I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 328: Really Rich Now, But Straying from Heart and Virtue

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: Really Rich Now, But Straying from Heart and Virtue

Old Qiao Family’s father divided five jin of rice. He was reluctant to eat it on normal days, but today he stewed all of it into rice, adding just a little bit of millet.

There was also a big pile of New Year’s goods in the kitchen, and plenty more frozen outside.

Everyone wore new clothes, from inside out, all new. But why didn’t they seem happy?

The Qiao Family, with dozens of members, expected support from Mr. Wu. How much money would that take?

And wouldn’t it be shameful?

Without the Wu Family, could the Qiao Family starve or something?

Such thoughts made the third uncle unable to lift his head.

During his two trips to Yun City, the third uncle, although well-fed, had lost a lot of weight. He confided in me secretly that he was uncomfortable everywhere.

And there was Mr. Wu, an imposing figure even when not visibly angry.

Whenever I saw him, I would mostly just walk around him.

After staying up late on New Year’s Eve, the old man and old lady had a covert talk. "Otherwise, let’s split the family. Look, when we had no money, we could live happily together. Now that we have money, it’s only made us more distant."

"The eldest is good. We should split off the second son. His large family, and those two sons of his, are no easy task either. They haven’t refrained from sowing discord with their parents."

"Would that crafty second son agree? He didn’t even agree when we were poor. Now that he sees the family getting richer, and he’s envious of the youngest, he’d be restless unless he takes a few bites out of the youngest’s share."

"Why doesn’t he think about how the youngest is feeling in his father-in-law’s house? Surely our youngest son is also stifled, depending on his father-in-law for food and accommodation. Can he stand tall then? And they even have the nerve to want my son to ask his father-in-law for money to spend on them." Old Lady Qiao had tears in her eyes from anger.

Old Qiao sighed, tapping his tobacco pipe. "Don’t blame them for this; people in the village have also fueled the discord from behind. After all, it’s natural in a family for those who have money to help those who don’t."

"But Mr. Wu is no ordinary person. It’s impossible to take advantage of him. It’s already good enough that they acknowledge our marriage."

Old Lady Qiao had always been clear-headed.

"Let’s drop it. It’s the New Year, no need to talk about these disheartening matters. We’ll discuss it after the holidays. But, this year the second son’s family won’t work in the greenhouse again."

"What will they do if not work? Just wait for the youngest to give them money? That’s a dream!" Old Lady Qiao was so angry her face turned ashen.

Dream or not, after staying up late for the New Year, everyone went to sleep.

After the festivity, Qiao Family Team also settled into a peaceful silence.

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When I opened my eyes, it was the morning of the first day of the New Year.

Then, the children paid their respects to the adults, and each received a thick red envelope of cash. This year, everyone’s lives were good. Not to mention Qiao Qingyu, Qiao Zhicai also had ample money in hand.

He had not been idle here either. Southern corn leaves were also in abundance, and after speaking to Secretary Chang, he got a large truckload delivered right to their courtyard, neatly stacked in the storeroom.

The family had a telephone and often maintained contact with Qiao Shengbao.

Qiao Shengbao had also visited twice. Yun City was not far from Nangang City, and after securing two orders, Qiao Shengbao started hiring people back home. Now, he had even become a teacher, bringing along several family relatives.

Qiao Zhicai’s situation here was not the same. Wu Xiucai enjoyed the quiet, and though he didn’t exactly clash with the locals, communication was strenuous, since almost no one of his age here spoke Mandarin. Therefore, the items Qiao Zhicai made were not many.

However, Yun City was, after all, a big city, bustling from ancient times to the present, and rich in history. After visiting a few ancient alleys, the things he crafted became increasingly exquisite.

However, he had already signed a contract with a boss from Nangang City, and the goods he wove could not be sold privately, so Qiao Shengbao took them all to Nangang City. But because of this, the prices had gone up considerably, so when New Year’s came around, he had several thousand yuan in hand.

Distributing New Year’s money didn’t feel like a burden.

Mr. Wu didn’t show off too much, mainly considering what these people could accept.

But he had secretly purchased funds for his daughter, her children, and even Qiao Zhicai, and had also invested in shares of his company on their behalf. Of course, he hadn’t told them, only his daughter.

Wu Qianyun, however, sneakily told Qiao Qingyu, who knew her grandfather handled things generously. It was fine whether she had the benefit or not; she could earn it herself soon enough.

Moreover, regarding the Qiao Family Team and the Qiao Family, Qiao Qingyu told Wu Qianyun and Qiao Zhicai not to worry; she had her own plans.

Wu Qianyun trusted her daughter’s abilities. Even though she had recognized her birth father and had money in hand, she deeply understood a truth: giving rice as a kindness could lead to resentment when carrying rice as a burden.

There was no need to analyze it. Just look at Qiao Zhihai and Wang Mei from the Qiao Family Team, who were always petty and eager to take advantage of others. Even if they gave them ten thousand yuan a year, they would never be content.

This money could not be given; this precedent could not be set.

It was not that she was cold-hearted and unfeeling; it was that this matter could not be handled that way.

There were several dozen mouths to feed; even if she had the money, she couldn’t support them all.

The key was what standard of support you offered.

Not to mention her in-laws, they should honor the elderly, and she was aware of that.

But what about the others?

If you mailed them one thousand yuan, they would say it’s too little, it should be at least five thousand. If you mailed them ten thousand, they would say, is that all? It should be at least fifty thousand.

People are always greedy, never satisfied.

She admitted, her in-laws and her brother and his wife had indeed been good to them over the years. But she did everything she could to repay them. If it came down to quibbling over every little thing, Wu Qianyun truly owed them nothing.

Let alone Qiao Family’s second son.

She truly hadn’t received any help from him. Instead, during the year when her health was poor and her eyesight was failing, Wang Mei still had the nerve to ask her to make shoes for her children.

Her husband was so angry that he threw everything out.

However, Wang Mei was not only unapologetic but also bad-mouthed her behind her back.

She never considered how many pairs of shoes she had made for her children.

Not to exaggerate, but for the children of the Old Qiao Family, including her older brother’s, half of the shoes they wore in previous years were made by her.

Was she tired? Yes, she was tired. Did she feel wronged? Very much so.

That’s why she listened to her daughter.

And her husband also understood this principle; he listened to her in everything.

Now that her father was old, the only thing she could do was to take good care of his health, not to leave the slightest regret for herself.

The jewelry that Lin Wanjun had left behind had all been brought back by Wu Xiucai. There was a lot, and five rosewood boxes were packed full.

Wu Qianyun told Qiao Qingyu that most of it was for her. According to the Wu Family’s rules, that was indeed the case. If all these were her dowry, then her mother’s dowry would also have to be passed on to her own daughter in the future.