Zhao Youcai didn't expect that after settling the children's bills, Ma Xiu Lan still asked him for money.
He stiffened his neck and said, "We haven't divorced for so many years. We're still a family. Why would we bother with so much?"
"Whose divorce counts like this?"
Ma Xiulan sarcastically said, "In other families, the husband earns money to support the family, and the wife takes care of the elderly and children. Even if it's a live-in son-in-law, and the wife earns money to support the family, it doesn't make sense to support the brother-in-law and mother-in-law as well."
"Besides, are you a live-in son-in-law?
If you become a live-in son-in-law, your share of the money can be waived, and only your mother and your brother's will be counted. However, the children must follow me and change their surname to Ma."
Zhao Youcai immediately shook his head: "I'm not a live-in son-in-law."
It's so embarrassing to be a live-in son-in-law, and he still wants the second and fourth sons.
But he really didn't want to pay this money, which must be several hundred yuan:
"You want money for my mom's meals? Is there a daughter-in-law as unfilial as you in this world?
And Youfu, you raised that child since he was young, and he's very dear to you. Even if you want to divorce me now, can you still argue with Youfu about the meal money?"
Ma Xiulan was speechless: "You also said that she is your mother, so you should raise her. Why should I? You are not filial to me, and you want me to be filial to you. Where do you get the nerve to do that?
Zhao Youfu is close to me, so why would he let my daughter marry a divorced man for a little money? He even stole things with Old Lady Wang and wrongly accused my daughter? I dare not get close to such a wicked brother."
Zhao Youcai didn't even think about it: "Youfucai is not that kind of person."
The neighbors who were watching began to talk about Zhao Youfu's evil deeds.
Ma Xiulan said firmly, "Even if you keep saying it all, you haven't given a penny home in all these years, but you, your mother, and your brother all grew up eating my food. You must make up for it."
Zhao Youcai tried to argue that he had paid Ma Xiu Lan's salary before and that Ma Xiu Lan was lying.
But even if the children helped him to cover up the lie, it still didn't make sense.
Because he had previously admitted that he had used his previous salary to pay off his father's gambling debts, and lost the rest of his salary when he was saving it for Ma Xiu Lan.
Now I deeply regret why I said that.
But if I hadn't said that at the time, how could I have kept my job and my 3,000 yuan savings?
Now Ma Xiu Lan is chasing him for money because he didn't give any household expenses before. What should he do?
Niu Chunhua saw Zhao Youcai's eyes rolling around and spat at him:
"Men are the ones who support their families. Xiulan has done her best and now has a job. She can help support the family. There's no reason for you to bring me and my younger brother along to feed off Xiulan."
"If you were a gigolo, you could have treated Xiulan well and we could have gotten by, but you're thinking about your ex-wife. Your mother is even pretending to be paralyzed, eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating in bed, not even bothering with the dirt. She's incredibly lazy."
Led by Niu Chunhua, the neighbors all supported Ma Xiulan's approach and demanded that the money Xiulan used to support the three of them be returned.
Seeing that Zhao Youcai still refused, Ma Xiulan looked at Director He:
"Our factory doesn't want someone like you who brings his whole family to live off his wife and refuses to change. If this gets out, who would be willing to marry a worker from our machinery factory?
Don’t you think so, Director He?
Director He, who had been chatting with the people around him about the Zhao family's recent excitement, straightened his expression when he was suddenly called out.
The machinery factory is a large factory with tens of thousands of employees, and most of them are male. When he speaks out, he certainly cannot support people like Zhao Youcai.
Otherwise, the blind dates of the male employees of the machinery factory would be influenced by Zhao Youcai. If the match was not good, their families would tear down their own homes.
"We workers must prioritize moral conduct. As husbands and sons, we must shoulder our responsibilities and not pass them on to others."
Seeing that Director He had spoken, Zhao Youcai knew there was no way to escape, otherwise how could he stay in the factory.
Ma Xiu Lan is really good at putting accusations on herself. How could she alone affect the blind date situation of male employees in the machinery factory?
"So, how much is it?"
"But how much can we eat from you? My father was a salaried man before he died, and my sisters also brought back food from time to time."
Ma Xiulan asked back: "Your father has a salary, but he doesn't give much money for the family, and these children can also testify to this.
Is the little food your sister brings enough for you to eat for a year? Besides, your sister hasn’t come here except during the Chinese New Year in recent years.”
Everyone has to stay at home to take care of their grandchildren. Who has time to come here often to see Old Lady Wang's mood?
Ma Xiulan picked up the notebook and began to count:
"If you calculate it at 5 yuan a month, that's 1,440 yuan in 24 years.
I raised your younger brother from childhood until he got married at the age of 20. You will definitely say that he ate less when he was young. So even if we start counting from the age of 5, it would be 900 yuan.
Even if your mother had your sister and your father-in-law to take care of her, she would have been living off my money for 15 years and 900 yuan.
Your brother has taken my things from home in the past five years since he got married. I have the bills here. I will read them out to you one by one.
Basically, after Zhao Youfu separated from the family and moved out, whatever the family needed was taken directly from my house.
A large thermos, a basin, a small stool, and various small things to eat, all of these cost 250 yuan.
The total is 3,490 yuan.
I know you lost your money and have no money, so please write me an IOU and I will deduct it from your salary."
Zhao Youcai was crazy. Isn't it just a daily meal? How could he have so much money?
"Five yuan per person per month, are you crazy? And during the most difficult three years, I only had one meal a day and worked on an empty stomach. How can you still calculate it as five yuan a month?"
Ma Xiulan counted on her fingers:
"A pound of food costs 1.5 cents. A grown man can eat 20 pounds of food a month. You spend three yuan on food alone, and two yuan on vegetables for a month. Is that expensive?
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