The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 35: Why Move House Overnight?

Zhu Zicheng knew that what would make her happiest now was to move into the new house quickly. He checked the condition of the house and found that only the roof needed repair, so he immediately went to the village to find two tilers.

Buying tiles, repairing, by the next day the roof was already fixed, the efficiency was unmatched...

The two of them didn’t have much savings to start with. Fortunately, Zhu Zicheng had borrowed some money from colleagues for the wedding, which was also used for buying wedding gifts. Now all of it was about to be used up, and he wasn’t sure if it would be enough.

The two walked around the house from front to back, picked a spot, and planned to cultivate a few patches of vegetable garden.

"We’ve got a stove, but we need to buy a pot, add a water tank. Ah, fetching water daily will be inconvenient. Once we have money, we’ll need to dig a well first." The place was a bit far from the village, and they would have to carry water every day, which was troublesome. Luckily, there was a river nearby, making washing and cleaning easier.

Wang Zhaodi looked at the empty house, realizing there was so much to buy. However, she believed that as long as they both worked hard, one day their small home would be filled with everything they needed.

After working for a while longer, they locked the door and happily walked back home under the moonlight.

Unfortunately, their good mood faded when they found the door locked. When Zhu Zicheng left for work and then went out again, he had clearly told his mom to leave the door open as they would be back late, yet they were still locked out.

"Mom, open the door, we’re back." Zhu Zicheng didn’t knock on the main door, but went straight to the window and knocked.

"So annoying, why did you come back, didn’t you set up a house? Just sleep there." Wu Jinhua was really angry today. She heard from the village gossips that her son had acquired a plot and built a house without consulting them first, showing no regard for them.

When she told her husband Zhu Changgui about it, he was also upset, frowning and smoking silently.

Actually, the elderly couple hadn’t gone to sleep; they were waiting for them. "Sigh... go open the door." Zhu Changgui had been thinking a lot today, realizing their son had grown distant from them.

Wu Jinhua opened the door, and Zhu Changgui lit the oil lamp, brightening the main room.

Zhu Zicheng and Wang Zhaodi entered and saw Zhu Changgui sitting at the head of the Eight Immortals table, "Dad..."

"Hmm, come and sit." Zhu Changgui knocked on the table, taking on the demeanor of the family head.

Zhu Zicheng pressed his lips together and led Wang Zhaodi over by the hand.

Wu Jinhua looked displeased and mocked, "Shameless, truly a home-wrecker, always seducing men."

"Mom, who are you talking about?" Zhu Zicheng angrily shouted, "Can you speak properly?"

"Who am I talking about? I’m talking about this shameless wife you married." Wu Jinhua, even more furious after her son shouted, fumed, "I knew she was no good, demanding a sewing machine and a watch just to marry you. Without these, she insisted on coming, just because you have a good job. In just a few days, she’s made you secretly buy a house far away, clearly disdaining us old folks being nearby, obstructing her view..."

"Mom, what are you saying? We’ve divided the family; isn’t it normal for me to acquire a plot and a house?" Zhu Zicheng furrowed his brows, feeling miserable inside.

"Oh, speaking of division, before she even married in, she had already enchanted you to the point you would rather divide the family to marry her..." Wu Jinhua was furious just thinking about it.

"Enough, stop talking." Zhu Changgui spoke in a deep voice. Regarding the youngest son’s issue, agreeing to the family division initially was partly out of spite.

The talk kept escalating. When the son brought up division, it would leave them red-faced. But what could they do, their son was determined to marry her.

Having separate households as newlyweds with nothing was to let them taste hardship, with a bit of intent to make things difficult for them.

They just didn’t expect that in a few days, their son would want to leave home to set up a house so far away, clearly wanting to distance themselves from the old folks.

"Why would you choose a place so far from the village? It’s not safe to be isolated; if something happens, there would be no one around to help." Zhu Changgui took a drag of his cigarette and coughed twice, "Don’t go there. Tomorrow, have the village chief select a new plot for you."

Upon hearing it, Wang Zhaodi got anxious and was about to speak, but Zhu Zicheng squeezed her hand.

"Dad, there’s no need, I’ve already paid the money and the house is repaired." Zhu Zicheng directly refused, then smiled, "It’s all within the village, and who knows, when we move there, other villagers planning to build might follow, and soon, it’ll be lively. Besides, the area there is large, and the plot size can be bigger, unlike squeezing into the village."

He was speaking the truth. His several village buddies who visited said the place was nice and expressed interest in becoming neighbors once they built their own homes.

Zhu Zicheng welcomed them warmly.

"You, sigh..." Zhu Changgui’s face turned somber upon hearing this, then he remembered something, sighed, and said weakly, "Your mom and I are getting old, just hoping you brothers could stay together, live harmoniously, and support each other. If you live so far away, and something happens to us, we won’t be able to call you..."

"Dad, you must be joking." Zhu Zicheng was indeed speechless, interrupting his father with a dry voice, "We’re still in the same village. If you’d like, we’ll come back often to see you..."

"You... you ungrateful wretch, it was a waste raising you." Wu Jinhua couldn’t suppress her anger and scolded, "You can leave, but hand over this month’s living allowance of five yuan first."

"Mom, you..." Zhu Zicheng didn’t expect her to make things difficult at this time, knowing that he had just gotten married and was short on money.

"Mom, Zicheng’s family division was on the 11th, and there are 19 days left for this month’s living allowance of five yuan. Calculating it, hehe, I’ll give you 3.5, no less..." As she spoke, Wang Zhaodi had already taken out some loose change and counted out 3.5, pushing it in front of Wu Jinhua.

The people in the room were stunned by her action.

"Third Son, look at your wife..." Wu Jinhua was about to berate Wang Zhaodi.

Zhu Zicheng’s eyes flickered and he interrupted flatly, "She calculated it correctly."

"You..." Wu Jinhua felt suffocated, shaking with anger, and she took the money, "Fine, since you are so capable, remember to bring the money yourself next month on the first, don’t make me chase you."

Wu Jinhua secured the money and turned to her room, "By the way, since the house is ready, move immediately, no need to wait until tomorrow, do it today. Don’t think anyone will miss you..."

Zhu Changgui took a strong drag from his cigarette, realizing he couldn’t convince his third son and walked away with hands behind, tacitly agreeing with Wu Jinhua’s words.

Just like that, Zhu Zicheng and Wang Zhaodi moved into their new house overnight...