Chapter 80 Chapter 80
Jia Qiheng has had a hard time recently. The women in the family are like possessed by evil spirits. Just because he disagreed to empty the family's coffers and borrow money to build a house for Jia Quanhui to let Yumin marry, he has become the biggest enemy of the family.
The little daughter hides when she sees him, ignores him at the dinner table, or looks at him with a faintly reproachful look. He works hard like a cow outside, and doesn't look happy when he comes home.
Jia Qiheng feels angry, but also feels that his daughter is pitiful and can't get angry.
The mother and daughter huddle together and whisper all day long, as if he doesn't exist in the family.
Jia Qiheng has really become the family's punching bag.
He doesn't understand why Xiuhua, who is so smart, would make mistakes with Yumin.
He smoked two cigarettes in a row, this was the third one. Jia Qiheng sat under the eaves and smoked alone with a gloomy face. He didn't wash his face after coming back, and didn't eat a single bite of the meal.
He didn't want to see
other people's faces. After Jia Yumin finished eating with her mother, she took her clothes and a wooden bucket to the kitchen to get hot water for a bath. When she stepped out of the door, she saw her father sitting alone, hunched over and looking timid.
She was not a cruel and unfilial daughter. Seeing her father like this, she felt bad, but it was really hard not to blame her father for not considering her like her mother. Is Brother Quan Hui's character not trustworthy? What is his father worried about? Is his daughter's happiness not as important as the money?
She sniffed aggrievedly and turned to the kitchen.
...
Zhang Xiuhua put away the dishes and went to fetch water to wash the dishes without looking away.
Jia Qiheng heard the noise coming from the kitchen, and his head, which had not turned back, finally moved and glanced at the dining table.
This woman didn't leave him a single vegetable!
The table was clean, even balder than before, without even a bowl for leftovers.
The mother and daughter were both cruel enough.
After all, he was busy working outside for the family, and Jia Qiheng couldn't help feeling a little sad.
He couldn't help but doubt himself, was he really that excessive? How could he have offended the mother and daughter so deeply?
Jia Qiheng was lost in thought and didn't notice someone approaching him.
"Here, the leftovers." Zhang Xiuhua stretched out her hand and handed a large bowl to his face.
The tone was cold. The bowl was very big, with a layer of pea rice at the bottom and several dishes neatly arranged on top.
The fragrant rice and glutinous beans, Xiuhua's cooking was delicious, simple pea rice, the rice had the aroma of beans, the beans were cooked soft and melted in the mouth.
Jia Qiheng swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple rolled, "No." He said casually, "I have no appetite."
Gulp...
Just at this moment, his stomach made a sound that was not very respectful to him, long and loud.
Jia Qiheng was startled.
Zhang Xiuhua couldn't help laughing, stuffed the bowl into his hand, and teased, "You are so old, why are you pretending to be so pretentious?"
Jia Qiheng took the bowl and chopsticks, scooped up the rice, and took a full mouthful.
"You know how old I am?" he said.
"Then why are you still with Yumin and don't treat me as a human being?"
Jia Qiheng finally vented his grievances.
Zhang Xiuhua squatted beside him and said:
"I know you have concerns."
She opened her heart: "You are right. It is too much to let a girl who has not yet married take a large sum of money. It is like being a scapegoat."
Jia Qiheng said nothing. He ate his meal in silence. I wonder what you want to say now that you know.
"But that is Quan Hui."
Zhang Xiuhua said: "The most promising young man in our village."
"Not necessarily."
Jia Qiheng slurped the sweet potato vermicelli. He said vaguely.
After hearing what he said, Zhang Xiuhua asked with a smile: "What do you mean by not necessarily? Old man, tell me, who in our village has better conditions than Quanhui? He is educated and knowledgeable, has a job in the factory, is good-looking, has a good family tradition and education, is well-educated and filial..."
She listed them one by one, showing her satisfaction with her future son-in-law.
Jia Qiheng really couldn't think of anyone better than Jia Quanhui, and he had to admit that he was indeed an outstanding young man, so he said impatiently: "He is good, but can he be sincere to Yumin? He asked us for money to build a house before we got married. Does this seem like something a caring person would do?"
"What do you mean by asking for money?" Zhang Xiuhua corrected him: "It's a loan, a loan."
She emphasized, "Quanhui said that he would pay it back in the future?"
At this time, Jia Qiheng put down his chopsticks, looked at Zhang Xiuhua in surprise, and asked:
"Have you talked to Quanhui?"