Wen Zhaoye disliked her calculating and scheming manner the most. He put down his chopsticks and said solemnly:
“I’m going to another city in a few days and I don’t have time to stay at home. If you go to work in the fields, are Wen Jiaojiao and my dad going to hire someone to take care of you?”
After last night's incident, Xu Cuifen has completely ruined her relationship with everyone in the village.
She wished they would die of poverty and starvation, and had no intention of giving them the opportunity to earn money, let alone expecting her to cook and wash dishes. She said reluctantly:
"I'm just trying to save you some money. If you hire someone else, they definitely won't be dedicated and will just slack off."
"When have I ever worked without putting in my all? You can go out a few days later and just finish the chores around the house."
Hearing the discord in their tone, Wen Xiaojian spoke up again to help:
"Zhaoye, stop going against your aunt. You won't die if you leave a few days later."
Wen Zhaoye lowered his brows, a cold and sinister glint flashing in his eyes. After all, he was his own father; blood was thicker than water.
He was extremely annoyed, but he couldn't hit or yell at anyone, so he could only say something in annoyance:
"If I really die, you'll definitely be forced to live on the street."
Fearing that Xu Cuifen would throw down her chopsticks and complain, Wen Jiaojiao spoke up when the atmosphere became tense:
"Mom, my brother is a big earner. Don't keep interfering with his work. Just do as he says."
She knew her place in the family, and her tone was authoritative and left no room for argument.
Xu Cuifen, who could fight two people at once and could curse half the street for half a day without stopping, was now subdued and dared not speak her anger, and even had to coax her in a coaxing tone:
"Alright, honey, I'm worried about you being home alone. Finish your chores early so I can take care of you and your husband."
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