Chapter 226 I'm Helping My Sister-in-Law
He also invited Wu Caifeng and Song Zhenzhu to sit down.
Then the conversation turned to Song Zhenzhu and Su Yue.
Zhizhi then understood why Wen Changyu had sponsored the mother and son.
The reason is that every family has its own problems.
Song Zhenzhu married a man with five brothers, and her husband was somewhat blindly obedient to his parents.
While he was alive, he would give half of his monthly allowance to Song Zhenzhu and send the other half to his parents.
Her in-laws used all that money to support their favorite son.
Everyone was used to eating their food, so when her husband died, her in-laws and uncles took all the compensation money.
Not a single penny was left for the mother and son.
Forced into a corner, Song Zhenzhu wrote a letter to the army.
The letter eventually ended up in Wen Changyu's hands.
Wen Changyu had someone contact the local government and communicate with the Su family's biased in-laws, but the old couple were completely shameless.
Since the other party was the parents of a martyr, neither the military nor the local commune could do too much. All they could do was offer condolences to help Song Zhenzhu and her son make a living.
On Wen Changyu's personal side, he continued to send money to Song Zhenzhu every month thereafter.
It started with five yuan, then eight yuan, and then fifteen yuan a month for the last three years, and it's been going on for over ten years.
Without this funding, it would have been very difficult for Song Zhenzhu, a woman living alone in the village, to support even one student over the years. That's why she especially wanted to come and thank Wen Changyu in person.
Now that her son has finished the college entrance examination and she has finally taken care of her family matters, she is finally able to go to Beijing in person to thank her benefactor.
When Song Zhenzhu spoke of the days after her husband passed away, her voice choked with emotion. "If it weren't for the commander, my life and my child's life would have been very difficult, and Xiao Yue would never have been able to go to school."
He Yuzhi patted her hand tenderly, "No matter what, you two have finally made it through. From now on, your days will be sweet."
Song Zhenzhu nodded, "Yes, that's what I was thinking. So this time, Xiaoyue and I came out, settled in, and we won't go back."
He Yuzhi nodded, "Going back in your situation would be foolish."
"Your child is successful now. If you go back, they'll probably be jealous and might even try to harm you!"
Wu Caifeng echoed this sentiment, saying, "A tree dies when moved, but a person thrives."
"Society is better now than before. It's much easier to make a living outside now, just like Zhizhi setting up a stall..."
Wu Caifeng blurted out the words as soon as she opened her mouth, but after saying them, she felt that she shouldn't have said them. She glanced at her daughter-in-law as if she had done something wrong, and carefully shut her mouth.
Zhizhi felt there was no need to hide this, and she hoped more people would do it, since her goal wasn't to keep setting up a stall forever, but to open a jewelry factory and a jewelry company.
So Zhizhi picked up on her mother-in-law's words and continued with a smile, "Now that the economy has been liberalized, my mom and I went to set up a stall at the entrance of the scenic area to sell some small trinkets. We earn more every day than other people do in a month."
Zhizhi picked up the insoles that Song Zhenzhu had given her. "Aunt Song, I think these hand-embroidered insoles of yours would definitely sell well if you set them up at a stall. Foreign friends really like them."
Song Zhenzhu was very insecure. "This...this is only good for family use. If we were to sell it..." She shook her head. "No one would be willing to spend money to buy this."
"Yes, your embroidery is beautiful, and many older people like it."
He Yuzhi echoed, "Your embroidery is indeed very good. In the past, only wealthy families could afford this. You can give it a try!"
When the topic of setting up a stall came up, He Yuzhi said, "I was wondering why you haven't come to my place these days. How are you? Aren't you tired?"
Zhizhi immediately shook her head, "I'm so happy every day, I count money every day when I get home."
He Yuzhi laughed heartily, "You silly child, how much did you earn?"
Zhizhi held up two fingers. "Is this much for one day?"
He Yuzhi asked, "Twenty yuan?"
In the old lady's opinion, twenty yuan a day was too much.
After all, most people's monthly salary is only a few dozen yuan.
It's rare to find one that costs over a hundred a month.
Twenty yuan a day, after deducting costs and such, you're left with seven or eight yuan a day, which adds up to a lot of money over a month!
It's higher than most people's wages.
As a result, Zhizhi shook his head.
He Yuzhi looked at her two fingers and thought: Two yuan?
That's impossible!
Even though my granddaughter was separated from her family before, judging from how generous she is when she goes out to buy things, she doesn't seem like someone who hasn't seen the world!
But it wasn't two yuan, nor twenty yuan...
The old lady was momentarily speechless, unable to guess.
Even though she was quite knowledgeable, earning two hundred yuan a day was still quite shocking for her.
"two hundred?"
The old lady dared not say those numbers, but Song Zhenzhu said them with a shocked expression.
Zhizhi snapped her fingers. "That's right!"
Zhizhi is very proud.
"My God..." Song Zhenzhu was extremely surprised.
He Yuzhi was also surprised, "Goodness, can you manage all that?"
"Grandma will go help you tomorrow!"
“I’m so busy, I’m so busy. I basically just sit here collecting money. My mom does all the picking and sorting of goods,” Zhizhi said, pointing to Wu Caifeng.
He Yuzhi immediately began praising Wu Caifeng, her mother-in-law, for being young and capable.
Wu Caifeng became flustered by the praise. "No, I can't read, and I don't know any delicate work. All I can do is physical labor. Zhizhi takes care of my food and drink every day..." As Wu Caifeng spoke, she showed He Yuzhi her arm. "Here, Zhizhi buys meat for me to eat every day, and I've gained a lot of weight."
“I haven’t done anything here, I’ve just been enjoying life with my daughter-in-law,” Wu Caifeng said, praising Zhizhi incessantly.
Amidst a chorus of praise, the housekeeper came out of the kitchen and said, "Dinner is ready."
Wen Changyu and his son Wen Runxiang quickly put down their newspapers and stood up.
Actually, ever since Zhizhi said she was going to set up a stall, the father and son hadn't turned the pages of their newspapers, but they hadn't put them down either.
Hearing that it was time to eat, Wen Changyu finally got up.
Song Zhenzhu quickly got up and stood in the spacious Wen family living room, unsure of what to do.
When she arrived, Wen Changyu asked them to stay for dinner, so she planned to cook for them herself.
But Wen Changyu said no, there was someone at home to cook.
Song Zhenzhu also said, "I'm helping my sister-in-law."
Wen Changyu's expression changed slightly at that moment: "It wasn't your sister-in-law who cooked."
Song Zhenzhu assumed that the commander's wife had a job, but when she saw Wang Chunlan and realized that the commander's family had someone to cook for them, she didn't dare to embarrass herself.
After all, she only knows how to cook simple home-style dishes.
Nowadays, once the meal is prepared, if you are in your hometown or visiting someone's home, you should help serve the dishes, rice, move the table, and find chairs.
But the layout of the Wen family's house is completely different from that of a rural farmhouse.
The kitchen was combined with the main room, but Song Zhenzhu wasn't sure where the meals would be, so she didn't dare to move around.
He Yuzhi stood up and said, "Let's go, let's sit down!"
Song Zhenzhu and her son went along with them.
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