Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao came to Guangzipi's mother's house with a lot of gifts.
Qiao's father passed away half a year ago. Aunt Qiao informed Qiao Chunyan, but she did not come back to express her condolences on the excuse of being busy with business.
This time when they returned to Jichun, Aunt Qiao wouldn't even let her daughter in.
"Why are you here? I don't have a ruthless daughter like you." Aunt Qiao saw her daughter and son-in-law and almost threw water at them.
"Mom, I am your daughter, this is my natal family, why can't I come?" Qiao Chunyan said to her mother with a smile on her face.
Aunt Qiao said angrily: "You also know that you are the daughter of the Qiao family. Your father's death is such a big deal, but you two didn't even show your face. Now you still have the nerve to come back."
Qiao Chunyan said guiltily: "Mom, I really couldn't leave at that time. Don't I want to come back to see Dad off for the last time? When I think of this, my heart still hurts."
As she spoke, Qiao Chunyan shed tears of regret.
When her daughter cried, Aunt Qiao could no longer keep her cold face, but she still said: "If something happens to you, Cao Debao can't come back? Is there something so important that neither of you two can come back?"
Cao Debao stood aside feeling embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Qiao Chunyan stepped forward, hugged her mother and said coquettishly: "Mom, we have been wandering outside for so many years, and what we miss most is you and the hot noodle soup you made."
Aunt Qiao began to feel a little distressed when she saw her daughter's obviously thin face.
"If I don't come back soon, I think you have no conscience."
Qiao Chunyan said with a bitter face: "Mom, you don't know how difficult it is to make money outside. I am also holding my breath. I will never come back unless I behave like a human being."
Aunt Qiao sighed: "I know you want to be strong since you were a child, but when will you make enough money? It would be great if we just stay at home and live our lives honestly."
Qiao Chunyan wiped her tears and said: "Mom, when we come back this time, we won't leave. I want to come back to take care of you in your old age. I want to buy a big house for you to live in."
Aunt Qiao said angrily: "I live in a big house, it's not very nice here."
Qiao Chunyan said with disdain: "What's so good about the optical film? It's in tatters. When it rains, the ground is covered with mud and you can't walk on it."
Aunt Qiao said: "No matter how bad it is, I will live here for the rest of my life."
Qiao Chunyan said: "That won't work. You have worked hard all your life, and you must enjoy happiness when you get old. I am optimistic about it. A new real estate has opened in Jichun. The house type is quite good. We will buy one of it and you will live with us in the future.
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Aunt Qiao was a little moved by what Qiao Chunyan said.
"Mom, look at us standing here with so many things. Should we go into the house and put things down?" Cao Debao is very good at observing words and expressions.
Aunt Qiao glanced at her daughter and son-in-law, and finally led them into the house.
As soon as Qiao Chunyan entered the house, she started to find fault with the house. She said this was bad and that was bad, and she went over the shortcomings of the house.
Then he started to praise the new house and asked his mother to see it with her own eyes.
When Aunt Qiao wanted to see how nice the new house was, she acted as a check for her daughter.
The three of them left home, took out their photos, took a taxi, and went to see the new house.
Qiao Chunyan's house is located five kilometers east of Guangzi Pian. It is a newly opened community and the first modern community in Jichun.
When it opened, it caused a sensation and attracted many people to come and view the house, but not many people actually bought the house.
Ultimately, it was because of the economic downturn that the developer of the property was in dire straits, and the planned second phase was urgently halted.
Qiao Chunyan's house is located in the middle of the community. It is considered the king of buildings. There is an elevator on the 13th floor.
Aunt Qiao was attracted by the environment of the community as soon as she arrived. Although the occupancy rate is not high now, the clean environment and modern houses are like two worlds in contrast to the phototype.
What Qiao Chunyan bought was a large apartment, 120 square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room. It was a rough house.
"Mom, how about it? The house I bought is pretty good!" Qiao Chunyan said proudly:
"There are three rooms here. Debao and I will have one room, you will have one room, and Niu Niu will have one room. It will be just enough to live in."
"Yes, it is indeed good, but the house is not well decorated and cannot be moved in!" Aunt Qiao said.
Cao Debao said sheepishly: "When we bought a house, we spent almost all of our savings. The remaining money was invested in the business, and the decoration had to be slowed down."
Qiao Chunyan promised her mother: "Mom, don't worry, in two months at most, once the batch of goods in my hand is sold, we will have the money for decoration. We will try to move in before the Chinese New Year."
Aunt Qiao said: "I'm not in a hurry to move in. If it doesn't work out, I still have some money. I'll decorate it for you first, and then pay me back when you have enough money."
Qiao Chunyan said unhappily: "How can we use your pension money? Then what will happen to us?"
Cao Debao also said: "Yes, we can't use your money."
"We are all one family, why bother with this?" Aunt Qiao said indifferently.
Cao Debao said: "Renovation is not a small expense. We plan to decorate it better and make it more comfortable when the time comes. It can also be used as a wedding room when Niu Niu gets married."
Aunt Qiao nodded in agreement and said: "You are right, Niu Niu has grown up and is about to reach the age of marriage. We have a good house at home and it is easy to find a partner."
"That's right, Mom, just keep your heart in mind, our business is doing very well now, and you can enjoy the blessings in the future." Qiao Chunyan said, holding her mother's arm.
Aunt Qiao was very happy that her daughter could still think of her and was willing to provide for her in her old age.
She has given birth to three daughters in her life. The eldest and second child got married early, and her husband is not very capable. He can barely survive, so there is no way he can support her in her old age.
Fortunately, my younger daughter has the ability to buy a big house and is willing to take her to live with her.
"I don't think it's possible to sell the old house in Guangzipi and pay for the decoration for you. Anyway, I will live with you from now on, and there is no point in keeping the old house." Aunt Qiao finally made a decision.
Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao looked at each other with meaningful expressions.
"Can the eldest and second sisters agree to selling the old house?" Qiao Chunyan asked.
"What do you want them to agree to do? The house belongs to me and I can sell it if I want." Aunt Qiao said:
"Many of our neighbors sold their houses and lived with their children."
Cao Debao said: "After all, the old house is the ancestral property. When selling the house, you still have to talk to the eldest and second sisters."
Aunt Qiao thought it was right, so she called her two daughters home that night and informed them of her decision to sell the house.
When the eldest son and the second son heard that the house was to be sold, they quit on the spot. They felt that this was a mother subsidizing the younger daughter, which was unfair to them.
Qiao Chunyan said that she did not want her mother's money and would return all the money to her mother when the business turned around.
The eldest brother and the second child still disagreed and said that it was okay to sell the house, but they had to share it.
Aunt Qiao was so angry that she wanted to share the money with her daughter before she died. It would be uncomfortable for anyone to have this kind of thing happen to her.
In the end, Aunt Qiao kicked out the eldest son and the second son, and insisted on selling the house and giving the money to her youngest daughter.
When Wang Gang received the news, he asked Tu Zhiqiang to find someone to come forward and buy Aunt Qiao's house at a price that was 10% higher than the market price.
The transfer procedures were quickly completed, and Aunt Qiao also received the payment for the house, which was transferred to Qiao Chunyan.
After Qiao Chunyan got the money, she first rented a small house to temporarily house her mother, and then she didn't see anyone all day long.
Aunt Qiao didn't care at first, knowing that her daughter would be busy with business and house decoration, so she would definitely be busy, so she said she could help with the decoration.
"Mom, please rest well at home. I brought you here to enjoy yourself, not to do work. Cao Debao will keep an eye on the house decoration." Qiao Chunyan held her mother down and said.
"I don't think you are too busy. I have nothing to do, so I can help you." Aunt Qiao said.
Cao Debao came over with a plate of fruit and said, "Mom, don't worry about the house. I'll watch it every day. Just wait for two or three months and you can live in it peacefully."
"That's right. You are getting older. Running back and forth is tiring and dangerous. What if something happens along the way?"
"There are so many cars outside now that it's unsafe to go back and forth."
Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan went into battle one after another and finally stabilized Aunt Qiao.
On the Zhou family's side, Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua returned to the capital within a few days, and Zhou Cong and Zhou Ming followed them back.
Originally Wang Gang was worried and wanted Zheng Juan to go back with him, but Zhou Zhigang said that he was not too old to walk and did not need anyone to take him away, so he took his wife and grandson on the plane back to the capital alone.
Not long after Zhou Zhi left, Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang came to Jichun by train.
Zhou Rong became furious as soon as she saw Wang Gang.
"Have you already known about Zhou Bingkun, Yueyue and Zheng Guangming?"
Wang Gang was completely stunned by this sentence, and Zheng Juan was also confused.
"Sister, what happened?" Zheng Juan ran over and wanted to hold Zhou Rong.
"You don't have to pretend to be kind." Zhou Rong pushed Zheng Juan's arm away and shouted angrily: "Have you already had your mind on my Yueyue!"
Zheng Juan said innocently: "Sister, what do you mean by this?"
Wang Gang was not used to Zhou Rong, so he said directly: "Zhou Rong, if you have something to say, if you have nothing else to say, go home and get angry at my wife."
Zhou Rong took out a notebook from her bag and threw it in front of Wang Gang and Zheng Juan.
"See for yourselves!"
Zheng Juan picked up the notebook, flipped through two pages, and said to Zhou Rong with a strange expression: "Is this Yue Yue's diary?"
