Two generations of military wives compete for time

Chapter 39 Greed and Demand

After handling Mr. Qian's funeral, Qian's father and Qian Zuhui discussed building a new house. Qian Zuhui and Gao Cuihua immediately became excited. Qian's father conveyed Qian Yizhen's intention to them.

Qian Zuhui said: "If you want to build one, build a better one. Erlengzi's family just built a big tiled house, which is spacious, bright and magnificent."

Qian's father asked: "How much money do you two have now?"

Gao Cuihua took out her money bag and said, "There is more than 100 yuan in it, which is the money collected for grandpa's funeral. We don't have any other money."

"Qian Zuhui, this is how you live your life, eating and drinking all day long." Qian's father said unhappily.

Qian Zuhui said shamelessly: "Don't we have sister Yizhen to help us?"

"Go and find out first how much it costs to build a house, and then we can discuss how to build it appropriately. Yizhen's money didn't come from the wind, so we should save as much as we can." Dad Qian said seriously to Qian Zuhui and his wife.

Qian Zuhui left in a huff. Qian's father came to visit Qian Chenglong, the elder of the Qian family, carrying two bottles of malted milk and two packs of Daqianmen cigarettes. He also asked about the market for building houses in the village and asked Qian Chenglong to help with the procurement of bricks, tiles, stones, etc., and the recruitment and supervision of construction workers such as masons. Qian Chenglong readily agreed.

The initial budget for building a house was 1,500 yuan for five brick houses, a kitchen, a simple toilet, a courtyard wall and a large gate. Dad Qian estimated the amount of money he had and agreed to this construction plan.

After one and a half months of intensive construction, the new house is about to be completed. Dad Qian has paid the workers, but there are still some finishing works to be done slowly. Dad Qian has always been worried about Mom Qian, so he is ready to go back to the provincial capital and asks Qian Zuhui to write a letter to Qian Yiyun to pick him up.

Qian Zuhui and Gao Cuihua's family happily moved into the new house. Gao Cuihua looked at the empty new house and came up with a plan. She urged her two sons to ask Qian's father for money: "Grandpa, I want a bed, a big wardrobe, and a big table like the ones in Dachengzi's house... I want to eat pig heads and fried dough twists. Give me the money quickly. Hum."

Father Qian looked at his two grandsons who looked like fat pigs and said helplessly, "Ask your parents for money. Grandpa has no money."

"Grandpa has money. It's in your underwear pocket. Dad saw it. It's bulging. You have a lot of money." Goudan and Gouhuan said hurriedly.

After saying that, the two grandsons pounced on Qian's father and tried to search the pockets of their grandfather's underwear. Qian Zuhui also stepped forward to help. After a while, Qian's father's money was in Qian Zuhui's hands. Gao Cuihua snatched the money from Qian Zuhui's hand and walked out of the door with her body weighing more than 200 pounds shaking.

The 3,000 yuan that Qian's father brought from the provincial capital was used to pay for Grandpa Qian's funeral and the construction of a new house. The remaining money was swept away by Zuhui's family. Qian's father wanted to cry but had no tears. If a son is not well-educated, it is the father's fault.

Qian Yiyun and Shi Jiayang had a bumpy journey from the provincial capital to Qian Zuhui's home in Lijia Village. Seeing the newly built house, Qian Yiyun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Sister Yizhen's money should not have been squandered by the spendthrift Qian Zuhui and Gao Cuihua.

When I walked into the house, Dad Qian was tidying the yard listlessly. When he saw Qian Yiyun, he immediately put down the broom, got up, went back to the house to pack his luggage, and went out to get in the car. He didn't want to stay here for even a minute.

Qian Yiyun was a little puzzled: "Dad, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"That bastard Qian Zuhui took all the money I had with me. I'm so pissed. Let's go, let's go quickly. I don't want to see the unfilial descendants of the Qian family."

Qian Yiyun asked about the situation and was furious: "Qian Zuhui, come out here, are you still a human being? This is called robbery, it is illegal."

Qian Zuhui shamelessly said: "You are talking nonsense. It is only natural for sons and grandsons to take money from their own fathers and grandfathers. You have no right to interfere."

Qian Yiyun: "You rascal, Grandpa Qian, Grandma Qian, and Dad Qian loved you so much when you were a child, you are a heartless and ruthless prodigal son." Qian Yiyun was so angry that he was gasping for breath.

"Qian Zuhui, listen to me. I have long anticipated your rogue behavior. Sister Yizhen wants you to write an IOU for 2,800 yuan, to be paid back within ten years. Write the IOU right now." Qian Yiyun took out a pen and paper from the car with an angry look on her face and ordered Qian Zuhui to write the IOU.

Qian Zuhui crossed his legs and said, "I won't write it. I won't write it. What can you do to me? Are you going to tear down this newly built house?"

Qian Yiyun was so angry that her face turned red and she was speechless.

Dad Qian's eyes were bulging with anger, and he raised his hand to slap Qian Zuhui, but Gao Cuihua stood in front of Dad Qian with her fat body.

Shi Jiayang stepped forward and supported Qian's father: "Uncle Qian, come on, get in the car, we won't bother with them. It's not worth it to make people angry to death." He waved his hand at Qian Yiyun.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.