"Ridiculous, I will never agree to this."
Jiang Cheng sat in the upper seat, slapping the table vigorously with his hands, his cheeks flushed red, and he stared with his eyes as big as copper bells at his grandson who always satisfied him.
"Old man."
"dad."
Old Mrs. Miao hurried forward to help old man Jiang, who was breathing heavily, with his back. She looked at her beloved grandson and felt torn.
"I was wondering why you learned the skill of making pots from your grandmother the last time you came. It turns out that you learned it from those self-employed people and opened a restaurant. The hope of this generation of our Jiang family rests on you, why are you so ignorant of learning?"
Jiang Cheng was heartbroken. His grandson was such a promising child, who had the potential to become a leading cadre in the future. But now he had quietly opened a restaurant and became a lowly self-employed business owner. How could he accept this?
Jiang Yilu never thought that he had solved the biggest problem, but encountered resistance from his family.
He was negligent. This era is not like the later generations. Money is important, but sometimes it is also disdainful. Now, self-employed people are looked down upon by the public. No matter how much money they make, at least in the public's mind, self-employed people are the most despised existence. If a worker with a legitimate job or a government official resigns to start a business, he will probably be scolded to death by his relatives and friends. No matter how much money he makes, he can't hold his head up in front of his relatives and friends who are workers or teachers.
This was a common consciousness, and it was not until the wave of layoffs in later generations that more and more people were unable to enter that industry, and this trend gradually faded. More and more people began to look at those who made a lot of money after entering the industry with envy, seeing that their homes had large color TVs and motorcycles, and more and more people were jealous, going from one extreme to another, entering the era of money.
"Close that restaurant when you go back. Our Jiang family is clean and honest, and we cannot produce a bourgeois grandson." Jiang Cheng said without question, looking at his grandson who lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly, "If you don't close that restaurant, don't come back, and I will treat you as an irrelevant grandson."
Jiang Cheng thought to himself that his grandson had always been obedient, and that he made a mistake this time because he was young and not under adult supervision. If he spoke more seriously, his grandson would definitely go back to school. In fact, in his heart, he was reluctant to drive away this outstanding grandson.
"Old man, if you chase Xiaobao away, I will never forgive you."
Jiang Yiliu was still thinking about how to persuade his stubborn grandfather, when Old Lady Miao jumped up and yelled at Old Man Jiang: "Others would beg for such a smart grandson, but you, a stubborn old man, are out of your mind and want to kick my good boy out. I'm telling you, I have a share in this family, and I'll see who dares to kick Xiaobao out."
The old lady's temper has become worse over the years. She is not afraid of Jiang Cheng at all. She protects Jiang Yiliu, the chick, like an old hen protecting her children. She stares at Jiang Cheng, not showing any weakness.
"You damn old woman, your grandson is a bad boy because of you." Jiang Cheng was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at his old wife and scolded her angrily.
"I dote on him, that's right. Without me, you wouldn't have such a well-behaved grandson." Old Mrs. Miao slapped her thigh and started crying, "You are such a heartless old man. You only have one son, and you still want to drive him away. You want to exterminate your son's family."
The old lady was crying and singing at the same time, and her expression was just right, but she didn't shed a single tear. Everyone could tell that she was just acting.
When it comes to bickering, ten old men Jiang are no match for old lady Miao, who is the most powerful and undefeated among the elderly women in Qingshan Village. Many times he wanted to say something, but was blocked by old lady Miao's unreasonable arguments.
"You, you are being unreasonable. I won't argue with you. Dahai, Dongmei, you two can tell me whether you still care about this son."
Old man Jiang was defeated and pointed at his son and daughter-in-law who had been watching the situation develop on the sidelines without saying a word, and turned the spearhead around.
"I, I don't know either. I just listen to whatever you say to mom."
Jiang Dahai was stuck between his parents, not daring to disobey either of them, and hesitantly said nothing.
"Xiaobao is your son and you are his father. There is nothing you dare not interfere with." The old man slammed the table and said unhappily, pointing at his son.
This year, the two children of the second son took the college entrance examination again. Fortunately, they passed the political review smoothly this time. One of the two children went to Province Z, and the other was admitted to a university in the provincial capital. Old man Jiang finally let go of his worries about the second son's family. But he never thought that the second son's family, which worried him the most, was fine. His little grandson, who had never caused any trouble before, caused such a trouble for him.
Although Jiang Cheng is a cripple, he is the most respected elder in Qingshan Village all his life. As a glorious anti-Japanese veteran, he can tolerate his grandson's mediocrity, but he cannot tolerate his grandson becoming a petty bourgeois. Their Jiang family has been farmers for generations and are thorough proletarians. How can they have anything to do with the petty bourgeoisie?
Jiang Dahai looked at his furious father, then at his mother who was glaring at him, and then at his own precious son. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he lowered his head to Old Man Jiang, raised his eyelids to look at Old Man Jiang's sullen face, and said in a muffled voice: "As a father, I have nothing to say, as long as Xiaobao is happy."
Gu Dongmei's idea was similar to Jiang Dahai's, but her idea was more practical. After all, being a cadre or a teacher was to earn money to support oneself. Can reputation be used as food? What's wrong with being a self-employed person? As long as it can make money and bring benefits to the family, it's fine. But I don't know how Xiaobao's store is doing. If it doesn't make money, it should be closed as soon as possible.
"You bastard."
When Old Man Jiang heard that his son was actually trying to poach his employees, he picked up an enamel cup and threw it at his son. Of course, he didn't really hit Jiang Dahai on the head. The cup flew over Jiang Dahai and hit the stone wall with a "bang", which scared people.
"You are so arrogant. You think you are a rich landlord. You are taking things from your house. Do you think they were blown away by the northwest wind?" The old lady picked up the enamel-painted quilt with a look of heartache and yelled at old man Jiang.
"Xiaobao didn't steal or rob. He earned his money based on his own ability. You old man, you're lucky enough not to be secretly happy about it. You're still nitpicking and complaining. You're not like a man."
Old Mrs. Miao just cursed and took the opportunity to vent out some of the little grievances that had been in her heart for so many years.
"You..." Old man Jiang was so angry that he rolled his eyes. What a old woman, she was so talkative that she didn't even know whether she was a man or not. Dahai, Dachuan and Dazhen, could it be that they jumped out from cracks in the rocks?
"Grandpa, actually, opening this store has no impact on my studies. After I graduate, the school will still arrange a job for me." Jiang Yilu was afraid that he would really piss off his grandfather, so he quickly explained.
"Our professor said that my grades are pretty good, and if I'm willing to keep going and get into graduate school, he can try to help me graduate and stay on."
At first, Jiang Yilu had never thought about this problem, but now it seems that if he really goes into business after graduating from college, he will not be able to pass the test of his grandfather.
Nowadays, the work of university teachers is relatively easy, with only a few classes a week, and by the time he finishes his graduate studies, it will be a long time. Maybe his grandfather's thoughts will change by then. Let's just take it one step at a time, Jiang Yilu thought to himself.
If you stay, you will become a university teacher.
Jiang Cheng's anger subsided a little because of his grandson's words. His old friends Ruan Yuanjiang and Bai Fangqiu were also university professors. Now it was different from the past. The position of teacher began to be respected again, especially university teachers. That was equivalent to the old masters who taught the royal relatives and nobles in ancient times. How could they be ordinary people?
He originally thought that his grandson had lost his mind, leaving his college life to become a self-employed person. Now it seems that he did not ask clearly, and it turns out that Xiaobao also had his own considerations. Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng felt that his scolding just now was a bit unreasonable.
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng couldn't bring himself to say it, so he responded and sat on the chair to show that he heard what he said.
"You're just pretending." The old lady rolled her eyes at him, proudly holding her grandson's hand, and looking at her old man out of the corner of her eyes, "Our Xiaobao is very capable, there's no need for some people to worry about him. Xiaobao, come on, talk to grandma about your business."
The old lady pulled Jiang Yilu into the house. Jiang Cheng's mood, which had finally calmed down, became even more furious again because of the old woman.
This old woman must have taken the wrong medicine today. She's been firing like a gun non-stop.
"Where are you going? Let's talk right here." Old Man Jiang slapped the table and said unhappily to Old Lady Miao.
"Then you agree to let Xiaobao do business." Old Mrs. Miao raised her foot, as if she was planning to take her grandson into the house if Old Man Jiang disagreed.
"I agree. Why shouldn't I agree if he can just find a decent job?" Old Man Jiang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. "But he is still young after all. Some things still need to be checked by us elders. I will listen to him reluctantly."
Although Old Man Jiang was relieved, he still didn't want his grandson to have anything to do with self-employed individuals. He wanted to undermine his grandson's self-confidence as soon as possible so that he would give up the idea.
"Well, since you want to listen, Xiaobao, let's let this old man listen."
Old Mrs. Miao looked at Old Man Jiang with a proud look on her face, like a victorious hen, with her head held high, as if she wanted to go out of the house and crow a few times, which made Old Man Jiang almost vomit blood.
This old woman is getting more and more powerful. Forget it, forget it. He is a good man and doesn't want to fight with a woman. So he will give her a chance.
"Dad, Mom, you must be thirsty after talking so much. I'll go get you a glass of water."
Gu Dongmei was afraid that the two old people would continue arguing, so she quickly changed the subject and stopped the bickering between them.
"Hmph." Old man Jiang snorted, "My eldest wife, bring me a cup of stronger tea." He was thirsty.
"I'll go get some water for your dad." Old Lady Miao said to Gu Dongmei while holding the enamel cup she had just picked up. Looking at the enamel cup that was full of holes and cracks, revealing its dark black body, she muttered a few words, "He should have a taste of the broken cup that he broke himself."
The murmur was so light that Old Man Jiang didn't hear what she said. He thought the old lady had given in, so he straightened his chest and acted like the head of the family again.
The farce was finally settled, and Jiang Yilu began to explain his purpose.
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