Chapter 245 How...did you know?
Zheng Xiulan, "..."
"What family? Who's ever heard of telling their son to get out just because they've had a fight!"
Zhang Lao Er's eyes were full of mockery. "That's right. You have three sons. Even if my eldest brother and I are gone, you still have your precious little darling to take care of you in your old age. Anyway, you don't think much of my eldest brother and me. If we leave, we can make room for your precious little darling to get married and have kids!"
When it came to marriage and having children, Zhang Lao Er spoke through gritted teeth.
After saying that, without waiting for Zheng Xiulan to say anything more, he lifted his foot and walked out. As soon as the door opened, he stepped out.
"Second brother! You stand there."
Zheng Xiulan was so angry her nose almost crooked. "When have I ever looked down on you? Your eldest brother is the boss, he has a responsibility to help you and the third brother. Have I ever said anything to you? Why are you joining in the commotion..."
"You said this is your and my dad's home, and told me to get out!"
Zhang Lao Er looked at Zheng Xiulan coldly, "Mom, I think my eldest brother is right. You don't dislike our wives at all; you just look down on us, that's why you look down on them. If you cared about us even a little, you would have treated them well too. And what happened? Su Hongying almost died from a difficult childbirth and premature hemorrhage because you pushed her. Fan Liangyu is constantly being verbally abused and insulted by you because she doesn't hand over her wages. Sometimes you even feed her spoiled food..."
"What you're saying makes no sense."
Zheng Xiulan felt that her second son's thought process was problematic. "One of them is surnamed Su, and the other is surnamed Fan. They are outsiders. How can they be compared to you? You are my own children, whom I carried for ten months. How can I extend my love to them?"
Zhang Lao Er looked at her strangely and smiled.
She said, "Mom, they're outsiders, but what about you? Your surname is Zheng, are you an outsider in this family too?"
"How can I be like them?!"
Zheng Xiulan frowned deeply. "I gave birth to you all, I'm your mother, and they are your daughters-in-law..."
“Even after we separated, they are still the mothers of our children,” Zhang Lao Er said.
Zheng Xiulan was blocked and glared at Zhang Lao Er, "With our parents still alive, we don't separate the family. Your eldest brother is talking nonsense, and you're just spouting nonsense too. Let me tell you, don't even think about separating the family. If you want to separate the family, your father and I will only do so after we die."
"Cough cough."
Old Zhang coughed twice, displeased. "Alright, enough with the New Year's Eve nonsense. I think the second son is right. In the end, it's all your fault. If you hadn't pushed the eldest son's family, things wouldn't be like this. Did the eldest son ever complain when you spent money on the second and third sons? You didn't even contribute to his wife's life-saving money, and you didn't even give him the money for his promotion. Tell me about yourself..."
Old Zhang's words caused Zheng Xiulan, who had been feeling stifled by her son's rebuke, to finally explode.
She glared at Old Zhang and shouted, "Stop pretending to be a good guy! Why didn't you say anything when the boss was around? Who are you trying to convince now that you're just spouting empty words? How much money would be enough to get the boss promoted? Once it's gone, can we get it back? Once the boss has tasted the sweetness of being an official, will he still listen to us and give all his money to his family? You're just an old technician, and I'm a small leader. He's on the same level as us now, so it's no wonder he won't listen to us!"
Zhang Lao Er stared at Zheng Xiulan and suddenly said "Oh".
Zheng Xiulan froze, too angry to remember that her second son was still in front of her. When she looked up again, her third son was also staring at her in shock.
Zheng Xiulan, "..."
After leaving the Zhang family, Fan Liangyu had no intention of returning to her parents' home.
Go back and wait for them to collect another dowry, and then sell her again?
Don't even think about it.
She's been married before, and the experience was terrible!
She doesn't want to get married again. She's too starved for love, doesn't know how to love, and is easily swayed by sweet words. It'll be hard for her to find someone who truly cares for her, so... forget it.
Having figured all this out, Fan Liangyu stopped worrying and decisively booked a hotel room for two days.
I spent two days finding a place with a spare room and rented the west wing where they used to store miscellaneous items. It only cost eight yuan a month.
Fan Liangyu spent the afternoon tidying up the clutter, giving the room a quick clean, and then using some old newspapers to wallpaper the walls.
The room is about fourteen or fifteen square meters, more than enough for her to live in by herself.
There are two inconveniences: first, she has to use a public toilet outside; second, she can't cook because people don't want to share a stove with her.
Fan Liangyu planned to make one herself. She grew up in the countryside with her grandparents and was very good at playing with mud. Making a small stove to boil water and cook some simple meals wouldn't be a problem.
She asked the host, but they didn't care and told her to do as she pleased.
Fan Liangyu spent two days packing and bringing her things from the hotel back to her rented place. Cotton quilts were hard to find, so she bought a straw mat and a green army coat instead. She would sleep in half of it at night and make do for a few days.
Another day of leisure, they haven't gone back to work yet. They won't be back until after the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, so there's still one day left.
Fan Liangyu calculated the time and figured Su Hongying would be able to be discharged from the hospital soon. Thinking he might as well go all the way and give Su Hongying a few more words of advice.
As a result, when they arrived at the destination, they found that Su Hongying was giving Zhang Haijun advice to help him get a promotion and a raise.
"...Brother Navy, now that you've got the money, don't return it. No matter what your mother says, don't give in. Take advantage of the New Year to prepare a New Year's gift and send it to your boss's house. Mention that the old workshop director wanted to give his job to his son. The boss will naturally understand..."
Zhang Haijun frowned. "Just sending it like this? Will the leaders accept it?"
"Of course we can't send it like that."
Su Hongying smiled and said, "The New Year's gift is just a regular New Year's gift. The important thing is the red envelope. When you meet your leader's child, put a generous red envelope in it, and he will naturally see your sincerity."
“A thicker one… how much would that be considered sincere?” Zhang Haijun asked.
Su Hongying stretched out her hand and flipped through the money. "Starting at five hundred."
Five hundred? That many?
Zhang Haijun gasped, practically staring at Su Hongying. "You know our leader has two grandchildren, right? One grandson and one granddaughter, five hundred each, that's a thousand for both of them. And the New Year's gifts can't be too meager, that'll be several hundred more..."
He became increasingly distressed as he spoke; he only earned a little over a hundred a month, and he was wasting money like this…
"Brother Navy, you can't calculate things like that."
Su Hongying smiled and said, "If you spend the money now, it will pay off later. Do the math. Once you get a permanent position, your salary will increase by at least 20 or 30 yuan, which is 240 or 360 yuan a year. Add to that the monthly, quarterly, and semi-annual benefits, and you'll earn at least 500 or 600 yuan more. You'll get it back in two years. What are you afraid of?"
Zhang Haijun thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I would."
"Right? If this works out, your boss will know you're good at getting things done, and there will be plenty of opportunities to promote you in the future. You'll have no trouble getting back what you want."
Zhang Haijun nodded repeatedly.
He nodded halfway through, then suddenly frowned, staring at Su Hongying suspiciously, and asked, "My mother has been restricting my spending all these years, and I didn't even know that money should be given as gifts. How... how did you know?"
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