No one can resist a windfall. Ultimately, the conflict between Cai Jinquan and Uncle Cai is a family conflict. In Ms. Zheng's view, Uncle Cai's humble request for forgiveness can always mend the conflict between father and son.
Life without my in-laws' help is too hard to bear.
Ms. Zheng had to quit her job to take care of her son, Xia Jiaozi, because there was no one to help him. Now that Xia Jiaozi is of school age, she has to drive him to and from school every day. If she had to rely on Ms. Zheng alone, she would never have been able to return to the workforce.
If Uncle Cai and Grandma Cai are willing to pass on their skills to her, and there is a ready-made shop waiting for her to inherit, Ms. Zheng would naturally be willing.
Chu Yu's two houses were even more tempting to her.
When she got back, she ran into Cai Jinquan, who was leaving get off work. Cai Jinquan was beaming and smiling as he said:
"The sales office was so popular that everyone was holding money and ready to buy a house. I was so busy all day that I was almost squeezed to death by the people buying houses."
Ms. Zheng smiled and asked, "Is this property development really that good?"
Cai Jinquan showed the homeowner the model apartment, and the homeowner nodded with envy.
"It's really great. The community environment is nice, and there's even a swimming pool. The apartments aren't as crowded as other developments. The interior designer is from Belgium, and the space is used very well. The decor is also very stylish. Especially the three-bedroom apartments, the view is fantastic. If we had one, Shrimp Dumpling would have his own room, and we could even set aside another room as a study. It would be so comfortable."
"If... I mean if, there were a chance for you to own two houses, would you take it?"
Cai Jinquan dismissed it as nonsense.
The apartment they rented was only a dozen square meters. It was manageable before, but after the baby was born, the apartment became increasingly cramped, making it difficult to even turn around. Every day after cooking, the apartment was filled with the smell of cooking oil, and the blankets had to be washed every few days.
It's no wonder that children living in such houses often suffer from poor health.
Cai Jinquan knew he had caused his wife and children suffering. He had the ability to do so much. Even if he received commission from ten houses today, there were not houses to sell every day. Sales offices also had peak and off-peak seasons. After this batch of houses was sold, it would take at least several months for the second phase to be launched. In the following months, he would not receive any commission and would only receive his basic salary.
The company offers a decent basic salary, which is enough for Cai Jinquan to support his family, but buying a house is just a pipe dream.
Houses in the port city are so expensive, it's something he can only dream of.
Cai Jinquan shook his head helplessly. "Alright, stop dreaming and get to work. Didn't you cook today? Why doesn't the house smell of food?"
Ms. Zheng shook her head and took out the packaged wontons and chicken drumsticks.
Cai Jinquan took a bite, and his expression was a little off.
"What's wrong?" Ms. Zheng asked, puzzled.
Cai Jinquan put down the chicken leg. "You went to see him?"
Who "he" is is self-evident.
Ms. Zheng was surprised that Cai Jinquan could taste the flavor of Uncle Cai's cooking. She did not deny it, and she was determined to have both houses. She would take care of her husband's situation.
"Yes, I went to see him."
"Why are you looking for him? He's an irresponsible scoundrel who gambles and makes my son and me live in fear and misery."
Ms. Zheng knew that Cai Jinquan was not wrong, but she didn't want to work so hard anymore. "Because I'm too tired! I have no job and no money. I have a sick child and I can't afford a house. I live like a homeless person. I also want my parents-in-law to help me. I also want to find someone to lend me a hand so I can go out for afternoon tea and relax instead of taking my child to the hospital and clinic every day and worrying about my child's health every day."
When she got angry, Cai Jinquan's arrogance subsided.
"Sorry, I'm not blaming you, it's my fault."
Ms. Zheng sobbed:
“I’m not blaming you, but everyone has a hard time. I just want to live a little easier. Shrimp Dumpling is also very happy. He used to always stay at home, and going out would cost money, so I didn’t dare to take him out. Now that his father-in-law and grandmother are taking care of him, he smiles more than before.”
Ms. Zheng told Cai Jinquan the whole story. She heard that Uncle Cai wanted to pass the shop on to her, and that someone wanted to buy the food formula for two houses. Cai Jinquan didn't react much.
In his view, the harm that Uncle Cai had done to him and his mother could not be forgiven with just this amount of money.
Ms. Zheng knew that he couldn't resolve his inner conflict.
But no one could change her mind about wanting to live a good life.
They are living such a hard life now, and their children are living at the bottom of society. Which mother doesn't want to live in her own house, have a solid family business, and be able to come home every day without having to deal with the landlord and be able to see her child's smiling face?
Ms. Zheng had made up her mind. After giving Cai Jinquan a heads-up, she agreed to Chu Yu's request to sell the formula.
Chu Yu was quite happy and went to explain the situation to Uncle Cai. Uncle Cai didn't expect her to give him two houses.
Someone offered him 500,000 yuan for his formula, but he refused. However, he felt that it was more worthwhile to exchange 500,000 yuan for two houses, even though the total value was about the same.
Importantly, the two apartments are in the same building, on the same floor, just one elevator away.
In the future, he will live in a small house and his son will live in a big house. They will see each other all the time, and the father and son will eventually reconcile.
After both parties signed the contract, Chu Yu and Chu Xiang went to the store to learn.
Afraid of interfering with Uncle Cai's work, the two of them would leave early and return late, studying whenever they could find a spare moment.
While Chu Yu was cooking, Chu Xiang was taking notes, writing down every word Uncle Cai said so she could show it to Shu Hui later.
Chu Yu thought she was inefficient, so he bought her a video camera, which she could then use to film Uncle Cai's teaching process.
With the video recording, all the explanations became more intuitive, and the two sisters were able to watch and study Uncle Cai's production process repeatedly.
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