jdhmnovel Chapter 715 Is he me?
Chapter 715 Is he me?
Lu Jiangting found it strange. This old lady cared a lot about her grandson, so why would she throw him away like a hot potato?
Isn't she afraid that she might treat Wang Chenchen badly?
"Uncle Lu, I will be very obedient. I won't wear new clothes and I will eat less. Please don't send me away, okay?"
Wang Chenchen stood cautiously at the door, carrying a bag.
Lu Jiangting looked at him, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
In the past, when he looked at Wang Chenchen, it was as if he saw Wang Jianjun.
Now, when he looks at Wang Chenchen, all he can think of is Wang Jianguo's despicable face.
Jiang Mei had already gone far away, and it would be no use for him to throw her back, since he had custody of her.
Lu Jiangting had no choice but to say, "Let's go inside."
Wang Chenchen nodded and slowly went back into the house.
This is the room where Qian Qing lived before, the smallest room in this house.
He went back to his room and took out his things, speaking very softly, afraid of upsetting Lu Jiangting.
Lu Jiangting had mixed feelings.
He knew that adult matters had nothing to do with children.
Humans are not animals; human emotions are so rich.
He has been concerned about this child for several years; he's not entirely without feelings for him.
That's why it's so painful when the truth comes out.
But... he is Wang Jianguo's son, a disgrace to Jianjun.
How could he be kind to the shame of the founding of the army?
How could he possibly support him?
What angered him even more was that this child caused him to lose the opportunity to go abroad.
Lu Jiangting wouldn't support him, but he had no other choice for the time being, so he could only try not to think about it.
He's been on holiday these past few days, and he's been cooking for himself; it's a long story.
Suddenly he realized that what he thought was just cooking a meal was actually not so simple.
Every day, grocery shopping, cooking, washing dishes, tidying the kitchen, cleaning the rooms, doing laundry, and so on—these household chores are surprisingly tedious and time-consuming.
He's not very good at housework, and his cooking is even worse; it takes him half an hour to wash just a few dishes.
As a result, he felt that he was busy and flustered every day, and that he was wasting his time on three meals a day.
The conclusion is that no housework is simple.
In a daze, he seemed to be hallucinating again.
Wearing an apron and with tears streaming down her face, Yu Yao hysterically shouted, "Lu Jiangting, do you know how hard it is for me to cook, wash clothes, and farm several acres of land every day? I've never done so much work even when I was at my parents' house. Now I have to do everything. I also have to take care of the child and your parents. I'm so tired. I don't expect you to help me much, just at least don't let that woman cause me any trouble."
The scene shifts to Fang Qing.
"I really envy Yuyao. She's spoiled like a princess by her parents. I've never seen a family that dotes on their daughter so much. Other people's daughters have to do chores, a lot of chores. If the wife is too lazy, the man will be laughed at."
Upon hearing this, he seemed to see the mocking faces of his fellow villagers.
When he was little, he heard the neighbors say that the girl from the Lin family was the apple of her parents' eye, and they didn't even let her work in the fields. What family would want such a lazy wife?
He was still unconvinced at the time, telling the gossipers, "Yuyao is still young now, but she'll definitely not be a lazy wife when she grows up."
But now that Yuyao is doing chores that any wife could do, she starts complaining.
This made him feel like he had been slapped in the face.
Then, seeing his own triumphant self and Yu Yao's disdainful expression, he said, "Yes, you didn't do much at your parents' house, that's why you can't do it now. Which woman isn't like that? Everyone else can do it, why can't you? It's all your parents' fault for spoiling you."
Yu Yao's face was completely drained of color, and her tears flowed like broken pearls.
He felt sorry for her and wanted to comfort her.
But then, he heard Fang Qing's voice again.
“Take me for example. When I was at my parents’ home, I did more work than my brothers. My parents said that if I learned everything at my parents’ home, I wouldn’t be disliked by my husband’s family, and my husband wouldn’t be laughed at for marrying a lazy wife.”
Yes, Fang Qing's house is always very clean, her clothes are always clean and tidy, and even her hair is styled like that of a Hong Kong or Taiwan star.
Fang Qing's cooking was also delicious, unlike anything Yu Yao had ever made.
In the summer, Yuyao would simply cook a big pot of mung bean porridge and serve it with some pickled vegetables for a meal.
They don't even know how to cook two dishes; they just let his parents and children eat this every day?
That's too lazy.
Then he saw the dirty and messy yard.
There were piles of firewood and clothes drying on the ground, and people had to walk around them to avoid stepping on the firewood or bumping into the clothesline.
It's terrible.
“You always say bad things about Fang Qing, but she’s much more diligent than you.” He kicked away the pile of firewood and said, “Her house is much cleaner than ours.”
Yu Yao seemed to have been shocked; she wiped away her tears and pushed him away.
"Then go find her. Since you think Fang Qing is good, then go live with her."
"Here we go again. Why do you always say things like that? She's Jianjun's wife. What can I do to her? I've told you so many times that I take care of her and her child because of Jianjun. Can you be more magnanimous and stop targeting her? She lost her husband at such a young age and became a widow, raising a child alone. It's not easy for her."
"Just because she has it tough doesn't mean I have it easy?"
“Otherwise what? My parents help you take care of the child, and you don’t have to do all the housework yourself. Your in-laws help you, and if you’re really too busy, they won’t see you suffer and will come to help you. How are you any less fortunate than her? She doesn’t have her in-laws to help her, and she has to take care of the child all by herself and do everything on her own.”
Young Yuyao had never even left this village. She had never experienced anything like this before, and she never imagined that her childhood sweetheart and husband could make her endure such pain.
She was upset but didn't know how to argue back, and she was so angry that she kept crying.
She just kept pushing him and telling him to get lost.
"Get lost. Fang Qing has had a hard life. Doesn't she have you?"
"Don't say hurtful things. I'm helping her precisely because she's had a tough time."
"Then go take care of Fang Qing. Get out and don't come back."
He was kicked out of his home by Yuyao.
But he felt no remorse whatsoever; instead, he stood outside the door, constantly criticizing Yuyao for being immature.
He even threatened her that if she continued like this, he wouldn't come back for the holidays next year.
Lu Jiangting wiped his face and suddenly realized that he was in tears.
Was that me?
He couldn't believe that he was the one who had been so cruel to Yu Yao.
He knew clearly that his father had cancer and spent his final days bedridden.
My mother has poor eyesight and, fearing the expense, has always been unwilling to seek treatment.
One is paralyzed, the other is blind, how can they help Yuyao?
They themselves still need Yuyao's care.
But how could he have believed Fang Qing's words, saying that Yu Yao had the help of her in-laws and her father-in-law's family?
If it's so difficult to prepare three meals a day, how did Yuyao manage to do so much housework and take care of the two elderly people and the child in addition to preparing three meals a day?