A hint of sarcasm flashed in Liu Qiucao's eyes, and he said in a calm tone: "It would be better if the fourth child could also follow suit. Normally, my mother loves the fourth child more."
Zhao Jianhe is not stupid even if you say he is stupid, he is a little smart, otherwise he would not be liked by Mrs. Ma.
"The fourth child is very thoughtful, so it might be difficult for him to open his mouth, but we are also watching, and you should stop making things difficult for the third daughter-in-law recently, so that you don't turn your mother's anger on us."
Liu Qiucao glanced at Zhao Jianhe inconspicuously. It was not that she didn't understand what he meant. She was really afraid that her mother would be angry with them and still miss her third daughter-in-law. She was very clear in her heart.
He suppressed the disgust in his heart and complained: "I know."
In Mrs. Ma's room.
Seeing that he couldn't make sense with his mother, Zhao Jianhai turned his attention to his father, who had never spoken.
"Dad, this matter was agreed upon before we got married. Now my mother doesn't recognize it. Could it be that you didn't tell your mother, father?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Ma immediately turned to look at her old man, the anger in her eyes was about to burst out.
"Do you agree to the separation?"
Lao Gentou looked at his third son displeased and said with a bit of toughness in his tone: "It's almost the New Year now. I have something to talk about during the New Year."
Lao Gentou thought that what he said could push him off for a while, but he didn't expect Zhao Jianhai to be so tough: "Dad, there are still about ten days before the Chinese New Year, so the separation of my son's family will not affect it."
As soon as these words came out, Lao Gentou's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes turned cold when he looked at him: "You are determined to break up."
Zhao Jianhai didn't want to fall out with his father, so he spoke in a gentle tone.
"Dad, my son also wants to wait for the Chinese New Year, but look at the way the second and fourth sons look at my wife, and look at the attitudes of the second sister-in-law and the fourth daughter-in-law towards my daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law just got married, and she still doesn't care about our family.
She's not familiar with her, so it's okay if the second sister-in-law doesn't teach her, and she's always ostracized. My wife is soft-tempered and doesn't say anything even when she's wronged. As a man, I feel heartbroken when I see her."
Mrs. Ma's expression changed and she opened her mouth to curse Zhao Jianhai. Before she could say anything, she heard Zhao Jianhai say.
"Mom, I know you love the second brother and the fourth brother, but I am also your son. In these years, before we separated, my eldest brother and I did the most work at home. The second brother spent three days fishing and two days sunbathing.
Net, let alone the fourth child, they either don’t go, or go for a while and then come back or go to play. You have never heard of them. On the contrary, it is me and my eldest brother. The two of us have been contributing to the family. For so many years, the third son
Fifteen is not too young, it’s enough.”
Mrs. Ma's face was a little embarrassed, her face darkened, and she wanted to retort loudly, but was stopped by Lao Gentou's look.
Lao Gentou took a puff from his cigarette rod, blew out a puff of smoke, and asked with an unclear expression: "Lao San, are you blaming me and your mother for what you said?"
Zhao Jianhai lowered his head slightly, his half-draped eyelids covering the real emotions in his eyes, and his tone was very calm: "Dad, my son doesn't dare. My son has sacrificed a lot in the past thirty years. Now my son just wants to have a good relationship with my wife."
Live your life as a daughter."
Lao Gentou stared at Zhao Jianhai closely, and his tone was colder than before: "You are threatening me."
Zhao Jianhai shook his head and said seriously: "Dad, I don't have a son. My son just wants to live a good life. He will still give him the filial piety that should be given to him in the future."
Mrs. Ma saw that her old roots were already a little loose, so she shouted loudly: "I don't agree. If I want to separate the family, I'll wait until my old lady dies."
Zhao Jian looked at Mrs. Ma with some disappointment: "Mom, you are forcing your son."