Chapter 289 Is the Feng Shui of the Ancestral Grave Bad?
"Qiangzi, I don't like what you said. This man is married and has children. It's right that he should support his wife and children by himself."
"But think about it, you and Xiaozhuang are both your parents' sons. What kind of life are you living, and what kind of life is Xiaozhuang living?"
"They are both sons of your father and I, but one lives a life in heaven, and the other lives a life on earth. How can a parent feel good about this?"
"The palms and backs of your hands are all made of flesh." Bao Pandi turned his hands over and said, "Who doesn't want their children to live a good life?"
"Your father and I don't have much ability. We can only save some money for him. Your brother will have to rely on you as his older brother to help him in the future."
Qian Lan sneered in her heart. She and Yu Qiang had never relied on their families since they got married. Yu Qiang joined the army at the age of sixteen. Before they got married, he basically sent all of his monthly allowances back home.
Now it's Yu Zhuang's turn. Not only has he never brought money home, but the money needed for marriage and childbirth has all been paid by his parents, her, and Yu Qiang.
Now the mother-in-law has clearly stated that the money saved is for Yu Zhuang, and Yu Qiang, as his older brother, will continue to help him in the future.
She even said that she was a good person and wanted both her sons to live a good life.
They live in the city, eat the government's food, and live a good life. Isn't it natural that they should help their lazy brother who lives in the village?
Qian Lan thought it was ridiculous, but she had no right to get angry because her parents thought the same way and she was also helping her unsuccessful younger brother.
Yu Qiang frowned, feeling that his mother's theory was both right and wrong.
"Qiangzi," Bao Pandi patted his son's hand. "Think about it, besides your parents who gave birth to you, who else in this world is closest to you? Aren't they your brothers and sisters, who share the same mother and are related by blood?"
Yu Lixin frowned and said, "Mother-in-law, you're talking as if my brother and I aren't my father's biological children. My father is only close to you, my father-in-law, and my aunt, not to us."
“…” Bao Pandi was speechless for a moment.
The original intention was to remind his son that those who were related to him by blood were his closest relatives, not Qian Lan, a person with an outsider surname, so that he would not listen to Qian Lan, be wary of her, and not treat his salary as a loss. However, he never expected to forget about his two grandsons.
Phew, Qian Lan tried hard not to laugh out loud.
Yu Qiang glared at his youngest son and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yu Lixin pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm not talking nonsense. That's what my mother-in-law meant."
"That's not what mother-in-law meant. We are the closest people because we have the same surname." Bao Pandi tried to make amends.
Yu Lixin wrinkled his nose and said in confusion, "But your last name isn't Yu, mother-in-law."
“…” Bao Pandi’s eyes twitched wildly.
"Pfft...cough cough cough." Qian Lan couldn't help laughing, and after realizing it, she immediately covered it up with a cough.
She decided to give her youngest son double his pocket money starting next week.
Yu Lixin didn't know yet that his pocket money would soon increase.
Yu Qiang glared at his youngest son, then looked at his eldest son and said, "Jianshe, go make your mother-in-law a cup of malted milk."
Successfully changed the subject.
"Don't rush it." Bao Pandi hurriedly stopped him. "Malted milk is such a good thing. How can an old woman like me, half buried in the ground, drink it? Save it for the children."
"Mom, you're not saying that." Yu Qiang said, "Qian Lan bought this malted milk specifically for you to supplement your nutrition. It will help your recovery."
Bao Pandi glanced at his daughter-in-law and didn't believe that she had such good intentions. She was probably just pretending to be nice to Qiangzi.
"Mom, please sit down. I'm going to the kitchen to cook." After saying that, Qian Lan left with a smile.
Bao Pandi finally drank malted milk. "This malted milk tastes good. When I go back home for the New Year, I'll bring two cans back for Xiaofu. Your sister-in-law doesn't have milk, and Xiaofu has been drinking milk powder. He doesn't get enough nutrition and grows slowly."
Yu Qiang nodded and said, "Okay."
My family is rich now, so bringing back two cans of malted milk for the New Year is no big deal.
Yu Jianshe and Yu Lixin went to the kitchen to help, and Bao Pandi took Yu Qiang's hand and told him about the hard work at home and in the fields.
After hearing this, Yu Qiang, as a son, naturally felt sorry for his parents.
After Yu Hui cooked the mutton soup, she scooped out a large bowl and asked Gu Hongmei to take it to the next room.
Originally, she was planning to eat the mutton soup with the Yu family, but Yu Qiang's mother happened to come today, and they were not familiar with Yu Qiang's mother, and she was injured, so it was not convenient to invite her to come over for dinner, so they gave up.
Gu Hongmei walked into the Yu family's yard carrying a large bowl of mutton soup and shouted as soon as she entered the yard: "Sister Qian."
It’s time for the Yu family to eat, and Yu Jianshe and Yu Lixin are setting the table.
Qian Lan walked out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl of stewed meat. When she saw Gu Hongmei, she called out, "Hongmei."
Gu Hongmei walked forward with a smile, "Sister Qian, my sister-in-law asked me to bring you a bowl of mutton soup."
Qian Lan: "Xiao Yu is too polite. You brought such a big bowl. What are you eating?"
Gu Hongmei: "There's still plenty at home. You guys want to eat, right? I'll bring it to you directly."
Qian Lan nodded, and the two of them carried their bowls into the main room.
Bao Pandi saw that Gu Hongmei brought such a big bowl of mutton soup, the mutton was protruding from the surface of the soup. It was a solid bowl of mutton soup.
"Brother Yu." Gu Hongmei called out with a smile.
Yu Qiang, who had just carried his mother to the main seat, quickly reached out to take the bowl from Gu Hongmei's hand.
"Hongmei, thank you for bringing me such a big bowl of mutton soup."
"What's the trouble? It's just a few steps away."
"This is my mother." Yu Qiang introduced her to Gu Hongmei.
"Hello, auntie."
"Who is this girl?" Bao Pandi asked his son.
Yu Qiang introduced with a smile, "This is Gu Hongmei, Deputy Headmaster Gu's sister."
"Oh." Bao Pandi nodded, then looked at Gu Hongmei and asked, "How old are you?"
"Twenty-four."
"Are you married?"
She is already 24 years old and should be married, but looking at the way she dresses, she doesn't look like she is married.
Gu Hongmei said vaguely, "Yes."
Bao Pandi laughed and said, "You are such an interesting girl. It's already a knot, but what's the point of it being a knot?"
Yu Qiang winked at his mother, signaling her to stop talking, but she didn't get it.
Gu Hongmei smiled and said, "We got married and divorced.
"What's going on between you and your brother? You both got divorced. Is it because the feng shui of your ancestral grave is bad?" Bao Pandi blurted out without realizing that there was anything wrong with what he said.
Gu Hongmei's eyes twitched, and she looked at Qian Lan and said, "Sister Qian, I'm going back first."
Qian Lan looked at Gu Hongmei with an apologetic look on her face, "I'll see you off."
Qian Lan sent Gu Hongmei out. Bao Pandi looked at their backs and muttered quietly, "Why are you leaving before you even finish talking?"
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