright, sparkling eyes and looks like a mischievous little girl.
Zheng Wanyi, on the other hand, was much quieter. Although they looked exactly alike, you could tell who was who at a glance.
"Huanhuan, Mommy has something to say to Grandpa and Daddy, so I'm trying to bribe them first," Jiang Ruyu teased her deliberately.
Zheng Wanyi looked at her mother and said, "Mom, even three-year-old Chuan Chuan and Zhou Zhou know that you are the eldest in our family."
Jiang Ruyu rolled her eyes at her eldest daughter: "Mom knows you're smart, but if you see through something, don't say it out loud, or you'll get a beating."
"It's Mom, I know."
Jiang Ruyu was at a loss with her eldest daughter's serious demeanor. The two daughters were so different as they grew older. One was eager to go anywhere, while the other wanted to confine herself to a box and not go out even half a step.
Zheng Yang roughly knew what his wife wanted to say, but since there were children at the table, he didn't say anything. Seeing that his youngest son was already eager to stand up and pick up food, he said to Zheng Anxu, "Zheng Anxu, tell Dad what you want to eat. You can't do this. You're still too small. Your arms can't reach the food on the other side. You'll get it all over your clothes, and the food will get dirty. Then no one can eat it, understand?"
Zheng Anxu knew how cold and unfriendly his father was to him; he had experienced this deeply since he was a child. Therefore, whenever he wanted something, he would just say, "Dad, I want to eat Mom's braised pig's trotters. They're delicious."
“Okay, Dad will help you put it on. Go put your smock on yourself.” Zheng Yang believes in letting his son do things by himself and not spoiling him at all.
"Okay, Dad, I want to eat two pieces of pig's trotters and two big shrimp." Little Zheng Anxu has already shown his foodie nature, just like Jiang Lin.
Jiang Ruyu watched the interaction between the father and son without saying anything. She agreed with Zheng Yang's way of educating An Xu. Boys must have good character and not be spoiled. It's not a bad thing to suffer a little. Besides, the family is well-off now, so he doesn't have to suffer much. The main thing is to let him know from a young age that no one will spoil him and that he must have a reason that can convince the adults if he wants to do something.
"no problem."
The three children are well-behaved. They don't spill food everywhere at the dinner table. The youngest, Anxu, can already eat by himself. He now sleeps in the same room as his grandfather, but in a separate bed.
Perhaps knowing that his parents wouldn't spoil him like other children's parents, Zheng Anxu is very emotionally stable and doesn't cry or throw tantrums easily. However, he will also fight for what he wants, making him a child with his own ideas.
After dinner, Huanhuan and Tiantian had already cleared away the dishes on their own. Zheng Yang said to the kitchen, "You two put the dishes in the basin and go do your writing. Dad will wash them later."
Zheng Wanyi ignored him: "Dad, my sister and I have finished our homework. We'll wash the dishes, and you can wash the pots."
Zheng Yang knew his eldest daughter was very opinionated, so he smiled helplessly and said, "Alright, you two be careful."
Zheng Wanxing pouted and looked at her sister: "I already told you not to swipe, so why are you dragging me along if you want to swipe?"
“You’re too lazy, Zheng Wanxing. Your parents and grandpa work very hard. We should do what we can ourselves.”
Zheng Wanxing understands her twin sister as well as she understands herself. Her sister is good in every way, except that she is a little spoiled.
Zheng Wanxing sighed and said with some melancholy, "I hate washing dishes the most. When I grow up, I will definitely earn a lot of money and hire someone to wash my dishes."
Zheng Wanyi frowned as she looked at her: "You can't tell this to others, or people will say that our family has capitalist ideas."
"Oh, I understand. I'll just talk about it at home." The little child already understands the chaos in society.
Zheng Yang and Zheng Dali were listening to Jiang Ruyu outside, while little Zheng Anxu had already gone to play with his cousin at his uncle's house.
Jiang Hui and his family will come back whenever they can. They can't let their child only see their parents once a week. After all, the child is still young, and it's not good for them to lack parental companionship during their growth. Fortunately, their university courses aren't too full, so they come back sometimes when they have fewer classes.
Every few days, one of the couple would come back. Jiang Yu and Jiang Chen could see their father or mother every other day. In addition, they also had their aunt, cousin, and younger cousin to play with. As a result, they had good personalities and did not become introverted or sensitive.
Jiang Hui would always make some moving toys to amuse them. Han Ling was particularly good at writing and would tell them stories whenever she had time. Their inner world was also very rich, and they were no less than children whose parents were always by their side.
The two children are quite self-reliant. At first, when Jiang Hui and Han Ling were not around, Jiang Ruyu would sleep with them to keep them company, afraid that they would not sleep well and would wake up in the middle of the night. However, the two children themselves did not want their aunt to stay with them.
Jiang Yu said like a little adult, "Auntie, we've grown up and can sleep by ourselves now. Look, my older sister and the others sleep by themselves, so can we."
Jiang Ruyu had no choice but to let them have their way, but she couldn't sleep well at night for the first few days. She would always say that she would get up every two hours to check on them. Later, when she saw that they were indeed sleeping well, she felt relieved.
Jiang Ruyu looked at Zheng Yang and her father-in-law and straightened her expression before saying, "Dad, I want to sell my job and start my own business."
Zheng Yang didn't react; he already knew this. But Zheng Dali didn't. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened, and he stammered, "What? Daughter-in-law, what did you say? Start your own business?"
Jiang Ruyu nodded: "Yes, Dad, look, there are so many street vendors going door to door, and nobody in the neighborhood is managing them. Besides, I read the newspaper and listened to the radio, and the leaders all said they encourage us to do something that can make money. I'm thinking of renting a storefront to sell braised food. What do you think?"
Zheng Dali didn't think much of it: "Daughter-in-law, are you out of money? I still have some, you can have it all. Let's just work hard at our jobs, isn't that great? Look at you now, you're a leader, your salary and benefits are good, and your work isn't too busy. Why go through all that hardship? Besides, what if there's another overthrow of capitalism?"
Jiang Ruyu knew that it wouldn't be easy to persuade the old man: "Dad, don't worry, I promise everything will be fine. The country is now advocating for people's independent development, and there will be more and more individual businesses in the future. I need to take the lead so that I can seize the market."
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