Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 596 - 79: Want to go play with cars together?
Old Zhu was almost driven mad by this smile!
What don’t you believe?
What is there not to believe?
He, a dignified man, could really use his wife’s money? He can support the family himself!
However, just as he was about to speak, he saw Sister-in-law Zhu staring at him with a deep gaze: "Then tell me, how much do you bring home each month?"
Old Zhu replied confidently, "100 yuan."
Sounds like a lot, doesn’t it?
Who knew Sister-in-law Zhu would sneer:
"And how much did you bring home last year?"
Old Zhu opened his mouth to speak but suddenly remembered—last year, oh, last year he made 95.
"The year before?"
"And the year Da Mao and Er Mao were born, we spent 20 each month just on formula."
Back then, resources were scarce, and formula could not be bought even if you had the money; only through connections and favors could you get it.
At that time, Old Zhu’s salary was only 45 yuan.
Old Zhu, truly unable to claim he never spent a penny of his wife’s money, couldn’t bring himself to say it.
But with his authority as a man on the line, it would be so humiliating not to explain!
He was wrestling with this dilemma.
On one side, his dignity as a man, and on the other, his wife’s cold face...
At this moment, he completely forgot that this whole thing started because of educating the kids, instead getting caught in the notion of being a freeloader.
Old Zhou was secretly laughing on the side.
His two precious daughters usually coax their dad into buying snacks and ice cream, which costs more than three yuan a month!
You tell me, this dad can’t accompany the kids while stationed at the camp, and when he finally returns to his beloved ones, how can he deny them anything?
Old Zhu just doesn’t understand this... serves him right!
He’s forgotten how he had to beg when buying formula back then.
Old Wu also fanned the flames on the side, patting his son’s small shoulder:
"Son, dad won’t give you any wages, but you have to understand how hard mom works at home. If you help mom with chores, when your birthday comes next year, I’ll get you a little car."
"Think about it first, do you want a tank, a rocket, or a small truck?"
Chu River raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
Little car?
...
Well, well, a bunch of troublesome friends!
Old Zhu glared at the two of them, his eyes almost popping out.
Da Mao and Er Mao’s expressions became more and more gloomy, feeling as if their own mom ran into a heartless man.
The more Da Mao thought, the more aggrieved he felt, finally bursting into tears with a wail.
"Mom, why did you choose dad?"
Sister-in-law Zheng had been feeling miserable, but seeing her son cry with snot bubbles coming out, for some reason, suddenly let out a chuckle.
She quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the child’s tears and snot, sighing as she did:
"I don’t know either. Maybe I was too young and naive back then."
Er Mao also started sobbing:
"Well mom, now that you’re older, have you gotten wiser? Can you choose a better one?"
Old Zhu stared at his two sons, wanting to curse them as little bastards.
But seeing the previous tension dissipate, and his wife not saying those harsh words anymore, even smiling quite sweetly... he held it in and didn’t say anything.
Shi Suifeng patted Chu River’s hand.
He knew what Little He meant—no other intentions, just following the flow of conversation.
Besides, seeing Sister-in-law Zhu look somewhat haggard, the kids being so sensible, and Old Zhu still putting on airs, it was understandable to say something more.
There was no intention of stirring trouble or antagonizing Old Zhu’s mindset.
Chu River gave him a reassuring look.
If it weren’t for this dark-skinned guy nitpicking her words, she wouldn’t be bored enough to bring this up—he’s not here to break up this family.
He quickly took Sister-in-law Zhu’s hand in his palm:
"Sister-in-law, don’t blame me, I didn’t mean it, I’m mostly just feeling sorry for you."
"Look, the kids are raised so well-mannered, their clothes are clean, they’re healthy, Sister-in-law must have worked hard at home."
"And look at you, Sister-in-law, you’re so good-looking, just a bit tired, and those hands... sigh, definitely the hands of a hardworking person, probably doing too much around the house."
"I just feel bad for Sister-in-law, how can Brother Zhu have such a good wife and not appreciate you?"
"Brother Zhu, you won’t be mad at me, right?"
Old Zhu: ...
He’s not even angry now, just feels like he’s swallowed a landmine, desperately lacking someone to step on the trigger, simmering inside like it’s about to explode but can’t, can you imagine how uncomfortable that is!
On the contrary, Sister-in-law Zhu smiled.
She also felt a lot closer to Chu River, holding the young girl’s fair hand in return:
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