Everyone was eating and drinking and having a great time when, at that moment, an uninvited guest arrived.
The person who came was none other than Li Dafu, who lived in Zhaojiagou and often caused trouble for Zhao Youcai's family, and he came with his mother.
"Uncle Cai, you're back! You've really had a tough time these past few days."
Zhao Youcai didn't even bother to glance at him. After all, there's an old saying: "Those who offer unsolicited kindness are either up to no good or are thieves."
But some people are born with thicker skin than others, and they can still greet others with a smile and try to please them even when no one pays attention to them.
"I heard your factory is expanding, and you seem to be short-staffed. I was wondering if I could get a couple of jobs for my son?"
As if worried that Zhao Youcai would refuse, Li Dafu's tone quickened.
"Don't worry! My two boys are very capable and strong. We're from the same village, so you must know them."
Zhao Youcai thought to himself: You know I understand your son, but how come you don't know I understand you too?
What good seedlings can grow from roots that are inherently bad?
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but can't you have any manners? Don't you know you can't just stare at other people's food? Didn't your mother teach you manners?"
If we were to name the person in the Zhao family who disliked Li Dafu's family the most, it would undoubtedly be the second son, Zhao Jianjun.
Although Zhao Jianjun is now financially secure, he still remembers the inexplicable debt of ten yuan he incurred.
"I don't know where some people get the nerve. When their attempt to stage an accident fails, they're full of malicious schemes and go around telling everyone they're hiring people to cause trouble at other people's homes. They've been in the police station for so many days, and they're almost sick of eating stale cornbread, but they still haven't learned their lesson and are coming to other people's homes to keep nagging."
If there weren't so many outsiders around, and if it weren't for the need to appear respectable and well-mannered, Zhao Jianjun would have already pointed his finger at the other person and cursed his ancestors for eight generations.
The people eating inside the house completely ignored the struggle between Zhao Jianjun and the Li family, continuing to eat and drink as if they couldn't hear or see it.
Li Dafu's mother was furious. She was about to sit down on the ground, slap her thigh, and yell a few times when she suddenly stopped halfway down, startled.
Oh my god! I almost ruined my eldest son's good time.
The Zhao Youcai of today is not the Zhao Youcai of the past, nor can he be compared to the group of lowly peasants in the village.
Haven't you suffered enough losses, both overt and covert, from offending Zhao Youcai's family? Why are you being so foolish and forgetful again?
This scene naturally did not escape Zhao Jianjun's eyes, and he immediately launched into a tirade of curses, with the mother and son cursing together.
"No wonder this grown man lives like a eunuch. Turns out he has a disrespectful old woman watching over him. What? Is he in his thirties or forties and still a baby who hasn't been weaned? I have to bring his parents to give him courage when I visit. He's not even as brave as my nephew and niece who are in elementary school!"
That was such a nasty remark that the brigade leader couldn't help but laugh while eating, and a perfectly good glass noodle sprayed out of his nostril.
Zhao Youcai's chopsticks, which were reaching for the bowl of pork, sauerkraut, and glass noodles, suddenly trembled, and he decisively changed direction.
It's dirty now, that pot of pork and sauerkraut stew with glass noodles is dirty, what a pity.
I haven't had this in ages, I've been really craving it.
The captain was also a little embarrassed, and he almost buried his head in his rice bowl to meet Zhao Youcai's resentful gaze.
"Grandpa Captain, my family's rice bowls don't eat people."
Zhao Youcai's adorable granddaughter suddenly said something that made everyone burst into laughter.
Only Li Dafu and his mother couldn't laugh.
The little girl had just eaten most of a bowl of rice, but she wasn't full yet. She slid off the stool with her bowl in her hand, skipped to the kitchen, filled another half bowl with rice, and then skipped back.
A pair of big eyes darted around, as if asking Zhao Jianjun in confusion.
"Second Uncle, aren't you hungry? Why aren't you eating?"
Asking this question was a real slap in the face to Li Dafu and his group.
Zhao Jianjun smiled and patted his niece's head, even tugging at her little braid.
"Second Uncle needs to get rid of this disgusting garbage, otherwise we won't be able to enjoy our meals."
The little girl was very clever. Taking advantage of her young age, she walked up to Li Dafu with her hands on her hips and stood opposite him, tilting her head back with a pout to question him.
"Fine, you're not hungry, but are you trying to starve my second uncle to death? I remember you, you're the bad guy the police took away last time. I'm going to find the teacher right now and ask him to call the police and have you arrested, you big bad guy!"
After thinking for a moment, he glared at Li Dafu's mother again.
"And that old scoundrel!"
Zhao Youcai was shocked.
Who would raise a child like this?
Logically speaking, if Zhao Youcai encountered another child in the village speaking to him so rudely, he would definitely gossip behind their back, saying that the family didn't know how to raise their child and that it was a complete display of poor upbringing.
But when it came to his own child, it was still those two plagues. Why did he suddenly feel like his granddaughter was just a mouthpiece for him?
However, as elders, we still need to educate them when necessary, lest the child get a taste of the benefits of this impolite act and think that family members should protect them in this way, and they will only go further astray in the future.
Look at these rascals at home, he can't straighten them all even with all his efforts, and he doesn't want the youngest to fall at the starting line.
"Shut your mouth, how can you speak like that?"
Before Zhao Youcai could even utter a word, his eldest daughter-in-law began to coldly reprimand him.
Sure enough, the eldest granddaughter pouted as if she was about to cry. Zhao Youcai was prepared to have his ears half-deafened by the noise, but to his surprise, the expected wailing did not occur.
"I know I was wrong. I was wrong for being impolite."
Zhao Youcai was very pleased; it seemed that the child still had the right values.
"But their skin is thicker than a city wall, I really couldn't stand it anymore. The teacher said in class that we are the flower buds of the motherland, the sun at three or four in the morning, we should be positive and optimistic, and we should resolutely say no to bad things."
Zhao Youcai: ...Very good, you know how to raise a big flag.
Sure enough, no matter what era it is, children will always place greater importance on the phrase "the teacher said."
Zhao Youcai no longer cared how his eldest son and his wife planned to raise their child. As the head of the family, it was time for him to step forward and give a concluding speech.
“Li Dafu, as an adult who isn’t mentally impaired, you should understand that you’re not well-liked by our family. Given your family’s past actions, I really don’t dare to use the people you recommend.”
"I was originally going to give you some face, after all, there are so many people here. But you insist on shoving your face into my shoe and letting me step on it, so I can't do anything about it, can I? How about this?"
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