According to the old saying here, if no one smashes the pot after a person dies, he will go to hell.
My father Wang Dagui had no son, so after his death, he had to rely on his nephew to take care of the pot-breaking.
In order to avoid going to hell in the future, father Wang Dagui naturally has to be nicer to them.
My father, Wang Dagui, has always been a person who enjoys life, and the quality of life after death is of course also within his consideration.
Look, he has already started laying the foundation for his quality of life a hundred years from now!
As for sacrificing your daughter for your nephew?
This is because the daughter is her own, so it doesn't matter if she suffers a little.
Anyway, when the time comes and she is needed to take care of him in his old age, she won't dare not do so.
If you really dare not take care of me in my old age, why don't you just move in with her?
What? Does she dare to kick people out?
It’s different with your nephew. If you let him suffer any injustice, he will really not throw the pot at you even after you die!
After all, the nephew is not my biological son!
You are not obliged to smash the pot at your uncle!
After hearing Wang Cuilan's explanation, Wang Cuixiang was stunned. After a long while, she murmured, "Sister, I just realized that our father is actually quite smart!"
Wang Cuilan looked at her sister strangely, "What kind of illusion makes you think our father is stupid?"
If their father was really a fool, how could he have risen from a rural boy with no background to the position of workshop director in the county textile factory?
Do you really think it’s so easy to survive in the city?
Wang Cuixiang muttered in an embarrassed tone, "Don't I often see my father being helpless against the old lady and uncle at home?"
That's why I thought he was stupid, but it turned out that he had other plans.
Sure enough, she was still too naive!
Wang Cuixiang shook her head sadly and went back to the old house with a depressed look on her face.
It took Wang Cuixiang a while to return to the old house. Wang Cuilan had been preparing breakfast for a long time, but she still hadn't come back.
If Wang Cuilan didn’t know her sister’s temper and knew that she would not eat at the old house, she would have suspected that she had already eaten there!
It's still early, not time to go to work yet.
Since her younger sister hadn't come back yet, Wang Cuilan wasn't in a hurry to eat, so she simply took out the high school textbooks she had found from the scrap yard some time ago.
Wang Cuilan spent more than two months familiarizing herself with all the elementary and junior high school textbooks.
Only after I had almost mastered the content of the book did I start to self-study the content of the high school textbook.
It can be said that there is still a difference between knowledge that has been learned and knowledge that has not been learned.
Including her previous life, although Wang Cuilan graduated from junior high school for more than ten years, she still felt familiar and not at all difficult when reading her junior high school textbooks.
But it was different when reading high school textbooks. Everything was unfamiliar knowledge points. After a while, Wang Cuilan slowed down the speed of turning the pages.
There is no way. It takes time to learn and understand new knowledge points.
At around seven o'clock in the morning, when the sun rose above the horizon and the sky was filled with red clouds, Wang Cuixiang came back.
She had a stern face and pouted, and she didn't look very good.
Wang Cuilan blinked and teased her with a smile, "Who made our Xiangxiang angry? Look at that pouty little mouth, you could hang a bottle of oil on it!"
After being teased by her sister, Wang Cuixiang couldn't hold back her expression anymore.
She was a little amused and said, "Sister, how can you talk like that!"
Wang Cuilan smiled and said, "What's wrong with me talking like that? Look, aren't you smiling now?"
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