He felt that once the parents had completed their task, there was no need to keep their daughter by their side all the time.
"When our daughter gets married, we prepare a dowry for her. If she's not doing well, we beat that man to death. If she's doing well, they'll be happy, and they can use their time to enjoy their retirement. Isn't that better?"
"No, of course it's no good!" Wang Cuihua laughed in despair, giving her father a hard shove. "You'll always be this useless!"
Looking at this man, Wang Cuihua felt that he was not good enough for her! He would never amount to anything, never thought about climbing higher. "You are always content with the status quo, never know how to work hard, and never think about climbing up."
Look at the kind of life I'm living, and look at the kind of lives my friends are living.
I'm not doing well myself, so all I want is for my daughter to have a good life and marry a capable man, so she doesn't have to suffer like I have!
Father Leng's face also turned cold, and he looked very unhappy.
"Are you saying I made you suffer? Did I leave you without money or clothes?"
Have I always been good to you?
Whenever I get home, I help out, and you're the first person I think of when I need something.
I work hard to earn money for you, isn't that enough?
You only know how to compare yourself to those who are better than you, so why don't you compare yourself to those who are worse than you?
Over the years, her father had always indulged and coaxed her, thinking that it wasn't easy for her to marry him, so he made some concessions. She made all the decisions at home, and he just worked hard to earn money.
He also told his daughter, "Your mother has had a hard life. We should listen to her more. Your mother is soft-hearted, so just coax her."
But I never expected that my daughter would be driven to this state.
To be honest, it's said that daughters should avoid their fathers as they grow up. When his daughter was little, he would hold her in his arms, but as she got older, even though he loved her very much, he still had to avoid any appearance of impropriety.
There are many things that his daughter won't tell him.
Furthermore, he may have felt deep down that once his daughter got married, she was no longer part of his family, and she would be in charge of her own household. It wouldn't be good for them to interfere too much.
"How much is that? I have to think carefully before buying clothes or anything else!"
I don't want my daughter to be like this, and I don't want her to be unemployed. I need to make proper arrangements for her; only by following my plans can she possibly be happy!
She was not doing well, so she wanted her daughter to do well.
She will definitely get what she wants.
"Can't you tell whether your daughter is happy or not? You've driven her to such a state."
I just don't understand why you have to compare yourself to others. If you really look down on me that much, why don't you rebel against your mother?
There are some things I really don't want to say so explicitly.
He knew that she chose to be with him because she wanted a city residency permit.
He thought that everyone had their difficulties, and that they should just live a good life together from now on.
"Tell me! Explain yourself clearly!"
"Enough!"
Mo Yan appeared, walked over and looked at the two of them, "You two are almost a hundred years old combined, can't you see what the situation is? Your daughter is still lying inside!"
Instead of thinking about how to take care of her, you're arguing here. What's the point? Have you gotten anything out of this argument?
Both fell silent; the father, Leng, was concerned about saving face. As for Wang Cuihua, she had been crying so hard and needed to rest.
“I told you, you don’t like my son, no problem, you can look after him for a few years.”
That's because you don't understand him now. In a few years, you'll be able to see things more clearly and know whether he's truly good to your daughter.
They're still young, and there's no need for them to get married now, but with your daughter in this state, you can't let her die, can you?"
Wang Cuihua stopped talking and just cried, her crying getting worse and worse.
Then Mo Yan looked at Leng's father and said, "You should say less. Don't think it's easy just because you're at home. She has to manage everything, both at home and outside. It's not easy for her either."
Leng's father also understood this principle. "Ziqian's mother, I've always known that she has had a hard time, but she can't continue like this forever."
My daughter is...
Father Leng's eyes reddened. That was their daughter; how could she bear to do this?
"It doesn't matter whether the child is successful or not, it doesn't matter whether he can make money or not, but she insists on taking it very seriously and comparing him to others."
Like him, he wouldn't flatter or go out drinking and socializing; he just wanted to stay on the front lines. But she wouldn't have that; she insisted that he work hard to climb the ranks...
“We are really tired and stressed. If she wants to work hard, she can do it herself. Why force the child?”
I don't know if your child is alright, but I do know my daughter doesn't want to come home right now!
"If my daughter is willing to believe your son, then I will believe her too. But if your son treats my daughter badly, even though I may not be very capable, I still have my life, and I'll fight to the death!"
He was willing to risk his life and fight him to the death!
“It’s not that serious. Everyone calm down. You go back and check on the child first. I’ll talk to her for a bit.”
Mo Yan took Wang Cuihua to a room on the first floor and had her wash her face.
He didn't say anything, just let her calm down on her own.
Now it was Wang Cuihua who felt uncomfortable. "Aren't you going to say a few words of advice to me?"
"Why should I try to persuade you if you won't listen? It's a waste of my time."
Mo Yan really didn't want to try to persuade her anymore; this kind of person just wouldn't listen.
"Then...then let me ask you, how are you going to treat my daughter from now on?"
Wang Cuihua was also in pain. How could she not feel sorry for her daughter? How could she really want her daughter to die?
She just doesn't want to admit it, doesn't want to admit that her daughter has ended up like this because of her.
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