When he came back this time, Ling Jianjun didn't take the initiative to give half of the money to Ling Youhua and Shuzhen.

Ling Shuyao happened to deliver the things bought by General Ling Jianjun at this time.

"Grandpa, grandma, this is what my father bought for you."

After putting down her things, Ling Shuyao ran away without giving Ling Youhua a chance to ask questions. How could they let them bother their parents?

"Your dad is back, why doesn't he come to see me?"

Ling Youhua just asked, but Ling Shuyao had already run away, replied "My dad will be here soon" and disappeared without a trace.

"This kid is getting more and more unruly."

She Zhangzhen was very dissatisfied. In the past, this cheap son was always the first to bring money to them when he earned it. Ever since Ling Shuyao, this little girl, got sick, everything seemed to have changed.

The well-behaved and obedient son is gone, and so is the submissive daughter-in-law. What kind of calligraphy skills is this clever little Ling Shuyao still learning? This is not their money spent, it hurts to think about it.

Ling Jianjun then handed the money to Liu Lian and put it away, and Ling Youhua asked Xu Mao to call him.

Seeing Xu Mao coming, Liu Lian winked at Ling Jianjun and asked him to go with Xu Mao, and she would be here soon.

Ling Jianjun took out the children's clothes he had bought and gave them to Xu Mao in men's styles. Xu Mao was very happy and did not forget what his grandma and grandpa told him.

"Uncle, my grandma and the others asked you to come over. They said they haven't seen you for a long time and miss you very much!"

"Okay, uncle knows, I will go with you right away."

"good". Xu Mao walked in front holding the denim cotton jacket, looking left and right, his steps fast, and the proud eyebrows on his face could not hide his happiness.

Ling Jianjun couldn't help but smile knowingly when he looked at him. Children are children. There are so many colorful sausages, but they are all taught by adults.

After straightening their expressions, Ling Jianjun and Xu Mao entered the main room one after another. Ling Youhua sat on the bamboo chair on the left side of the main room, puffing away at a cigarette.

"Grandpa, my uncle bought me new clothes, they look good."

"Well, take it to your grandma."

Xu Mao happily ran to find Shu Zhen.

"came back?"

"Yes, I asked Yaoyao to bring you food first. She can't carry the big things. I also bought two pieces of clothes for you, the second elder."

"You guys try it first to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it to a tailor shop to have it altered. It will be perfect for these two days."

Ling Youhua nodded and blew out the smoke. He frowned and jumped to the topic:

"Put it there! I'll try it later. What's your salary when you go to the city this time?"

"I asked someone to find out, and the salary in Huacheng is not low. You have been here for so long, you should have gained something!"

Ling Jianjun hoped that Ling Youhua would care about him, even if he just asked briefly, how is his health? Are there any injuries? Are you tired from work or something?

As soon as this leader Youhua opened his mouth, his heartfelt joy was like a joke. Although they are not his biological parents, they have raised him till he grows up. How can you be so cold-blooded?

"Well, it's not bad. Thanks to Brother You, I will have work to do as soon as I go, and my wages will be paid on time."

Ling Jianjun responded in a low voice.

"Tell me more specifically, how much have you earned? Are you still short of manpower?"

"Que, we are going back a few days early. The construction site officially has a holiday on the 25th. What we earn is hard-earned money, not much, just the normal market price. The big workers are given thirty, and the small workers are given twenty. "

Ling Youhua held a leaf cigarette in his mouth, lowered his eyes, and tapped his legs back and forth with his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Dad," Ling Jianjun called twice.

"Well, let's do this. The New Year is coming soon. I will use two-thirds of the money you earn this time and leave the rest to you."

"It costs money to prepare things for the New Year at home, and it also costs money to go to your sister's place. When visiting relatives and friends, you need money a lot. It will be more convenient for you to bring it over and I will take it and go separately."

"Dad, it's inappropriate for you to do this." Liu Lian happened to come to the main room at this time.

"If these sisters, relatives, and friends are all paid for, then it's okay for us not to interact with each other."

"You are asking for two-thirds of Jianjun's salary, and I don't see you caring about him. You see, it's been so long since he came back, and everyone is still standing, so you can't let him sit down."

Seeing Liu Lian coming over, Shu Zhen also walked out of the back room. Leaning against the door frame: "Why doesn't it fit? I think it fits very well. Also, this is my own home, do I need to invite someone to sit down?"

Ling Youhua: "In the end, we are all a family. There is no difference between the money in your hands and mine. You young people spend money lavishly and have no restraint at all."

"I've spent everything that should be spent and shouldn't be spent. I ask you to give me two-thirds. First, I need money to visit relatives and friends during the New Year. Second, we seniors don't have much to spend, so I can help you save!"

Statement Zhen: "That's not true. We have to work hard to manage money."

Liu Lian: "Mom, Dad, let's not say it so nice. We don't care about what you are taking the money for. But it just doesn't work today."

"Jianjun went out for almost three months and didn't come home. When he came back, he bought you food and drink. There are also two clothes here. He has done a good job. Even if you raise him, it won't be that good." The commanding one."

As she said this, Liu Lian took out two hundred yuan and put it on the table.

"This is what we, as sons and daughters-in-law, should honor you. Yaoyao will go to school next year. There is still a lot of money to spend. We can only give you so much, and we don't have much."

"Why don't you? You've been out leading the Army for a few months, and you've only earned a few hundred dollars? What kind of book does she need to read that requires thousands of dollars?"

"Dad, I won't say any more. Tomorrow is the New Year, and it's almost the Chinese New Year. It's really boring to argue about it. Why don't you think about it carefully during this period. If you really don't want to spend time with us as a couple, you can just split up. "

Ling Jianjun looked at his wife. It was Liu Lian who always did the offending things. It didn't matter that he always hid behind her.

"Dad, Mom, I have also thought about it for a long time. In the many years I have led the family, I think I have done a good job. I respect the elderly at the top and love the young at the bottom. I have never been embarrassed by my sisters, uncles, and relatives. This time I also want to Say a word for yourself.”

"If you think I've treated you badly, let's just do what Alian said and live separately."

"It all comes down to my inability as a son. I can only do this and cannot meet your requirements."

"I find that you two are very interesting. It's your fault for saying such nice things. It's our fault for co-writing. Isn't it enough for you to get a living allowance to cover family expenses?"

"If you take too much, you have to divide the family. I usually receive Shuyao's food and clothing, but I interfere with your family's expenses? Are you two heartless? You think we are old, so you want to kick us out!" "

Liu Lian was so angry that she couldn't believe her ears. It was like a thunderbolt hit her head. This ability to knock her down showed that Zhen was really proficient in playing! It’s hard not to admire him or not.

"What? I don't have control over the money we jointly earn, Mom, can you please understand? This has been liberated for decades, it's not your old society, what do you want to eat!"

After saying that, she turned around and left. She didn't bother to care about the arrogant Shu Zhenzhen behind her, and Ling Youhua, who only pointed fingers at you and you.

Ling Jianjun saw Liu Lian walking away angrily, turned around and followed her. I was in a good mood when I went home today. I made money and bought things. I just wanted to come back to have a good New Year and spend time with my wife and daughter.

"Daughter-in-law, don't get sick from anger."

"Don't let me get sick from anger. When we quarrel, you talk like that saw-mouthed gourd. You can't even make a fart for a long time."

"What else can I point at you?"

"It's no use. Come on, I have something to do." After saying that, he got up and went to chop bamboo.

Xiaonian has to clean the house, sweep dust inside and outside, etc.

Ling Shuyao ran away before, but Xu Mao was not so lucky. Children always watch quarrels, which still has an impact on their hearts.

For example, now, Xu Mao has always felt that Liu Lian is not good, and always makes trouble with his grandma and grandpa. He doesn't understand what separation of families means, but he can tell that his grandma and grandpa are unwilling.

Xu Mao thought that his parents would be back soon. When his parents came back, he must tell them and ask them to support his grandma and the others.

After the last quarrel, although they ate and lived together, Liu Lian was obviously still more busy. Shu Zhen and Ling Youhua were often not at home. After dinner, they put on Cheng Guangwaliang's leather shoes and went out.

Years ago, Ling Shuyao had gone to four calligraphy lessons. Her great-great-grandfather had already given her homework. She had been getting familiar with the characteristics of the calligraphy brush and practicing lines. He also gave her several large calligraphy sheets for copying.

On this day, Ling Shuyao was copying copybooks at the table. Suddenly an eleven or twelve-year-old boy came. He reached out and took the pen from Ling Shuyao's hand, and started scribbling on the big characters she had written.

Ling Shuyao took a closer look and saw that this was Zhu Xu, the unfilial son of his eldest aunt's family, the devil incarnate.

"Zhu Xu, come back quickly, or I'll call someone." Ling Shuyao shouted loudly.

"Tsk, who cares?" Zhu Xu threw the brush on the ground, "Well, you have to pick it up yourself!"

Today is Shu Zhen's birthday. Every year on her birthday, several aunts would come back with their husbands and children to celebrate Shu Zhen's birthday and have a family reunion dinner.

This is also the reason why Liu Lian is so busy. Liu Lian is making arrangements for her family. It doesn't matter if she doesn't eat well, or if she eats too well and the family has no money, it's all her own planning.

Ling Shuyao knew that they would come early this morning. In her previous life, her interaction with them only ended when Liu Lian remarried. After Ling Shuyao followed Liu Lian to Jian's house, she broke off all contact with them.

Upon seeing this, Ling Shuyao clenched her little fists. She was too small to be beaten, so she endured it.

Pick it up yourself and wash it in clean water. I am ready to put away my pen and ink and stop writing.

The small figure was collecting things at the table when Zhu Xu ran over quickly and pushed Ling Shuyao's back with both hands.

There happened to be a recently abandoned iron pot in the corner next to the small table. It had a sharp edge. Liu Lian said she would keep it to sell scrap iron.

Ling Shuyao held a brush and a small bucket and tried hard to keep her balance. Unfortunately, her clothes were a bit thick and her movements were not quick. She tripped over the bucket she was holding and knocked her head on it without any bias.

Hearing the sound of "Ah", surging blood flowed down from his forehead, and half of his face was dyed red in an instant.

Seeing this unexpected situation, Zhu Xu quickly took several steps back, turned around and ran away.

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