Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 929 - 931: Disheartened

Gong Zhuang really seemed like he wanted to swear; he’d never seen someone so shameless.

"It must be that the family has no money for New Year’s goods, so they thought of celebrating New Year together." Thinking of how Gong Qiang spoke just now, he wished he could go up and give a strong pinch.

"Originally, it was supposed to be a happy New Year celebration. What does he count for?"

"No, we also have to count in his useless kid and Gong Zheng’s couple."

Gong Zhuang had already planned how this New Year would go: it had to be lively, it had to be sumptuous.

Last time when their whole family went to Beijing, the second brother hosted them very well. This time he also wanted to make a good impression.

Although Gong Tao was unsatisfied, since Gong Qiang said so, "We might as well go; once we eat well, we’ll leave early."

"Then we can watch the Spring Festival Gala at home."

"At that time, we’ll have a drink. Right, make sure your sister-in-law prepares some dumplings—we adapt to eating dumplings on New Year’s Eve night." Though they’re Southerners, after so many years in the north, many habits have adopted northern customs.

Gong Zhuang appeared angry partly because he was worried Gong Tao would be unhappy. Now, since he didn’t have many thoughts, he could breathe a little easier.

"Just bring part of the dishes; it’s enough for us to eat on New Year’s Eve." Did they really think he would bring lots of food and drinks?

"Bring more alcohol; Gong Qiang likes drinking." Alcohol could shut Gong Qiang up. If Gong Zheng had any objections, let him buy the groceries himself; Gong Tao was also quite dissatisfied with him.

Originally thought that last time had embarrassed him enough that he’d learn a lesson, yet unexpectedly he still did little tricks behind the scenes.

"Understood. Right, big brother, you wouldn’t give lucky money, would you?" Gong Zhuang was worried his second brother would be generous and give the kids lucky money.

Gave Gong Zhuang a look, "No, giving it to them yields no returns, and they’ll just think I’m dumb, probably expecting me to give it every year." Giving lucky money to Gong Zhuang’s kids made Gong Tao happy, of course, wouldn’t be a loss.

But with everyone in the Gong family and Gong Zheng, there’s no chance of connecting, how could he possibly give lucky money.

"That settles it." Gong Zhuang happily went to arrange matters, mainly delegating some tasks because after New Year, their whole family had to head to Beijing, lots of things needed to be organized.

The Gong Brothers weren’t happy, and Cai Meina was also quite upset. That day, Tu Chunni stormed off angrily, afterward Zhang Lan’s funeral wasn’t attended, leaving the old lady mad.

Originally thought she wouldn’t come to the door again, yet surprisingly she appeared.

Cai Meina assumed Tu Chunni wanted to smooth things over, didn’t expect the assumption about the beginning was correct, but not the later part.

"Mom, you’re out of money for New Year, you want me to buy New Year’s goods?" Cai Meina really didn’t know what to say; these days one could so brazenly admit life is hard—didn’t they feel embarrassed?

"Yeah." Tu Chunni brainwashed Cai Guoqing thoroughly, seeing Cai Meina’s unwilling appearance, she was quite unhappy, "How can you have lavish meals and can’t buy me some New Year’s goods."

"Why don’t you think about how you bought so much stuff, how about giving me some to eat." Tu Chunni had always heard son-in-law’s brother struck gold and knew he bought a big house; she hadn’t realized the house would be so big, leaving the old lady dumbfounded.

"That’s a TV, right?" Grabbing passing Gong Ruini, Tu Chunni looked envious.

"Yes." Since Tu Chunni’s surprise visit, Gong Ruini quietly listened by the side to see the old lady’s intentions.

Really couldn’t understand how Tu Chunni seemed like a weed—it was so tense that day, yet now could forget completely; apparently seeing Cai Guoqing a few times, he’s surely a character, quite good at brainwashing.

So capable of boosting people, how could he not head out to do business, perhaps through this the business could be arranged.

"Everyone says TV is good, strive to buy a TV at home early, saves having to go to someone else’s house to watch." Remembering her grandson going to others’ homes to watch TV, while Gong Zhuang could easily watch at home, wasn’t a good feeling.

Buy a TV? Gong Ruini really couldn’t understand how Tu Chunni could be so cheeky—couldn’t possibly be hoping their family could sponsor a bit, right?

"Have money to buy a TV, yet no money for New Year’s goods?" Cai Meina couldn’t say it, but Miao Cuihua could.

This person wasn’t savvy, claiming to be in business, yet didn’t know when mother-daughter were talking outsiders shouldn’t speak—seeing it’s a big boss, Tu Chunni endured.

"No money now, will have in the future."

"You can do business, I can do business as well."

Doing business? That posture, that tone seemed quite strange, who among those present didn’t know what kind of person Cai Guoqing was—a typical loafer.

For a person like him to suddenly think of doing business—was it overwhelming stimulation?

Gong Ruini wondered could it be poverty-driven and after some intense provocation from Cai Meina, he went mad striving for strength?

"Indeed, doing business is quite good." Cai Meina didn’t understand why Cai Guoqing suddenly changed, but it was better than staying home mooching.

"Yeah, National Day also said after New Year, your dad and I should set up a stall by the station to sell tea eggs—good idea, and selling corn is also nice." Tu Chunni expressed, we have no money now but will later, as Cai Meina’s older sister, she shouldn’t look down on them.

He chuckled, Gong Jiaming couldn’t hold it, "You setting up a stall?"

"You’re an adult already." Gong Jiaming always believed his great uncle and Gong Xiaoyu spoiled him, now he was reassessing, scrutinizing deeply, admitting his limited experience.

"So what if I’m old, it’s not like I can’t work." Tu Chunni resented Gong Jiaming’s contempt.

"I’m really out of options." Tu Chunni pondered even a child thought she too old for a stall, maybe she should soften a bit before her daughter.

"If there was a way, I wouldn’t want to set up a stall either." Tu Chunni looked all helpless.

Oh my, her grandma was quite the drama queen—already unclear how many faces she’d changed. But did she think this would soften Cai Meina?

Gong Ruini wanted to say old lady you’ve oversimplified—just because you’re her mom, doesn’t hide the hurt to Cai Meina.

He laughed, was it trying to say she was unfilial? "Then don’t set up stalls, children may not care for parents, but at least sustain themselves."

"If mom thinks this way can make National Day live better, what can I say?" Seeking sympathy, thereby seeking money?

Cai Meina felt deeply disappointed—at this time still probing her a bit, "If tired, let your son and grandson help a bit."

"After all, in your existence, their lives can be better." If her parents had issues, Cai Meina guaranteed they’d surely evict them.

Wouldn’t care for the elderly at all, Cai Meina waited to see how much her parents sacrificed for Cai Guoqing’s family, what end they would meet.

Tu Chunni was so upset she wanted to get up and leave again, but upon considering her already thinner son and grandson, she could only bear it—even if daughter’s words were harsh, surely she wouldn’t really abandon her.