Luo Zhiming’s true purpose was exactly that; he imdiately smiled and urged Zhou Yuni, "Then Mom, you go and tell Big Brother."
"I will go right now." Zhou Yuni got up and was about to walk to the yard.
"That won’t do." Luo Dashan, who was just about to co to the kitchen, overheard the whole thing from outside and ca out imdiately to stop her,
"This is a problem caused by Zhiming himself; we cannot add to the troubles of Zhiyong and Pingying. For now, let’s not even talk about whether Pingying really earned that much money in a month, even if she did, that is money she worked hard for. Why should they have to pay for Zhiming’s ssed-up issues?"
Zhou Yuni glanced at Luo Dashan with annoyance and pushed him aside, "You step aside. Apart from Pingying’s place, where else can our family co up with so much money?"
Luo Dashan glared fiercely at Luo Zhiming, "Then let him figure it out himself. He had the guts to fool around with won, he should have thought about the consequences. If all else fails, just do what Zhiyong said, report it to the Police Station and see what they can do."
"You..." Zhou Yuni was so angry that she pointed at Luo Dashan and scolded, "You are inhuman, that sort of thing you can actually say. If he really goes to jail, how would Zhiming ever face anyone when he gets out? His life would be ruined then."
On hearing this, Luo Zhiming looked at Luo Dashan with a sense of grievance too and said, "Yeah, Dad, I know you’re worried about Big Brother, but I am your son too. Now that the mistake has been made, do you really want to go to prison?"
"You..." Luo Dashan knew in his heart that it was unreasonable to ask his eldest son and daughter-in-law for the money, but when it ca to having his younger son go to jail, he couldn’t harden his heart after all.
In their village, there’s a saying, "Avoid officialdom in life, avoid hell in death." If soone really goes to jail, they’re looked down upon after they get out.
Thus, Luo Dashan softened up as well and did not stop Zhou Yuni from discussing the situation with Luo Zhiyong; he only asked Zhou Yuni to inquire casually, and if Luo Zhiyong was unwilling, not to force it.
Zhou Yuni went to Luo Zhiyong’s room, initially not ntioning the money. She just started to put covers and such from the cupboard onto Luo Zhiyong’s bed, saying with a hint of flattery, "I’ll heat up this bed for you in a bit, it’ll be so warm to sleep on, definitely warr than the beds in the army."
Luo Zhiyong had a feeling that Zhou Yuni ca in not just to make his bed, that she had sothing else in mind.
But he didn’t ask; he just said indifferently, "No worries, I am staying just for one night, I will leave tomorrow. Just make sure the blankets are thick enough."
Zhou Yuni, upon hearing this, imdiately sat down across from Luo Zhiyong, saying sowhat reluctantly, "You’ve finally co back, stay a few more days at ho, look, after both of you left, it’s just your father and I at ho every day, staring at each other, it’s really too quiet here."
Luo Zhiyong also felt a bit guilty for not being able to be by his parents’ side and spoke with a softer voice to Zhou Yuni, "Mom, we’re grown up, we naturally have to go out and do our own things. If you have nothing to do at ho, you should chat with the villagers. We used to have Hong Lan keeping you company at least, but now she is grown up too."
When Zhou Yuni brought up Hong Lan, she imdiately smiled and asked Luo Zhiyong, "By the way, how is Hong Lan doing with your wife’s work? How much money can she make in a month?"
"Mom, don’t ask about this. I’ve already told Hong Lan to save the money herself, and if it cos to it, when she gets married, you won’t even need to worry about providing a dowry. She can pay for it herself," Luo Zhiyong replied, concerned that Zhou Yuni would get the idea of taking Hong Lan’s earnings, and tried to persuade her,
"She originally said she would send you five yuan a month, but I told her not to. It’s not easy for soone in her teens to work and make money outside. Plus, you two aren’t lacking money to spend."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuni instantly beca agitated and yelled, "How am I not short of money to spend? Did your wife not tell you that since they left, he only sends ten to twenty yuan a month? The first month it was ten yuan, this month a little more, fifteen yuan."
"Fifteen yuan?" Luo Zhiyong frowned and looked at her.
"Yeah, just that much. Didn’t she tell you that she can send back whatever amount she likes?" Thinking it was Luo Zhiyong who gave more and Fang Pingying who pocketed the money, Zhou Yuni pursed her lips and started expressing her discontent with Fang Pingying,
"Zhiyong, see for yourself, I always said your wife is too crafty. She seems diligent on the surface and treats us well, but behind your back, she sses things up. Has she been keeping the money you ant to send us?"
"No, I told her sending ten yuan a month was enough. With no one at ho now, just the two of you, how much can you spend in a month?" Luo Zhiyong said sowhat displeased.
He had indeed instructed Fang Pingying to send only ten yuan a month; he hadn’t expected her to send more, which ward his heart.
He felt wronged for his wife being squeezed by Zhou Yuni in such a way. His wife was not only filial to the elderly at ho but also took great care of his siblings. Yet, it seed that nothing she did could satisfy them.
"Ah?" Zhou Yuni thought she had heard wrong and was dumbfounded.
Luo Zhiyong nodded at her, confirming once again, "No mistake, I said a lesser amount, but my wife sent more than that and she didn’t tell ."
"Zhiyong, you this..." Zhou Yuni looked at Luo Zhiyong, displeased, "How is ten yuan enough? The New Year is approaching, and I need to prepare for the festivities. Plus, when Cui Lan gets married, it’s bound to cost so money. Everywhere in the house, we need money."
"When it’s close to the New Year, I have plans already and will send you more," Luo Zhiyong glanced outside the courtyard, surmising that Cui Lan rarely ca ho now. He shook his head,
"As for Cui Lan’s wedding, I won’t manage the specifics. Whether you want to prepare a feast is up to you and Dad. When the New Year arrives, I’ll give her so money to either buy a dowry or take to the Zhang family, just as Pingying and I promised before."
"Forget about Cui Lan’s affair; you don’t have to give her anything. Anything you give is just benefiting the Zhang family. Look at that girl, she hardly ever cos back ho these days. Whenever she does, it’s only to take so things and then leave. Many people in the village are gossiping about our family; I don’t even want to bother with her anymore," Zhou Yuni said, then suddenly, a shrewd glint flickered in her eyes as she watched Luo Zhiyong, "You might as well give what you are going to give Cui Lan, and I’ll arrange so things for her."
"Mom, don’t worry about matters between us siblings from now on. You just need to take good care of yourself and Dad at ho, so we don’t worry when we are away," Luo Zhiyong looked at her with a very serious expression, leaving no room for argunt, "As for the money for the family, I will arrange it. I won’t let you or Dad go hungry."
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