"If you don't have a home, go beg on the street. Don't get involved with me. I'm not your father. I have no obligation to support you."
"Brother, you are so cruel. You fired me for two steamed buns and now you want to force me to beg. I have to have a good talk with my two nieces and their wives about the money issue."
As Zhao Youfu spoke, he looked at Zhao Youcai intently, which made him feel uneasy.
Zhang Zhaodi had already rushed over after hearing the news: "What's the money?"
Zhao Youcai stood in front of Zhang Zhaodi and said, "Your uncle wants to borrow money from me. I'll go back to the house with him and tell him. Go cook your meal first."
Then he pushed Zhao Youfu into the house and said, "Let's talk inside."
Zhang Zhaodi felt something was wrong again. Zhao Youfu asked his father-in-law to borrow money and was talking to her and Chen Zhenzhen. She wanted to go to the door to listen, but Old Lady Wang slammed the bed to alert her two sons inside.
Zhang Zhaodi cursed at Old Lady Wang in a low voice:
"You old fool, you are so superfluous. I am the one who takes care of you, but your heart is always with you. Do you think your father-in-law and uncle take care of you? They only pay lip service to you."
Old Mrs. Wang pretended not to hear and continued knocking on the bed. She couldn't let Zhang Zhaodi ruin the affairs of her two sons. No matter how bad the sons were, they were still her children.
Zhao Youcai in the room was so frightened by Zhao Youfu's words that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He was already thinking about how to kill Zhao Youfu to silence him when he heard the noise outside.
He said with a dark face: "Zhang Zhaodi, concentrate on cooking. If you eavesdrop on me again, I will give less money to your family in the future."
Zhang Zhaodi immediately responded obediently: "Dad, I'm not eavesdropping. I'll cook right away."
Zhao Youfu in the room sneered: "Brother, you are really good at making something out of nothing. You have fooled my cunning nephew."
"What do you want?" Zhao Youcai gritted his teeth. Zhao Youfu knew all his secrets, and if he told anyone about them, it would ruin his current life.
"I don't want anything to happen. From now on, you have to take care of my food and accommodation, and give me ten yuan pocket money every month. Otherwise, I will tell my nephews about your good deeds and report you to your factory."
"I don't have any money."
"I don't care whether you have money or not. If you can't meet my requirements, you won't be able to live like this."
Zhao Youcai covered his pounding heart. Old Lady Wang really gave birth to a great ancestor for him. He should have insisted on the same opinion as Shulan and let this boy die in the womb.
Fortunately, he considered that if Grandma Wang had a miscarriage at such an old age, she might not know whether she was alive or dead, so he accommodated Grandma Wang in every way out of filial piety. As a result, in the end, Grandma Wang stabbed him in the back for her youngest son.
It's really ridiculous. Ever since Old Lady Wang had Zhao Youfu, she is no longer the mother who is devoted to him. He should have known this earlier and should not have told his privacy to Old Lady Wang.
He sat quietly in the room for a moment, thinking about how to deal with the objections from the second and fourth sons' families.
Soon Zhao Xingye, Zhao Xingjia, Chen Zhenzhen, and Zhao Yang all came back. The house of about 30 square meters became crowded in an instant. There were only seven steamed buns on the dining table, and the others took one in each hand.
Now there are only two steamed buns and three people left, Old Lady Wang, Zhao Youfu, and Zhao Youcai.
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