lcionline Chapter 29 From now on, it's your business.
Chapter 29 From now on, it's your business.
"Sixteen thousand? Are you out of your mind, child? How can this house be worth sixteen thousand? Oh dear, what can I say to you! Good houses here only cost this much. Houses like this with broken roof tiles are worth at most eight or nine hundred. You've doubled it!" Chen Ma looked heartbroken, but her eyes gleamed with excitement.
Thinking that Huang Juxiang had said she wouldn't come back, by the time Chen Guohu got out, she might have already bought a new house. She could then move the bed and furniture out, sell the house, and who would care what she said then?
Deng Xiuzhen simply cooperated with Chen Ma, saying only what Chen Ma wanted to hear: "It's not because I hurt them, I just thought it's okay if the house is a little more expensive, it would be troublesome if they asked me for compensation."
"Oh dear, you silly girl, this is way too expensive! You're losing money hand over fist!" Chen Ma said, slapping Deng Xiuzhen a few times. Suddenly remembering something, she asked, "Is your family rich? Is driving a motorcycle taxi quite profitable?"
"Sigh, let alone making money, it's hard to even make ends meet. We have no other choice. Two of us are working, and there's no one to take care of the children. We don't know how to do business, so we can only try opening this."
The money to buy the car was all borrowed, and every now and then someone would come to collect the debt. I originally thought I could pay back some of it.
I never expected this to happen. I thought about how difficult it must have been for the mother and son, and I also felt guilty.
"I gritted my teeth and bought the house," Deng Xiuzhen said with a worried expression.
As Chen Ma listened, her eyes darted around.
Deng Xiuzhen had a feeling that this matter would probably spread all over the place tomorrow.
But she didn't care; as long as Aunt Chen liked to hear it, that was enough. Hopefully, when she was happy, she would say more of what she wanted to hear—that would be perfect.
Deng Xiuzhen poured tea for her master and placed the cup and thermos in the open space in front of the house.
After negotiating with the chef, we agreed on five yuan per person, and they would take care of their own meals. Only then did we go home and cook.
I talked to Qin Yanlin last night and asked him to come home early so I could talk to her about raising the children, but the children were at home and I couldn't explain it clearly.
Qin Yanlin thought she was tired or had something to do, so he not only returned early but also bought groceries and was preparing to cook.
Deng Xiuzhen went over to help, and while picking vegetables, she said, "Yanlin, let's talk about the children."
"Ah? What's wrong with the child?" Qin Yanlin immediately became anxious.
“It’s not that the children have any problems, it’s that I feel we’ve spoiled them too much. They’re unwilling to do anything. It’s not good for children to be too lazy. Not only will they not be well-liked when they go out in the future, but they also won’t be capable.”
"Oh, the child is still young. If he doesn't want to do it, he doesn't have to. He'll naturally learn when he grows up." Hearing that the child was alright, Qin Yanlin was relieved.
“Yanlin, we can’t think like that. Wenjing and Wenxin are all grown up now. When we were younger than them, we were already washing dishes, cooking, feeding pigs, and herding cattle. Look at them, they don’t make their own beds, they can’t fold their clothes, and they can’t wash their own clothes. If you ask them to wash a few dishes, they always make excuses.”
"What's wrong with that? It's okay to spoil a girl. Isn't it said that sons should be raised frugally and daughters should be raised lavishly? Let's spoil our daughter more so that she won't be easily fooled by others for a little bit of benefit in the future."
Wenyu is a boy, he needs to be responsible. Let him do it when he's a little older.
Listening to Qin Yanlin's words, Deng Xiuzhen was glad that she hadn't spoken directly yesterday, but instead thought of communicating with Qin Yanlin first.
Otherwise, given Qin Yanlin's current mindset, if she had spoken rashly yesterday and Qin Yanlin had said the same thing, how could she teach the children? If the children developed wrong ideas, that would be a disaster.
"Yanlin, you can't think like that. You know Chen Guohu, right?" Deng Xiuzhen's tone became serious.
Qin Yanlin looked up: "Of course I know. Isn't he the one who cheated us out of money, and whose ex-wife sold us the house? Wasn't he arrested? Why are you bringing him up again?"
"He's just been spoiled by his father, that's why he doesn't do anything productive." Deng Xiuzhen was a little annoyed. Qin Yanlin really didn't take educating his child seriously. All she was saying was like talking to a brick wall.
"Xiuzhen, you can rest assured, our child won't do anything bad."
"Girls will get married in the future; they will form families with other people and live with them..."
"If my son-in-law treats them badly in the future, I won't let them off the hook!" Qin Yanlin interrupted Deng Xiuzhen through gritted teeth.
"Yanlin, do you know Chen Guohu's mother, the woman who hanged herself?"
This time, Qin Yanlin didn't speak, but just looked up at Deng Xiuzhen.
"His mother used to be a pampered young lady, spoiled rotten at home. After marrying Chen Guohu's father, she was also cherished. But then Chen Guohu's father passed away. After that, she had to learn everything from scratch. In the end, you saw her fate." Deng Xiuzhen didn't mention whether the child would be filial in the future. She felt that Qin Yanlin, being a doting father, certainly wouldn't care about those things, and using them as a pretext wouldn't work.
Qin Yan lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "Then what do you suggest?"
“I want to teach the children how to do things and how to be good people. Just don’t spoil them, okay?” Deng Xiuzhen said gently.
"Okay," Qin Yanlin readily agreed.
The two were talking when the children returned.
Upon entering and finding no food on the table, Wenyu was the first to rush over and ask, "Mom, what are we having for dinner today?"
Wenjing came over and patted Wenyu's head, saying, "It doesn't matter what you eat. Mom and Dad work hard, so we can't be picky eaters."
"Yes, Mom and Dad, you've worked so hard!" Wenxin put her schoolbag on the table and turned around to say.
Deng Xiuzhen smiled but didn't say anything, then turned and went to the kitchen to get the food. Looking back, she saw that the children were all busy with their own things, and none of them seemed to be coming to help.
After dinner, Deng Xiuzhen had Wenjing and Wenxin wash the dishes and wipe the table, just like yesterday.
Wenjing and Wenxin looked at Qin Yanlin together, their expressions and speeds were remarkably synchronized.
Qin Yanlin's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't paid attention to what Deng Xiuzhen had said to him before, but he had agreed to listen to her because she seemed a little angry.
But observing the children's behavior, he truly realized the problem: the children had no intention of listening to Deng Xiuzhen, let alone doing anything. Instead, they looked at him, expecting him to do things for them. Had they become accustomed to doing everything for them? Accustomed to their parents doing everything for them?
Thinking of this, Qin Yanlin's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Wenjing and Wenxin, didn't you hear what your mother called you for? Hurry up and go!"
Wenjing pouted, glanced at Qin Yanlin, and then turned and walked towards the dining table.
Qin Yanlin saw the grievance in her eyes.
Asking her to help with some housework was considered unfair? Qin Yanlin was furious and was about to go over and say something when Deng Xiuzhen pulled her back. Turning around, she saw Deng Xiuzhen shaking her head at her.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Yanlin said to Wen Xin, who was still standing there, "Aren't you going? Go now! This is your responsibility from now on, so take the initiative! Don't tell me what to do!"
Then he stood there, watching the two sisters start clearing the dishes, before turning and walking out. No matter what happened to the children, he still had to earn money to support his family.
Deng Xiuzhen glanced at the two sisters who were dawdling there, looking very aggrieved, and said nothing. She turned around and went to the bedside to fold clothes.
She heard the two sisters talking, but their voices were soft and she couldn't hear them clearly.