"Mother, my second brother didn't contribute much, and he's not at home right now. Even if he were at home, he still has things to do at the government office, and he gets paid every month."
Cheng Yue had no feelings for Cheng Wu, so he was not included in this matter at all.
"Yes, they can't be considered the second oldest, and neither can the two brats!"
Cheng Shun continued.
"grandfather!"
Cheng Jinxing was the first to quit, but he couldn't give a reason.
Cheng Jinyan, on the other hand, immediately refuted Cheng Shun: "Grandpa, Jinxing and I cut the paper. We cut the oil paper after we got home from school."
"Then you eat at home and your family sends you to school, so shouldn't you contribute to the labor? Boys your age in the village are all getting married, having children, and working in the fields!"
Cheng Shundao.
"Dad, you can't say that. Jin Yan and Jin Xing need to study, and they really do work!"
Cheng Yue spoke up for his two nephews.
"Yes, Grandpa, we really did work. It would have been fine if Auntie hadn't mentioned the wages, but she said that if you didn't give us, then Jinxing and I wouldn't have the motivation to work, and we wouldn't be as careful in cutting the paper as before. What if we cut it too big or too small, wouldn't that be a waste?"
Cheng Jinyan actively fought for his own power.
"That's right, Grandpa. Everyone deserves wages. If we work without getting paid, I won't have the energy to work. If we make a mistake later, don't blame us!"
At such moments, Cheng Jinxing always stands on the same side with his brother.
"Hey! You two brats, is that paper cutting so amazing? Can't it be done without you? I'll cut paper every night now, okay? Fatty, from now on, your mother and I will cut the paper. You have to give us all the money you gave to the brats!"
Cheng Shun is not so easily convinced.
The two brothers looked at each other.
Cheng Jinxing was a little panicked, but Cheng Jinyan was very calm.
He gave Cheng Jinxing a reassuring look and stood up.
Seeing that his nephew had something to say, Cheng Yue did not respond to Cheng Shun's words. He wanted to hear what his nephew had to say.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, Aunt, Jinxing and I are both over fifteen years old. At this age, we are considered adults in our Xinghua Village. Jinyan is very ashamed that we can't help share any work at home like other children in the village. This time, when our family starts a business, I am very grateful to Aunt for sharing the paper cutting work with my brother and me, so that we can feel less ashamed. Jinyan bows to Aunt!"
Cheng Jinyan spoke in a very serious manner and bowed to Cheng Yue.
Cheng Yue raised her eyebrows but said nothing.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, Aunt, the teacher said..."
Cheng Jinxing began to write in classical Chinese.
Among those present, only Gu Xuelan, the daughter of a scholar, could understand the whole meaning, and even Cheng Yue seemed to understand it vaguely.
Are you kidding? She didn't major in literature. She lived in the world of vernacular Chinese and had no idea what Cheng Jinyan said.
Cheng Jinxing, who was studying in the same school, was also confused and had no idea what his brother was talking about.
"Jinyan is awesome! Sit down, mother promised you!"
After listening to this, Gu Xuelan clapped her hands and laughed.
She was so happy that her son could say such words.
"What do you mean by promise? I didn't even agree. What are you going to do, old man?"
Cheng Shun was so angry.
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