Mrs. Han has always been proud of her eldest son's honesty and filial piety. She never dreamed that this filial eldest son, who made her proud, would not even let her have a taste of the dumplings he made, and gave them all to Wu Hongmei, that woman. Is he still her filial son
At that moment, Mrs. Han's face was filled with anger, as if she couldn't believe that her eldest son dared to be unfilial to her, but the empty pot showed that her eldest son did not leave even a single dumpling for her.
Mrs. Han had six children in her life, three of whom were sons. The eldest son was unfilial, but she still had the second and third sons. She believed that there would always be a filial son. Thinking of this, she looked at the pot again. Her dissatisfaction reached its peak. This son was unreliable, so she wanted to go to her second son's home.
Han Ze came out of the room and didn't see Mrs. Han. He thought she had gone out for a walk again, so he didn't take it seriously and went straight to washing rice and cooking. The children would be back from school soon and there was some meat left, so he planned to make them a dish of braised pork.
When he arrived here, he found that not only were Wu Hongmei and Wu Yatou thin, but his three daughters who were already in school were also so thin that there was not a single piece of meat on their bodies. Even the head of his family looked severely malnourished. He had no idea how this family had survived until now.
Han Ze felt that the mission in this world was not too difficult. His children were sensible and he didn't need to worry about them at all. He just had to earn enough money to support their education and find a way to raise them fat and healthy so that they could get married and have children in the future.
Thinking of this, he swiftly cut the meat into pieces and started to roast it. While the meat was simmering in the pot, his three daughters came back. Before they got home, the aroma of meat wafted into their nostrils. They thought someone was stewing meat, but when they looked, they found it was their own family. The three children swallowed their saliva.
The third girl ran to the pot, poked her head and looked into it eagerly. The rich aroma of meat hit her and she sniffed.
Han Ze came over, covered the pot, pointed at her black little paws, and said, "Go get a basin of water and wash your hands with soap. You are not allowed to eat without washing your hands. Do you understand?"
The third girl didn't move. She stared at the lid of the pot, as if she wanted to make a hole in it. Han Ze chuckled, patted her head gently, and whispered, "The meat is not cooked yet. You can't eat it if you keep staring at it. Go wash your hands and you can eat it after you wash your hands."
The third girl twisted her fingers and looked at her father in surprise, "Can I eat meat too?"
"Why can't you eat meat? Go wash your hands and your face too."
Han Ze urged, he knew that in the past when the family cooked meat, Mrs. Han did not allow them to eat it, saying that it would be a waste if the maids ate it, so she left some for herself and her son, and took the rest to the second son's house. There was no portion for the maids and Wu Hongmei at all, but Han Ze didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
"Really?" Chunzhi's face was half surprised and half doubtful. She was surprised because her father seemed to have become kinder recently, and what he said should be trustworthy. She was doubtful because the memory of eating meat in the past was too deep, so she couldn't believe that she could eat meat.
"If dad says it is, it is true. You should believe dad."
Han Ze's tone was not gentle, but when the third girl heard his tone, she did not hesitate. With the expectation of meat, she walked quickly to the water well and fetched water to wash her hands.
Han Yao put down her schoolbag and went to her parents' room to see her mother and sister first, and then went to the kitchen. She was about to help cut vegetables, but Han Ze waved his hand and said, "Just help light the fire."
Han Yao sat obediently behind the stove, holding the fire tongs, and looked at her father several times, wanting to say something but hesitant. Han Ze noticed her look and said, "Just say it if you have something to say. Why are you hesitating?"
Han Yao pursed her lips, looked up at Han Ze, and asked, "Dad, did you go to school today?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
Han Ze took two cucumbers and smashed them on the chopping board, then put them on a plate and said without any expression on his face.
Han Yao held the fire tongs tightly, put her feet on the ground, and asked uncertainly: "Dad, the teacher said you want me to take the junior high school entrance exam?"
Han Ze glanced at her and said, "Isn't it normal to take the junior high school entrance exam after finishing elementary school? Do you still need to ask?"
The problem is that it is too normal to be abnormal, okay? Han Yao frowned.
Han Ze put the kitchen knife in his hand on the chopping board, looked at Han Yao and said, "Big girl, your father is destined to have no son in this life. From now on, I can only rely on you sisters. So you must study hard and get into college in the future. Dad is counting on you to support him in his old age."
Han Yao: “…”
Han Ze looked at her expression and thought she was unwilling, so he said unhappily, "Why, you don't want to take care of me and your mother in our old age?"
The child must not say that she doesn't want to, otherwise he will have to educate her well. How can she not provide for her parents in their old age
Han Yao was speechless. She had never known that her father was still like this. "Dad, I didn't say I don't want to take care of you in your old age. I just think, is it really good for you to believe in the old blind grandfather's words so much? Maybe in the future, mom will give me a younger brother."
Han Ze said in a serious tone, "Nothing could possibly happen. Your blind grandfather's predictions are so accurate. He also said that you sisters will be both successful and filial in the future. Dad doesn't want anything else. Raising you well is Dad's greatest wish now."
Han Zhaodi should be happy that her father gave up the idea of having a son, but she was in a state of confusion. Her father actually gave up his obsession of more than ten years because of a word from an old blind man? How ridiculous it was.
The meat and vegetables were served on the table, but Granny Han still hadn't come back. Han Ze frowned and said, "Girl, go see why your grandma hasn't come back yet. Look for the neighbors around you."
Han Yao responded and walked out. Han Ze called out from behind, "Wait, let's go to your second uncle's house first."
Ten minutes later, Han Yao ran back and said breathlessly, "My grandma said that from now on, she will live with my second uncle."
Han Ze frowned and said with a distressed look on his face: "Your grandma must be tired from taking care of your mother during the confinement period. Your mother has not been in good health since she gave birth to the fifth child. I was planning to let her do the confinement period for two months. Well, I will pack up some of her clothes and send them to her later. Let her rest at your second uncle's house. You will have to work harder in the future and come back to help take care of your sister, okay?"
Han Yao looked at her father in confusion. She felt that this was not the reason why her grandma didn't want to go home.
But when she thought about how her grandmother usually treated her sisters by either scolding or beating them, she didn't want to explain and just let her father misunderstand. It would be best if her grandmother lived at her second aunt's house forever and never came back.
Mrs. Han sat in the main hall of her second son's house. She waited and waited but her eldest son did not come to take her back. Instead, her eldest granddaughter came with a bag of clothes, telling her to live in her second son's house with peace of mind and to go back after Wu Hongmei had finished her confinement and no longer needed her care.