Chapter 591: Cutting off the future of the biological son
The meal was particularly lively.
After seeing Lu Miao’s situation, everyone went back to their homes after dinner.
At the dinner table, Yang Yun was joking and urging Xie Fei to get married quickly, but in fact, she was really anxious.
At first, people said that Bao Yatou and her son were a couple, but now Bao Yatou’s first child is three and almost four years old, and the second child is here.
Her son is still single, how can he not be anxious?
Regarding this matter, on the way home in the car, Yang Yun said a few more words, asking if Xie Fei had any girl he liked.
Xie Fei has a weak face and doesn't like to chat. He muttered a few words, and the atmosphere among the family of three became a little depressed and awkward.
Yang Yun was helpless. She sighed and said nothing more, but her heart became more and more worried. She couldn't help but think more:
What a good girl Bao Yatou is?
Why can't her son get along with her?
Still, we are actually in love.
It's just that because Bao Yatou is now married and has a child, he can't take a step forward, and he has some thoughts in his heart, so he refuses to look at other girls?
The more Yang Yun thought about it, the more worried she became, and she sighed frequently on the bus.
Xie Zhengguo comforted her in a low voice:
"Okay, don't worry about it. Descendants have their own fate. If he doesn't find the girl he likes, it means that the fate is not there. Let him go."
Yang Yun rolled her eyes at him and said angrily:< br>
"You said it quite easily. Is this something I can stop worrying about if I don't worry about it?"
Then you have to be able to control it!
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Let’s not mention the Xie family’s affairs for now, let’s talk about the situation of He Hongjin in his hometown.
He Hongjin had been away from home for a month to see a doctor, and returned home from northern Beijing. Although his skin color was still dark, it was still much fairer than before.
You Qi had a haircut and came back wearing neat new clothes.
Uncles and old comrades in the village came to visit him and said that he was as decent as the old men in the city.
He Hongjin waved his hand and said with a smile:
"It can't be compared with the people in the city. I think the old men in the city are really leisurely and respectable. After breakfast and dinner, there are people playing chess and leaf cards in the park. Occasionally, you can see someone walking with those talking birds. !”
“Is it true? Are there no more landlords in the city? How does it sound like what you said? What about the life of the rich old man in the past? "
"Oh, you really asked me. I don't know whether to fight the landlord or not. Anyway, I think the people in the city are quite kind. "
Revolving around the topics in the capital city, the little old man in the village is keen to go to He's house to inquire about it, chatting for several days, never getting tired of talking.
Later, Fu Jingyou developed and sent back photos of He Hong visiting Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City.
He Hongjin showed it to the old guys in the village.
Among the group of young old men, there were many who had never been out of the county. After seeing the photos, they all envied He Hong for entering the capital and meeting the world.
He Hongjin may not have a high emotional intelligence, but he is sincere in his heart. He comforted his old friends who grew up wearing crotchless pants and said:
"You have seen these things in the photos. Photos are like going to the scene, that’s all.”
A group of young old men laughed at He Hongjin’s words, and they all laughed and said that it was only thanks to him that they could see places so far away from the capital. Son.
He Hongjin laughed and chatted with them.
In addition to dealing with a group of bitter old men in the village, He Hongjin also did another big thing after returning to his hometown.
I just called Brother He back and ran back and forth to the brigade to stamp the seal and create a document.
He is almost the same age now, and his health is not as good as before. As the eldest son, Brother He should provide them with alimony.
He Hongjin didn’t ask for much, just five yuan a month.
Brother He was afraid that his eldest brother and sister-in-law would have other excuses.
When the brigade was writing the paperwork, they added an extra note: the second-bedroom brother-in-law would receive an alimony of five yuan a month, just like the first-born housemate.
But even so, Brother He was still unhappy.
Zhao Lanxiang was quite unconvinced. She didn't give her parents a few yuan during the holidays. Why should her parents-in-law be asked to pay five yuan every month when they sit doing nothing?
After Zhao Lanxiang finished making trouble in the county, she went back to Lao He's house to make trouble. It was unfair and she wanted to separate the family.
He Hongjin couldn't get angry. He tried hard to control it but was still so angry that he sat on the chair and twitched.
Chen Guifen was afraid that he would get angry, so she took a broom and beat Zhao Lanxiang outside the house:
"We should separate the families, right? That's okay! How much did it cost for your father-in-law to go to Beijing for medical treatment?" How much money does your family have? "
"You think splitting up the family will solve the problem? If you want to split up the family, you have to share half of the medical expenses! It doesn't matter if you don't want to, and don't even want the boss's job. Do you think I can go there? The county is suing you!”
Zhao Lan was so fragrant that she screamed:
"He is not your son anymore? You used to favor the man named Fu, and now you want to ruin your own son's future!"
Chen Guifen has long seen through it. .
What about my biological son?
If you are not filial, you are the same as having nothing!
"Get out of here! If you want to separate the family, share the medical expenses. If you don't want to share the money, just pay alimony to me honestly!"
Compared with the useless son, my wife is definitely more important.
Chen Guifen scolded and hit Zhao Lanxiang with the broom in her hand.
It doesn’t stop until you drive the person out of the yard.
“You are a shameless thing, your conscience has been eaten by dogs! How dare you try it without paying! Just give me the northwest wind as a family!”
Zhao Lanxiang died, and she went back to make trouble with Brother He again.
Zhao Lanxiang actually expected that the old couple would not be able to take the step of filing a complaint.
So she just didn’t want to give the five yuan every month.
Brother He indulged her because he was his own mother after all, so he probably still had a trace of conscience in his heart.
Or maybe it’s because I’m afraid that when the fallen leaves return to their roots and return to the village, someone will remember this and poke my spine.
So no matter how much Zhao Lanxiang makes trouble, even if he fights every day over five dollars.
In the end, Brother He insisted on taking the money.
The family disputes in my hometown seem absurd and reasonable, but the only ones who are troubled by this are the old He family.
Fu Family Courtyard in Beijing was temporarily away from the hustle and bustle, but there were new busy things.
Time has entered December, and China is about to enter the 1980s.
This quarter of study will be coming to an end in another month, and it will gradually come to an end.
Fu Jingyou achieved excellent results in the practical course and received an olive branch from the mechanical and electrical plant.
Ask him if he would like to work as an intern in the factory during the winter vacation. The salary will be half of that of a regular junior worker, which is 20 yuan per month.
Fu Jingyou has been without income for too long. Being able to earn money and study in the factory is a good job for him.
But he also agreed with the director of the electromechanical factory that he would enter the factory a few days later during the winter vacation.
There have been several issues of newspapers in Beijing recently, among which two topics have been the most discussed.
One is the grassroots lump sum policy, and the other is Guangzhou and Shenzhen’s policy of allowing self-employed businesses to be established.
Fu Jingyou smelled some signs and planned to take a trip to see the situation if he had a chance.
The director of the electromechanical factory just thought that he was too tired from school and wanted to rest for a few days after the holidays, so he agreed directly without asking any questions.
Let him rest and report directly to the factory.
Fu Jingyou nodded and agreed immediately.