Zhao Youcai didn't respond or give any feedback, which made Zhao Jianhua feel uneasy.
But for his own selfish reasons, he had to grit his teeth and continue.
“Dad, I’m already in my twenties. It’s really not right for me to stay single like this.”
"You've been leaving early and coming home late these days, bringing back lots of good stuff every day. You must be making money out there. We're all family. If you have a way to make money, can you help me out too?"
Zhao Youcai's lips twitched, not because he was reacting to what Zhao Jianhua said, but because Zhao Jianhua had accidentally tickled the sole of his foot while washing it, making him feel unbearably itchy.
He then raised his foot and kicked Zhao Jianhua in the chest.
"Get lost! I told you not to rob kids, so you've switched to robbing me! With your current credit rating, you can't even get a grain of rice from me!"
Zhao Youcai picked up a foot-wiping cloth from the side, wiped his feet, and immediately told him to leave.
"Take your foot bath basin and get the hell out of here!"
Zhao Jianhua left dejectedly, now somewhat regretting his actions.
He regretted not observing the surroundings properly when he robbed his neighbor Da Mao, which allowed his father to catch him red-handed.
If his father hadn't seen him rob Da Mao, he would still be that carefree, unruly scoundrel, why would he bother going to the fields to suffer?
...
When Zhao Youcai got up again, it was still before dawn.
This time, he opened the door even more quietly, afraid of waking any of the children. Little did he know, his fourth daughter-in-law was waiting anxiously at the door, carrying a basket.
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