Seeing his hesitation, He Ruixue raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes full of innocence, but her tone was more alluring.
"Treat him the way he treats you. Isn't fairness the way things are in this world? It's come to this. Do you still think he's your dad and can't bear to let him suffer?"
"No, he stopped being my dad the day he abandoned my mom."
In his eyes, Fang Guoxiang was not even a relative. At least his distant relatives felt sorry for him and occasionally gave him a steamed bun. But what about him?
Fang Wanggui took a deep breath and finally made up his mind, "I'll remember what you said and will do it. I'll ask you out in the next two days, remember to cooperate."
It can not only confuse the Fang family, but also make it easier for him to do things.
"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate with you. I wish you can live the new life you want as soon as possible."
He Ruixue smiled at him, shook the water off her hands, turned off the faucet, and turned away.
Fang Wanggui stared calmly at the direction she left, with sadness in his eyes.
"Yes."
Does he hate Fang Guoxiang? Of course.
But he was the father who gave him life after all, and the education he received since childhood prevented him from taking ruthless action against him.
Originally, he just wanted to have nothing to do with him and live their own lives, but Fang Guoxiang threatened him yesterday in front of him with his sister's future marriage and the threat of divorcing his mother and kicking her out of the Fang family, trying to make him bow his head. This undoubtedly touched his bottom line.
This man has never raised him and his sister for a single day. How can he have the nerve to stand in a dominant position and decide their future?
The person Fang Guoxiang felt most sorry for was his mother. How dare he threaten to write her a letter of divorce, destroying her good reputation as a good wife and mother that she had worked hard to maintain her whole life, and shattering her last bit of hope?
As the thought flashed through his mind, the aura around him became sinister and his gaze became as firm as a rock.
If the father is not kind, don’t blame the son for being unfilial.
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In a blink of an eye, it is the end of the year, and the joy and auspiciousness of the New Year dispel the evil thoughts in people's hearts.
Starting from last year, the authorities have stipulated that "old customs will be broken and there will be no holidays during the Spring Festival". At the same time, home visit leave has been suspended, and it is said that it will be made up later. No one expected that this situation will become the norm in the next ten years.
The city’s government agencies, major factories, department stores, state-owned restaurants... all have no plans for holidays.
Even in rural areas, during the season of rest and recuperation, farmers have to work in the fields to turn "winter idleness" into "winter busyness".
Having only one day off a week is torture enough, and there is no holiday during the Spring Festival. He Ruixue wishes she could smash the world to pieces with one punch.
But no matter how much you complain, life must go on.
She was worried that the two elderly people would be cold in the village, so she went to the salesperson early and bought thick scarves and gloves at the internal price, and asked someone to send them back to their hometown.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the things were delivered, her parents happened to be talking about her. Now, seeing the things made her miss her even more.
They immediately left their third son's family behind and came to the city to celebrate the New Year with them.
In Zhao Meiya's eyes, a reunion is only when her little girl is there; otherwise, no matter how many people come, it doesn't count.
During the campaign to destroy the Four Olds, activities such as setting off firecrackers, worshipping ancestors, and dragon and lion dances were all stopped. Even Spring Festival couplets could not be posted. However, the bare doors did not look good, so people wrote poems by great men on red paper.
"Thousands of willows are swaying in the spring breeze, and the six hundred million people in China are all like Shun and Yao", "Wind and rain send spring away, and flying snow welcomes spring", which is both appropriate and festive.
The requirements for couplets in department stores are even stricter. I heard that the secretary spent several days thinking about it and finally came up with a couplet:
"Carry forward the proletarian massacre to serve the people, break the capitalist massacre and promote revolutionary production."
Well, it's quite vulgar and elegant.
In those days, some units would purchase winter vegetables, such as cabbage and radishes, in bulk, including textile factories and department stores.
After Wang Taozhi inquired about the purchasing price of He Ruixue's unit, she found that it was a few cents cheaper than the textile factory, so she wanted her to report a higher price so that she could save more sauerkraut.
He Ruixue was unhappy. "Then we'll have to find someone to bring it back. It's better to buy it at the textile factory. The yards are all in the same place, and they can deliver it directly to your door. How convenient."
Anyway, it’s not much cheaper in total.
Wang Taozhi thought about it and decided to tell her not to buy it at the store to avoid trouble. Then he asked her what her company benefits were this year and whether she wanted her brother to help her get them back.
The department store’s benefits are distributed together with wages. Another advantage of a state-owned unit is that even though she has been employed for less than a month, she is still paid a full month’s salary, so her annual gift is slightly less than that of old employees.
"I've been notified. I'll go collect it tomorrow. It includes two towels, two kilograms of soybean oil, two kilograms of pork, five kilograms of rice, and a bundle of green onions. That's all I can bring back by myself."
At this time, people pay attention to giving things in pairs, and things are generally distributed in even numbers to bring good luck.
"Oh, that's pretty good of you. Our company only distributed six pounds of flour, four feet of cloth, and eight ounces of meat this year, and there wasn't even a drop of oil. Bring your oil bottle from home tomorrow so you can fill it with soybean oil. Remember to ask someone to give you more..."
"knew."
"He Xiaojie, where is your unit?"
"Mom, I've only been working for a few days, and I've already been given 30 kilograms of sweet potatoes and 6 kilograms of taro. Everyone else has millet and peanuts."
"That's fine, just make do with it. I'll ask your eldest brother to help carry it back later."
He Ruixue put on the new padded jacket that Wang Taozhi had made for her a few days ago, went to the office, finished the last bit of work, and then went to the warehouse to collect the New Year gifts.
Department stores are quite humane. Although there is no holiday on New Year's Eve, employees can leave work at around 2:00 p.m.
After wishing each other a Happy New Year with familiar colleagues, He Ruixue braved the wind to go home. There were obviously more pedestrians on the road. Although there were no firecrackers or red paper, the atmosphere of the New Year was everywhere.
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