"Brother?" Fang Rong really suspected that there was something wrong with her ears or her brain.
Old Chen raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Fang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Nothing. I'll make some more, but we don't have many sweet potatoes left at home."
Old Chen frowned. How could this woman not know how to manage the household at all? His second brother was a worker after all. Although he was a grassroots worker, he was still a salaried person. How could he not even afford to eat sweet potatoes before the end of the month?
There aren't many people in his family. Look at how extravagant she is. Just like that widow Huang, she probably spends all her money on herself.
However, this is his second brother's wife. What can he, as the eldest brother, say? At worst, if she really starves to death, she can just sell a few of her own clothes.
Ever since Old Chen was cheated by Widow Huang last time, he has become obsessed with selling clothes.
Fang Rong's face darkened as she cut some more sweet potatoes and cooked a pot. She felt sorry for her husband and son, so she served a few pieces to Old Chen and put the rest into the bowls of her husband and son.
Old Chen finished his own bowl with a gurgle, reached out to take the food from his second brother's bowl, poured it into his own bowl, drank it, and then took the bowls of his two nephews who were eating slowly and ate them all in one go.
Fang Rong: I hate it so much but I can’t say it. I guess I’m fleeing from famine.
Chen Weijun was stunned when his food was snatched away. His brother seldom ate at their house after he got married. He didn't expect that he would eat so...domineeringly?
Old Chen wiped his mouth, but he still didn't feel full.
But his eldest brother's family seemed to be in real trouble this month, and he was too embarrassed to say anything more.
His eyes were fixed on Fang Rong's bowl, which scared her so much that she started eating faster and faster, almost scalding herself to death.
Old Chen curled his lips. No matter how mischievous he was, he would never snatch the food from his brother and sister-in-law's bowl. Really, what kind of person did they think he was? He was not worthy of being treated like this at all.
"Brother." Old Chen pushed the bowl aside like a great man. "Is it okay for you to stay with me for a few days?"
Of course Chen Weijun was unwilling, but he would have to rely on his elder brother for many things in the future, so he couldn't say such a thing no matter what.
"Brother, since we got married, we haven't had much time to see each other on weekdays except during the Chinese New Year. Now it's good, I'd be happy if you could stay a few more days." Chen Weijun said these polite words dryly.
Old Chen always acted like the eldest brother in front of his younger brother. He always thought his second brother was a dumb fool, so these few words made him think that he was just kicking him out. But since he was the eldest brother, he didn't mind.
Old Chen felt sleepy again after eating. He was very uncomfortable sleeping on the chair last night. "I'll sleep a little longer."
Fang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, if we keep going back and forth in the living room, you might not be able to sleep. Why don't we..."
She wanted to say, why don’t you go home and leave some money to support them.
Old Chen nodded and said, "My sister-in-law is really thoughtful. Then I'll sleep in my two nephews' rooms. It's not good to sleep in your room, right?"
He walked into the room with a smile and locked it.
The people in the living room looked at each other in bewilderment. Ah... this...
"Mom, what should we do? It's finally our day off, and I still want to sleep."
"I have some stuff in my room that I need to take out today."
"Why is uncle like this?"
"Mom, I'm not full. I'm hungry."
"Me too."
Fang Rong glared at Chen Weijun fiercely, "Look at your eldest brother, does he look like an elder?"
Chen Weijun looked at the empty bowl, but he was not full either.
Fang Rong threw things around to vent her anger. Feeling sorry for her son, she took out a pack of biscuits from a bedroom and waved at them, "Be quiet! Don't let your uncle find out."
The two sons and Chen Weijun nodded, they understood.
Fang Rong and a few others squatted in the kitchen, unwrapped the biscuits and started sharing them.
Unexpectedly, a pair of hands appeared in front of her.
When they looked up, they found that the old man Chen they were avoiding was standing beside them with his hand stretched out, and it was obvious that he wanted to eat too.
Everyone was extremely embarrassed, especially Fang Rong, who was distributing the cookies. Her neck even turned red.
"Brother...haha, the kids just dug this out, and thought we'd eat it first, so I'll leave some for you so you can wake up and eat it."
Old Chen didn't know whether he believed it or didn't care. He took the biscuit and started eating it. "I remember I brought this biscuit when I came to your house last year, right?"
"The biscuits our machinery factory distributes are really good."
Chen Weijun laughed dryly, "Yes, we can only enjoy such good food during the Chinese New Year thanks to you, Big Brother."
Old Chen thought about his empty pockets and felt sad.
If he had been without money or tickets, he would have gone out to eat well, and would not have been looked down upon for eating sweet potato soup or the biscuits he gave them.
After living for so many years, I can still see these expressions clearly.
But in the past, he would give them good things as soon as he came, and they would be caring and considerate to him.
It is true that friendship exists when courtesy is present, and friendship disappears when courtesy is absent.
But why don't they think about the fact that Chen Weijun, that good-for-nothing, got that job with their own money and effort, otherwise their family would have lived a miserable life.
No wonder his wife is always stingy and refuses to give anything every time she comes to visit relatives. He used to blame her for being stingy.
Thinking of Old Mrs. Xia, he became depressed again. After snatching half a pack of biscuits, he occupied his nephew's room and locked the door.
Why shouldn’t he eat his food?
Fang Rong was furious. She wanted to curse but didn't dare let him hear her. She could only curse quietly, "Look at your eldest brother. What kind of person is he? He's staying here for a few days. He's not going to eat at our house every day, is he? Who would stay at someone else's house?"
Chen Weijun consoled him, "You're a person with long hair and short knowledge. When has my eldest brother ever let us suffer any loss? Just be patient for a few days. When the time comes, we'll make a big request. Will he still have the nerve to refuse?"
He raised his chin towards his two sons, and Fang Rong immediately quieted down.
Yes, and there is also my son’s job.
He lives and eats for free in their house, so when he leaves, they can ask their eldest brother to find jobs for his two nephews.
His elder brother is a small leader in the machinery factory and also a master craftsman. If there is any news about the factory recruiting, they will know in advance. At worst, getting a temporary job would be good.
The most important thing is that his elder brother would be embarrassed to ask them for money for this job, so it is equivalent to getting a job for free, which is a good deal.
"Then I'll buy some meat tonight?" Fang Rong's eyes lit up.
Chen Weijun shook his head. "Are you stupid? We just pretended to be poor. We'll just eat a little worse these few days, just to let him know how hard our family lives. Why waste this money?"
Fang Rong immediately agreed with him. Yes, why spend this money?
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