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Chapter 247
"Dad, what are you talking about? Why do you still want to give up my job to my second sibling?" Hearing what Grandpa Wen said, Aunt Wen called out.

"Didn't you tell me to be fair? Then I'll be fair too. My boss at work is overwhelmed, so it's not normal for your mother's job to be handed over to the second." Grandpa Wen replied indifferently, raising his eyes.

"Then you gave the job to your younger brother and sister, how can she have time to take care of you?" asked the uncle, rolling her eyes angrily.

"Sister-in-law, I can give my eldest daughter the job. With this job, my eldest daughter can go back to the city." Hearing this, Yang Meili finally came to her senses and hurriedly said.

Wen Xiange on the side was also taken aback by her grandfather's sudden outburst. She finally came back to her senses and planned to see how her uncle continued to act, but when she heard her mother's words, she opened her mouth, wanting to say, She doesn't want this job, she's doing well in the country, and she can go to college in two or three years, so she can't go where she wants to go.

The uncle's job is to work on the assembly line. She doesn't want to do this kind of job with no future all day long. The most important thing is that she is not interested in this job, and she doesn't have the freedom and joy that she teaches children.

But at any rate, she knew whether she would tear down her mother's platform, so she could only shut up and stand beside Xiao Chenggong without making a sound.

But Xiao Chenggong looked down at the people around him. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing. If Xiange could really return to the city, she would be willing, then he...
Aunt Wen was choked by these words and was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, this job is for you, you can give it to anyone you want." Grandpa Wen nodded when he heard this.

"Dad, if you really go to the second child's house, where can they live? Mom's funeral is important now, and the neighbors are still waiting for money to do things. Let's talk about this after Mom's funeral is over." The uncle hurriedly said in a low voice when he heard this, he couldn't let his father talk anymore.

"You're right, I almost forgot, this house also has half of the second child, I..."

"Dad, do you really want to make your son unable to step down in front of so many people? If you don't show mercy to me, then don't blame me for not caring about anything. Let the second child take care of you and mom. Never mind." Uncle Wen suddenly threatened in a low voice when he heard the words.

"Hehe, Boss, stop pretending. You've been pretending for almost a lifetime. Why don't you pretend until I die." Grandpa Wen laughed out loud when he heard this, and mist rose from his eyes. He was blind. Blind all his life, he didn't see clearly this filial son who had been pretending to be in front of him until he died.

Uncle Wen suddenly fell silent when he heard the words. Looking at such a father, he suddenly panicked for some reason.

"Dad, we can still live in a crowded house. Yayi is getting married tomorrow, and there is a room vacant at home. You can live in it." Father Wen who was standing on the other side of the bed suddenly said.

Although he doesn't have much affection for his father, he is his own father after all, and he feels a little uncomfortable seeing him like this, and although he is indeed partial to his elder brother, at least he paid for him to finish high school, and he also paid for his father. He married a wife and had children. As a parent, this is already considered quite good. Aren’t the parents of many families still unable to provide their children with education, marry a wife and have children for their children?

"Second brother, Dad is sorry for you..." Hearing this, Grandpa burst into tears.

The atmosphere in this room was quite embarrassing for a while. Of course, Uncle Wen and his family were the most embarrassing.

　Changed Wen’s father’s academic qualifications. I used to write about university, but the author searched. At that time, there were very few college students, and they were basically small leaders of government units. Writing about university was a bit exaggerated, so I changed it to high school education. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)