Chapter 2308
Stir-fried Pork with Bamboo Shoots by Xu Damao
The fourth brother didn't just randomly mention the cemetery.
During this time, Liu Ting actually asked around about cemetery plots.
Little Fourth Brother overheard someone replying to her earlier today.
What Liu Ting told the broker was, "As long as it's close by and not too remote, money isn't a problem..."
Her mother's health was deteriorating day by day.
As her only daughter, she naturally had to prepare for these things well in advance.
There were even some things she did behind He Yuzhu's back.
It's not that I'm worried He Yuzhu won't agree, but those things have a bad influence on He Yuzhu.
So Liu Ting was thinking that if a problem could be solved with money, she didn't want He Yuzhu to worry about it.
Just as the old lady had originally thought, after she passed away, she would either be buried in her hometown or in a public cemetery in the suburbs.
Liu Ting didn't want to choose either of them.
Her mother had suffered injustice her whole life, and now that she was old, she didn't want her mother to suffer injustice even after she passed away.
This can also be considered a bit of her selfishness as a daughter.
These are all minor matters; with enough money, there are plenty of brokers on the street willing to take on these jobs.
Even as He Yuzhu lay in bed, he was still filled with emotion.
He even thought of saying to his wife, "Life is just too short."
Of course, if Liu Ting, who was probably already fast asleep, heard him say that, she would subconsciously pull the blanket up for him.
Sorrow for spring and autumn can only last one night.
When He Yuzhu woke up the next day, he was full of energy again.
What he didn't know was that Xu Damao had called him just yesterday to brag about the wonderful life in the South.
Right now, I'm running wildly through the streets of the South, wearing flip-flops and shorts.
Behind him, Jiu'er was chasing after him with a broom.
Nothing else, Xu Damao was talking in his sleep yesterday.
It is said that he laughed lewdly in his dream, which woke up his eldest grandson who was sleeping in their room and made him cry.
When Jiu'er questioned him in the morning, Xu Damao avoided her gaze and denied everything.
This angered Jiu'er, leading to the strange scene that Southerners are witnessing now.
It's really strange that in the South nowadays, there is a clear male-dominated society where women are inferior to men.
The local indigenous women have absolutely no status in the family.
As a result, this couple from the north ended up with the woman chasing the man all over the street, relentlessly whipping him with a bamboo broom.
Several old men pointed at Jiu'er and cursed her in the local dialect.
However, Jiu'er is a person who, when she gets angry, she dares to talk back even to the Heavenly King himself.
Besides, there were those scoldings she couldn't understand.
Jiu'er stood in the middle of the street, holding a broom in one hand and her other hand on her waist, glaring angrily.
The grumbling old men immediately lowered their heads and went home.
They were also afraid that this shrew would beat them up as well.
"Mom, let's go back."
"It'll make us a laughingstock." Even though the chubby Xu Shengli was so ashamed he wanted to bury his head in the ground, he still had to come out and persuade him.
He'd seen his parents' situation since he was a child in Beijing, and he was used to it.
He was worried that his gentle and kind wife would learn from his mother.
Just now, when he went out to mediate the fight, Deng Yuzhen, who was holding her son, had her eyes shining and blurted out, "Grandma is so amazing!"
The chubby boy was afraid that he would end up like his father.
Panting, Jiu'er pointed in the direction where Xu Damao was hiding and said, "If you don't discipline this kind of person for three days, he'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles."
How old are you to be thinking about retirement?
How dare you?
Your son's abilities are a blessing for his son and your grandson.
What did you leave for victory? ......
Jiu'er definitely couldn't say those lewd and obscene words that Xu Damao talked about in his sleep.
So she could only use the excuse of dealing with Xu Damao this morning to change the subject to his retirement.
She did indeed disagree with Xu Shengli's idea of having Xu Damao retire early. With He Yuzhu's help, her son's career was indeed doing quite well.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they make a fortune every day.
But living at home, Jiu'er still felt a sense of crisis.
If social attitudes change, private individuals may no longer be allowed to do business in the future.
With a workstation like Xu Damao's, at least she could feel a little more at ease.
Besides, she still prefers life in Beijing to the South.
Under the emperor's nose, even the most difficult things can't be too difficult.
Their generation all experienced hardship.
Therefore, she felt insecure about the unknown future.
"Mom...Mom...Mom, let's go home and talk about it!" Xu Shengli carefully snatched the broom from his mother's hand.
He turned his mother around so she could go home first, then walked towards Xu Damao with a gloomy expression.
Xu Damao hid in a corner of the street, not daring to go far, afraid that his shirtless appearance would make him easy to be arrested as a hooligan.
Xu Shengli took a closer look and almost burst out laughing.
Although his mother had a terrible temper, she still knew what she was doing.
Xu Damao only received two blows to his back, leaving several red marks.
Elsewhere, everything was still snow-white.
He's fairer-skinned than the locals.
"Has your mother calmed down?" Xu Damao asked his son in a low voice.
"Dad, what did you do to upset Mom?" Xu Shengli asked.
"How would I know? Your mother got up first thing this morning and asked me like a madwoman, 'Who is that woman?'"
Whose butt was all white and shiny again...?
Xu Damao didn't hide anything from his son and told him the truth.
Xu Shengli gritted his teeth to keep from laughing out loud.
When the father and son returned home, Xu Damao put on a T-shirt.
Only then did he start acting all respectable again.
Before leaving for work, Xu Shengli said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, you two should talk this over and stop arguing."
My idea is still to let my dad retire early and come over to find something to do.
It's always better for our family to be together, all together, than to be separated by vast distances.
Jiu'er's eyes narrowed, but in front of her daughter-in-law and grandson, she lowered her voice and said, "Shengli, your father is still young."
He can work for at least another ten years before retiring.
Let's not even talk about that little bit of salary.
If your father weren't in Beijing, there would be no one to maintain the relationship with the He family.
I disagree with that…
What Jiu'er said was very practical.
Where did her son get such a big career?
It wasn't something Xu Shengli achieved on his own.
To put it bluntly, it's because He Yuzhu and Xu Damao have a good relationship.
The He family valued Xu Shengli and gave him a helping hand, which is how he got back on his feet.
They were able to help the Xu family, allowing Xu Shengli to thrive.
That would naturally make it easy to deal with the Xu family.
If Xu Damao hadn't returned to Beijing to maintain relations with the He family...
Who knows, one day the He family might overhear some gossip, and with a flick of their fingers, Xu Shengli's career could be wiped out.
Jiu'er grew up in Beijing and heard too many stories of power struggles.
Xu Damao had originally been thinking of a reason to persuade his wife.
Hearing Jiu'er's words, he was startled and immediately realized what she meant. (End of Chapter)