Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

Chapter 389

"I gave some to the workers to try so they could put in a little effort when building their new house. It wasn't like I was just giving it away for no reason. And you start yelling at me like that, Mom! Do you even consider me your son? Besides, Jinxiang is my wife, and I'm definitely bringing her back to the Zhao family someday. If you're not happy about that, Mom, I think we should separate the family sooner rather than later. Once we separate, no one should interfere with anyone else!"

Wang Guixiang's veins bulged with anger; she wanted nothing more than to rush forward and give this brat a good beating. She first put the fruit and eggs aside, then picked up a broom and said with exasperation, "You good-for-nothing Zhao Tiesheng! I've wasted my time raising you! How dare you mention dividing the family property? Let me tell you, as long as your father and I are here, don't even think about dividing the family. Stay home obediently and don't cause any trouble. I think you've been bewitched by that vixen, daring to treat your mother like this! I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son!"

The yard erupted in chaos, with chickens and dogs running amused Zhao Da'e watching from the sidelines. Previously, it was always Wang Guixiang who beat her, and she couldn't retaliate, while Zhao Tiesheng watched. Now, it was her father's turn to be beaten, and she was just watching. How the tables had turned!

Zhao Tiesheng's arm ached from the beatings. Upon closer inspection, it was covered in red welts. The repeated beatings had irritated his temper, and he roared, "Hit me! Hit me! What right do you have to hit me! What did I do wrong? When Tiegang took fruit and eggs to his father-in-law's house, you not only didn't say anything, but you even let him take more. But when it's my turn, you're always making excuses and refusing to do it! Mom! How can you be so biased! You only hit my family! You wouldn't even dare to hit the third son's family! You've never even hit the third son! Da'e is so much more obedient than the third son, but you just can't stand her. You're always ordering her around, or hitting and scolding her. If she gets even a little dirty, you beat or scold her! But when Yongbo rolls around on the ground covered in mud, you not only don't scold or hit him, but you carefully hold him, afraid he'll get hurt!"

"Mom, they're all your grandsons! How can you be so biased!"

“Even me! I’m honest with myself, I’ve been filial enough to you. I give you and Dad money every holiday, and you still complain that I don’t give enough. But Tie Gang didn’t give a single penny, and you not only didn’t complain, but you even went to ask him if he had enough money. You always do it secretly, thinking I don’t know, but I know very well in my heart.”

Zhao Tiesheng spoke loudly, as if only in this way could he vent his hatred. His eyes were red, and he glared fiercely at Wang Guixiang, as if he wanted her to give him some answer.

Wang Guixiang trembled, and slammed the broom she was holding to the ground. How dare Zhao Tiesheng! How dare he!

Wang Guixiang held her breath and stepped forward, raising her hand to slap Zhao Tiesheng hard across the face.

Snapped!

The crisp applause echoed around them. Zhao Tiesheng was stunned. He covered his face in disbelief, looked up at Wang Guixiang, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"Mom, you hit me..."

Tears welled in Wang Guixiang's eyes as she slapped him again, crying as she hit him, "You unfilial son! How dare you talk to your mother like that! You're the second son in the family, the second brother, what's wrong with letting your younger brother have his way! And how can Yongbo compare to that little slut? Yongbo is the son of the family, the root of the Zhao family. That little slut will still get married and leave eventually. A married daughter is like water spilled from a cup; she's just raising another family's daughter, don't you understand? You don't have a son, how can you support your parents in old age with just your daughter? I think you're confused. You should give the money to your third brother to help raise Yongbo. When your nephew grows up and is capable, he will also support you, his second uncle!"

Zhao Tiesheng was shocked by Wang Guixiang's words. He looked at Wang Guixiang in disbelief, and a surge of anger rose up. The anger had taken over his reason. Zhao Tiesheng pushed Wang Guixiang's hand away, grabbed the fruits and eggs, and threw them hard on the ground. As if that wasn't enough, Zhao Tiesheng stomped on them hard, crushing the fruits and eggs to a pulp before he felt a little relieved.

Looking at the trampled fruits and broken eggs, Wang Guixiang felt a pang of heartache. "Are you crazy?!"

Zhao Tiesheng broke down, pointing at himself and cursing, "Yes! I'm crazy! I'm crazy! How could I have a mother like you! You actually told me not to raise my daughter but to raise my third brother's son instead, Mom, what kind of twisted logic is that! Now Da'e is really capable, she's only seven years old and she dares to go out and earn money, she's more capable than any of us here!"

Zhao Tiesheng almost always yelled at Wang Guixiang. Only afterward did he feel a little better. He was really crazy. His own mother's differential treatment of him was truly heartbreaking for Zhao Tiesheng.

The idea of ​​separating from the family had taken hold of him. He couldn't stand staying in this house any longer. He wished he could finish building the house right now, move to the new house, and never see Wang Guixiang again, so they could each live their own lives.

Wang Guixiang trembled with rage. She picked up the basket that had fallen to the ground and slammed it down on Zhao Tiesheng, yelling, "Get out! Get out of here! From now on, you are no longer my son! Get out!"

Zhao Tiesheng said with red eyes, "Fine, I'll get out then! Do you think I care?"

Zhao Tiesheng went straight out of the courtyard, wiping away his tears as he walked.

Zhao Da'e was waiting outside. When Zhao Tiesheng saw Zhao Da'e, he wiped away his tears, trying to hide his ugly appearance from her.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

"Big Goose, let's hurry up and go pick up the workers. We can't keep them waiting too long."

Zhao Tiesheng felt utterly disheartened. He had sacrificed so much for the Zhao family, neglecting his wife and daughter. Now, his wife had gone back to her parents' home and refused to come back, and his daughter was staying with her aunt and refused to return. Only today did he see his mother's true colors: biased, extremely biased.

In the end, his mother only cared about his younger brother and sister. In her eyes, he was not even worth a weed. No matter what happened, he asked himself if he had ever wronged Wang Guixiang. As a result, in her eyes, whatever he did was wrong.

Since that's the case, it's better to separate sooner rather than later and not live together, so as to avoid getting annoyed by seeing each other.

Zhao Da'e also offered some rare words of comfort to Zhao Tiesheng, "Dad, the Zhao family is Grandpa and Grandma's home, and Uncle's home, but it's not our home. If we had our own house, we would have the courage to break the pot and leave without hesitation. That's the greatest sense of security that our own house gives us."

“Just like today, Grandma can tell you to get out and leave. She has said these words to me before. Moreover, I am a daughter. In the village, most daughters are not entitled to have their own rooms. Therefore, my obsession with building a new house is not much less than yours.”

Zhao Da'e was filled with emotion. In both her past and present lives, she had never had her own room or private space. Now that she had money, she was determined to build herself a big house, a home that truly belonged to her, where no one would dare to tell her to get out of her room.

A house is a place to rely on, a source of security, and one's fallback plan.

It wasn't just Zhao Da'e who felt this way; Cheng Jinxiang also shared the same sentiment. When she stayed at Zhao's house, she was bossed around by Wang Guixiang and subjected to all sorts of accusations, making her life uncomfortable.

Even when she goes back to her parents' home, if she stays there for too long, her older brother and sister-in-law will dislike her. A woman's life is like a dandelion. When she is young, she stays at her parents' home. After marriage, she stays at her in-laws' home. After her children grow up, she stays at her children's home. When conflicts arise one day, she will be the only one who leaves the family. She is like a duckweed, drifting aimlessly.

Therefore, Cheng Jinxiang wanted to build a new house and have a small family of her own time and time again, but unfortunately, she had a weak husband and parents-in-law who favored sons over daughters. All the money she had saved was borrowed away by her parents-in-law through various means.

But things are different now. The new house is about to be built, and soon they will have their own home.

There was still hope for the future. Whenever Cheng Jinxiang thought about having her own house soon, she worked even harder.

Over here, Zhao Da'e and Zhao Tiesheng finally reached the outside of the village and waited for the bus for the renovation workers from the city to arrive.

Zhao Tiesheng was carrying a small bamboo basket containing three bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor) that he had bought with his own money. Originally, Zhao Tiesheng wanted to buy some fruits, but Zhao Da'e said that Master Chai Zhiyong's favorite drink was baijiu, so Zhao Tiesheng paid for the three bottles out of his own pocket.

He had some misunderstandings with Chai Zhiyong, and thought that Chai Zhiyong was having an affair with Cheng Jinxiang. Now that Master Chai Zhiyong was coming to help him build a new house, Zhao Tiesheng felt ashamed and embarrassed to face Chai Zhiyong, so he bought some liquor and wanted to apologize to Master Chai Zhiyong on the spot.

Soon, a bus pulled up, and three workers got off. In the middle was Chai Zhiyong, whom Zhao Da'e knew very well. The two middle-aged men next to him were people Zhao Da'e had seen before. When she first met Chai Zhiyong, those two workers were also there. Chai Zhiyong had told her that these two workers were very skilled, trustworthy, and responsible.

Moreover, the two workers are cousins, both surnamed Zhang. One is named Zhang Yi and the other Zhang Er. Just by looking at their names, you can tell they are brothers.

When Zhao Tiesheng met Chai Zhiyong, he was undeniably a little embarrassed and said apologetically, "Hello, Master Zhang and Master Chai, thank you for coming all the way from the county town."

Chai Zhiyong nodded calmly, "It's alright, Da'e paid us wages too, there's no need to say thank you."

Zhao Da'e's lips curled up, his eyes lit up as he looked at the two Zhang masters, "These two must be the Zhang masters, right? I've heard Master Chai mention you before. Your house-building skills are top-notch. I'll have to trouble you two to help me build my new house in the next few days."

Zhang Yi shook his head, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. "It's a must. If I don't build a good house, wouldn't that ruin my reputation? Then I might as well quit this business."

Zhang Er, being more outgoing, patted his chest and assured him, "Young boss, don't worry, you've paid the three of us, so I'll definitely build this new house for you!"

Only after receiving the guarantee was Zhao Da'e satisfied.

Zhao Tiesheng hesitated for a moment, then handed the small bamboo basket to Chai Zhiyong. Under Chai Zhiyong's questioning gaze, Zhao Tiesheng explained apologetically, "Um... Master Chai, I have offended you before, please forgive me. Don't hold it against someone like me. This is an apology. I heard from Da'e that you like to drink baijiu, so I bought some baijiu."

"Oh, and there are two other chefs too. I didn't know what your preferences were, so I bought some other wines. I hope you like them too."

All of this money was from Zhao Tiesheng's personal savings account. When he spent it, Zhao Tiesheng felt a little pained, but when he thought about how these craftsmen had come to help him build his new house and that he had to treat them well, he immediately stopped feeling the pain. Some money should be spent.

When Chai Zhiyong saw the three bottles of his favorite baijiu, his eyes suddenly lit up. He swallowed hard, resisted the urge to drink it on the spot, hesitated for a moment, and then accepted the liquor.

Since Zhao Tiesheng said that the liquor was an apology to him, he had no reason not to accept it, especially since he also liked to drink liquor.

Zhao Tiesheng's politeness won the favor of the other two craftsmen, who secretly thought that the new house of this homeowner must be built well.

After chatting politely for a while, Zhao Da'e led the three masters into the village. It was almost noon, time for lunch.

This noon, Cheng Jinxiang specially bought some delicious food to treat the chefs.

They bought fish to make soup, killed a chicken to braise, and stir-fried several of their signature dishes, which were absolutely delicious and visually appealing. Now that Zhao Da'e has made money, he also gives Cheng Jinxiang some living expenses, tens or hundreds of yuan at a time, so that Cheng Jinxiang can improve her life. For example, he is never stingy when it comes to food, and she can eat meat almost every meal.

Zhao Da'e called Zhao Tiesheng over to help move the table into the yard. When Chai Zhiyong saw this, he came over to help, but Zhao Tiesheng quickly refused, "Master Chai, you don't need to help. You are guests, and there's no reason for guests to come and help. We'll do it."

Before we could finish speaking, the table had already been moved.

Zhao Tiesheng wouldn't let Chai Zhiyong and the others help, but Chai Zhiyong stood in the yard watching Zhao Tiesheng busy himself and couldn't sit still. Later, Zhao Tiesheng asked Zhao Dage to go and bring over four more long benches. When Chai Zhiyong saw this, he slapped his thighs and exclaimed, "Here comes the work!"

Zhao Tiesheng told him not to come and help, but Zhao Dage didn't say he wouldn't help her. Besides, Zhao Dage was the one who paid him a salary, so why should he listen to Zhao Tiesheng? So, as soon as Zhao Tiesheng finished speaking, Chai Zhiyong volunteered to help move the long bench.

Zhao Da'e didn't say anything when she saw it. Anyway, it wasn't her who was moving it, so she was happy to be relaxed and carefree.

Even the two Mr. Zhangs came forward to help, each carrying a long bench and placing it in the yard.

“From now on, please let us two brothers do this kind of hard work. Don’t let the kids do it. The boss is so young, his arms look like they’re all bones. How can he do such tiring work?”