"Tell me, where did the money come from?" Ye's father asked solemnly over the phone, clearly implying that he should not lie and should tell the truth.
"Where else could it come from? We earned it, Dad. You don't think we did something to get so much money, do you?" Ye Wanying suddenly found her father quite amusing.
What father suspects his daughter and son-in-law of doing something wrong?
Sure enough, after hearing this, Ye's father's tone softened considerably: "You really didn't do anything wrong?"
"Of course! We're law-abiding citizens, how could we do anything wrong?"
"Then tell me, where did you get so much money?"
It wasn't that Mr. Ye was being overly inquisitive; he was just an honest man who was worried.
In previous years, how many people lost their lives because of this? It even implicated their entire families, so everyone was afraid.
"You made it, Dad? Don't you have any faith in your daughter and son-in-law's abilities?"
"Don't try to fool your father. Your son-in-law is paid a salary. Two hundred ceilings already. Even if you sell some embroidery or write some things, how could you earn so much money in such a short time?"
Ye Wanying was stunned for a moment before she reacted.
In the beginning, I told the two elderly people that I was making money by selling embroidery.
"Of course not. Although your son-in-law is paid a salary, he also goes into business with his former comrades-in-arms. So Dad, you can rest assured."
Mr. Ye finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders and was much more relieved: "Are you serious?"
“It’s more real than pearls, so Dad, when are you and Mom moving in? This house will be ready in two months at most.”
When this came up, Ye's father still disagreed: "Why move? Your mother and I are still healthy. In a few years, we won't be able to do any work anymore. Let's talk about this then."
“Dad, your daughter and son-in-law want to be filial to you. But if you can’t work anymore, how can you be filial? You won’t be able to eat good food or go out to play. Is that considered being filial?”
Mr. Ye was speechless at his daughter's words and couldn't find a rebuttal for a moment.
Indeed, this is the case. In many families, the elderly are unable to work and end up living with their sons and daughters. They can't move or eat and are just waiting to die.
Strike while the iron is hot.
“Dad, why don’t you and Mom move in? By then, Xiaoyang will have finished his college entrance exams, and we can live together. Wouldn’t that be great? If you’re really bored, we have several shops. We can clear one out and you and Mom can sell whatever we want.”
“We don’t have that skill, no way, it’s better to rent it out and collect rent every month.”
Unbeknownst to Ye's father, his attitude had clearly softened considerably.
"Who said that? My mom makes delicious scallion pancakes, and her pickled radishes and kimchi are also great. How about you guys open a breakfast shop sometime?"
It really works.
Although it was said casually, upon reflection, it's quite fitting.
The elderly couple definitely can't stay idle, so they might as well find something to do. If they open a breakfast stall, it's their own shop anyway, and they don't have to pay rent. They're bound to sell a few bowls, right?
That area is right on the main street.
There's no worry about not having customers.
Moreover, Ye's mother's cooking skills are truly excellent. I personally enjoy it, and even my little dumpling, that foodie, loves it to bits, which is enough to show Ye's mother's genuine culinary skills.
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