Old Lady Xia was so disappointed with her: "You, you..."
Halfway through her words, a head popped out of the window and repeated what Old Lady Xia had said, "Comrade Xiaofang, what can I say about you? You're a worker, how can you be so stupid? This shouldn't be the case."
Old Mrs. Xia watched Jiang Wenhua push open the window of her house, his upper body leaning on the windowsill, his head resting on his right hand, his expression even angrier than Fang Yingdi herself.
"Comrade Jiang...Comrade Jiang?" Fang Yingdi was a little panicked. "What do you think?"
Jiang Wenhua glanced at Old Lady Xia and found that she was also waiting for him to speak. He immediately became very proud. He was more professional than an accountant in accounting.
He once helped the purchasing agent settle payments with other factories, but in the end, thanks to his eloquence, not only did they not pay a penny, but the supplier actually owed their textile factory 7,000 yuan. He and the purchasing agent were almost hunted down by people from the supplier's factory.
Jiang Wenhua: "How many people are there in your family?"
Fang Yingdi answered honestly, "My family consists of four sisters and three brothers. My parents are still alive, my grandfather has passed away, but my grandmother is still alive."
Jiang Wenhua: "How much money have you spent on your family since you were a child? How much have you done for your family?"
Fang Yingdi explained in detail: "It's just ordinary farm work, picking wild vegetables in the mountains, taking care of my younger brothers and sisters, and the housework is also done by my sisters and me. As for money, apart from tuition, there is nothing else. My eldest sister wears my mother's old clothes, my second sister wears my eldest sister's, and I wear my second sister's shoes..."
While Jiang Wenhua was talking, he started to take out a small notebook to write something down. After Fang Yingdi finished speaking, he asked her how much money she had given to her family in total, and Fang Yingdi answered one by one.
Qiao Yi and Fang Yingdi had witnessed before how stingy this man was with himself. However, in order to prevent himself from getting sick, he would even go to the factory's reading room to look for books on how to eat healthier, just to do the most with the least money.
Therefore, she and Fang Yingdi admired him. With such enthusiasm, it was no wonder that he could come up with a method of spending one dollar a month.
When Fang Yingdi stopped, she drank some water, and when she looked up at Jiang Wenhua, his eyebrows were big enough to kill several flies.
His face showed confusion, heartache, resentment and ambition. It was too complicated. Fang Yingdi couldn't understand it, Qiao Yi couldn't understand it, and even Old Lady Xia was very confused.
What is this kid thinking?
He sighed deeply, his face finally settling into an expression of determination, and he said passionately, "Your parents owe you a lot of money."
Fang Yingdi, Qiao Yi, Old Lady Xia, and Xia Yu'e were puzzled: "...Huh?"
Jiang Wenhua coughed, cleared his throat, and began to lecture, "First of all, your family has never given you any good food or things to eat since you were a child. The cost of raising you can be completely offset by the work you do at home."
Fang Yingdi: "How is this calculated? Isn't it every child's job to do housework?"
Jiang Wenhua shook his finger. "No, no, if you calculate the salary based on every job I've done since I was a child, your parents would have to leave their house to you."
Old Mrs. Xia was surprised: "Were you paid for your work when you were a child?"
Jiang Wenhua was even more surprised than him: "Your child doesn't work for you for free?"
Old Mrs. Xia: "Except for my daughter, my son doesn't work for me."
Jiang Wenhua: "Oh my god, then you should leave something for your daughter in the future. She is really at a disadvantage. What kind of family is this? You don't pay me for work. He even charges me for not being my stepfather's child."
Old Lady Xia: "We're a family, what's the point of money? Are you going to settle accounts with your mother? When you get married and have children, will you also settle accounts with your wife? You provided that little meeting, and you asked her to pay you?"
Jiang Wenhua yelled shyly, "What are you talking about, old comrade? What do you mean by a short while? I'm a serious person, and it's more than a short while."
Old Lady Xia: "Then who will give whom the money?"
Jiang Wenhua: "How can this be the same? This is a married life, she and I are equal."
Old Lady Xia: "What about having children? She will suffer if she gives birth to your child."
Jiang Wenhua: "Then I will take care of her during the confinement period. I will take good care of her. I will not let her suffer at all when taking care of the child. I will ensure that her body is in better shape than before the birth and that she has a normal life."
Old Lady Xia: "What about the pain she went through? Giving birth is painful."
Jiang Wenhua: "What are you talking about, an old comrade like you, and a young, unmarried comrade like me? It's so hard to take care of a child in the middle of the night. She was in pain for ten months, and I took care of her day and night for a year or two. Isn't that unfair? Besides, even if I need her to feed in the middle of the night, I can only take care of her for another year. I wash clothes, cook, and wash diapers for her and the child. She doesn't have to do anything."
Old Lady Xia: "I can't believe you're such a good accountant and a money-grubber, yet you're so nice to your wife."
Jiang Wenhua muttered, "What's good or bad? That's called fairness. Otherwise, there will be no peace in the family, and I will be at a greater loss. Also, what you said will never happen. I don't even want to get married. It's too expensive. I can't bear it."
Old Lady Xia opened her eyes wide. She found it very strange that there were men who didn't want to get married. "But isn't marriage about the man enjoying the woman's efforts? Most of the time it's like this. Paying a little betrothal gift will get you a woman who will use her own money to serve you. Isn't that good?"
Jiang Wenhua: "Wouldn't that make me a landlord? That's exploitation, and I won't do it. The money I want is what I deserve. I can't bear the responsibility of letting others waste their lives on me."
Old Mrs. Xia became interested in Jiang Wenhua all of a sudden, because few people would think this way. She thought Jiang Wenhua only cared about money and not people, but she didn't expect that he still had a conscience. He even said that he didn't want anyone to waste their life because of him. This was really rare.
Fang Yingdi and Qiao Yi also heard this for the first time and began to ask him questions.
Jiang Wenhua grew impatient. "We're not close enough to discuss this. I hope you have some sense of boundaries. Right now, we're talking about Comrade Xiao Fang's situation. Can you please clarify this? My time is precious. If you keep this up, I'll stop being so kind and charge you."
Fang Yingdi immediately took out her notebook, wanting to hear what Brother Jiang had to say.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Jiang Wenhua expressed his satisfaction. "I'll give you these account books I wrote later. You can think about them carefully. I won't say much. If you don't understand, come back here to find Comrade Lao Xia. Anyway, I'm at home every day, so you can just call me."
"Next, I want to say this. You said your parents would definitely come ask for money next time we get paid. In that case, call us all over. Comrade Lao Xia and I will show off our skills, and then you can give us some hard work money."
Fang Yingdi: "Hardship fee?"
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