Father Fang leaned against the wall, listening to Jiang Wenhua talking nonsense in his ear. His heart was up and down, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He even gradually became drunk.
Jiang Wenhua: "Now that you've carried on your family line, shouldn't you start thinking about how to live a good life? If you rely on your sons every day, can you really have eggs every meal?"
Father Fang thought of his three sons, each of whom was extremely lazy. Not to mention letting him eat eggs for every meal, it would be a great filial piety if he could just not eat any of them. If he placed all his hopes on him, he would only have to live a hard life.
However, he couldn't abandon his son for a girl. If his son couldn't be relied upon, his daughter would be even less so. Although San Ya was a promising child, no one in their village had made a fortune by relying on their daughters.
Hearing this, Jiang Wenhua smiled and asked, "Is there anyone in your village who relies on his son to live a good life? Besides your Sanya, are there any other workers in your village?"
Father Fang was bewildered. Yes, his daughter San Ya was the only worker in the village. No one else could compare to her. Besides, there were many elderly people who relied on their sons and had a miserable old age. On the contrary, some daughters were more conscientious and would help out.
"But I've never heard of any parents relying on their daughters."
Jiang Wenhua: "I'm not asking you to rely on me, but you shouldn't block your own path. Think about it, you're taking money from your daughter to spend on your son, and then you'll take money from your grandson, and there will be endless generations. If you offend people in the middle, who will enjoy the benefits?"
Father Fang: "My son and grandson?"
Jiang Wenhua: "Then do you enjoy a lot? You asked for the money, but you didn't spend much of it yourself and gave it to your son and grandson. You spent all the money on others. How can you live a good life?"
Mr. Fang: "If I don't give my money to my son, who should I give it to?"
Jiang Wenhua: "Did I just tell you that in vain? Your mission of carrying on the family line has been completed. Your sons should go out and make their own way. They are so old now and they can't hide behind you and use your money all their lives. What will happen to them when you are gone?
You can ask your daughter for money, but what if your sons don't have any daughters? Who will they ask for money? They can't sell your grandson, right? "
Father Fang's expression grew serious. "How can you sell your grandson? You can't be so desperate that you can't even have a daughter, right?"
Jiang Wenhua: "Can you guarantee that you will have a girl? Can you guarantee that the girl will be able to take care of your family? Can you guarantee that the girl will be as promising as your Sanya and be able to be a worker?"
Father Fang shook his head. These kinds of things depend on God. How could an ordinary person like him know?
"What exactly do you want to say? What nonsense! If you are pleading for San Ya, I won't accept your casual remark. You should at least show some sincerity, right?" Father Fang rubbed his two fingers together, his meaning was very clear, he wanted money and benefits.
Fang Yingdi was already useless. He had just said so many things but hadn't provoked any reaction from her. Old Lady Xia also didn't say a word. She didn't know what Jiang Wenhua meant. It was completely different from the plan they had discussed at her house before. Old Lady Xia didn't dare to interrupt, for fear of affecting Jiang Wenhua's subsequent performance.
Jiang Wenhua had no choice but to fight alone and continued: "What sincerity, uncle, you are wrong."
Father Fang was puzzled: "What's wrong with me?"
Jiang Wenhua: "I've been telling you for a long time. I'll just tell you straight out. If you want to live a good life when you're old, you can't rely on your useless son, right?"
Fang's father wanted to refute, but Jiang Wenhua didn't give him the chance. "Don't tell me how great your son is. If he's so talented, why doesn't he become a worker? Is it because he doesn't want to be one?"
Mr. Fang remained silent.
Jiang Wenhua: "As parents, you love your son, but you can't help but think about yourself, right? You've been good to your son for the first half of your life. People should always think about themselves. You still have a few years to live. When you get old in a few years, have you thought about what will happen to you?"
Father Fang: "They will definitely not ignore us."
Jiang Wenhua: "They won't ignore you, but if they can't even support themselves, how much energy can they devote to you? Will they treat you the same way you treat them? They can't make money and have children to raise. Will they still be willing to spend money on your medical treatment and meat?"
Father Fang thought it unlikely. He hadn't been that kind to his own parents, so his son certainly wouldn't be much better. Putting aside their conscience, looking at their expressions, he knew they probably couldn't even support a large family.
At this point, Mr. Fang's attitude softened and he began to ask seriously, "But our family has been like this for generations. What should I do?"
Jiang Wenhua: "Your daughter is promising, so while you can still work, treat her well and don't always try to suck her blood. If your sons abandon you in the future, your San Ya is so capable and has a conscience, she will definitely help you get justice. She is educated, and when the time comes, she will fight for you. Will she be defeated by your sons? Besides, if you get sick in the future and your sons watch you die, will she still be able to help you?"
Jiang Wenhua didn't dare to be too strict, fearing that the old man would listen and really blame Fang Yingdi. But if he didn't give him a serious illness, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to. Just like Lao Xia's sister, they were now at a disadvantage again.
If Comrade Xiao Fang could be more patient, it would be much easier for him to say this. He wouldn't have to make any big promises. A direct threat would be enough to scare them off.
Jiang Wenhua racked his brains to resolve today's situation, and at the same time, slightly changed the original plan of them estranged forever to a situation where everyone would be fine without any conflict. However, Fang's parents, considering their retirement benefits, did not force Fang Yingdi to pay, while Fang Yingdi needed to visit the family during the holidays and buy some gifts to maintain face and maintain relationships.
This... is fine, but it will be a bit troublesome, because Fang's parents may turn against her at any time, and Fang Yingdi doesn't know when she will be controlled by her parents again.
Jiang Wenhua's thoughts were in a mess. He felt that he had to think of a way to deal with this problem and prevent future troubles.
Mr. Fang was stunned by Jiang Wenhua's words, and even Mrs. Fang in the ward pricked up her ears and began to listen. It was true that they doted on their son and liked boys, but they also had selfish motives. No one would be happy to have a miserable old age.
After hearing what the young man said, they began to seriously consider Fang Yingdi's value to them.
It must be said that there are good sons but also bad ones. However, in a family with bad sons, the daughters are not necessarily bad, unless the daughter is really pushed into the fire pit.
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