The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Gu Chunhai is very tall. Standing at the door blocking the outside light, people can't see the expression on his face, but they can also hear how angry he is at the moment from his voice.

"Then let's make a good calculation of what has happened over the years." Gu Chunhai came in, glanced at Gu Laozi anxiously and asked, "Dad, are you ok?"

Gu Laozi shook his head and pointed to Gu Chunli, "this white eyed wolf is going to make me angry."

"Dad, what I said is also true. Can you bear to see your little son's family nest in that small tube building all day long?" Gu Chunli lowered his head and said.

"Hehe... You don't want to stay there." Gu Laozi sneered and said, "tomorrow I will go to the factory and tell the factory director that my job is no longer needed. When you come back to farm, there is still some land at home, and the house is also large. If you think the building Kang is small, I will give you two of the Kang in the main house."

"What? Farming? That's not good." Liu Xiufeng shrieked.

Do you want to work properly and come back to farming? Isn't that a fool?

"Dad, how can you do this?" Gu Chunli said in surprise.

"Why can't I do this?" Gu has been thinking about his youngest son for the past two days, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that he is too tolerant of his youngest son. Look at the second Gu Chunhai, the burden of the family has fallen on him over the years.

If it is unfair, it is also unfair to Gu Chunhai.

"My leg has broken for eight years, and you have taken my place for eight years." Gu Laozi knocked on his leg, "have you ever bought something for your father in the past eight years?"

No, there is no hair.

"Have you ever paid a penny to your family in these eight years?"

No, there is no hair.

"Except for coming back in a hurry on the afternoon of new year's Eve, when did you come back?"

"Do you remember that I'm your father at this time?"

"I thought you didn't think I was your father or you were the son of the family. I thought you had changed your surname to Li."

"Dad, we... We are all busy at work." Liu Xiufeng said.

"Shut up for me. When did one of your daughters-in-law interrupt when my old family talked?" Gu said sternly, "want a house? It's OK."

Gu said. After a pause, he saw Gu Chunli and his wife looking at him happily.

The disappointment in my heart is even stronger.

"Let's figure out the accounts of these eight years." Gu Laozi closed his eyes and didn't want to see his younger son's face. "I won't let you pay more money to the family every month. Your second brother will leave ten yuan for him in a month's salary. As for you, just pay ten yuan."

Gu Chunhai is a long-distance runner. He has a salary of more than 50 yuan a month, but only 10 yuan is left, that is, he has to pay more than 10 yuan to his family.

Gu Chunli's salary is more than 30 yuan a month, 10 yuan and more than 20 yuan.

After all, Gu Chunhai still suffered.

But for eight years, Gu Chunli didn't pay a penny to his family. If so, 10 yuan a month is 120 yuan a year, which means 96 yuan in eight years, nearly 1000 yuan.

So much money, isn't it Liu Xiufeng's life?

"How can this be?" Liu Xiufeng screamed, "Gu Chunli, you dead man, are you talking?"

"You can't just get out of Lao Tzu's house, and then dare to enter the door and break your leg." Gu Laozi roared, "I'll take you as my son."

After so many years of being a loser, he was first disgusted by Wang Meili and old lady Gu, and now he is his youngest son. Old Gu really thinks that if the tiger doesn't get angry, does he think he is a sick cat?

"Dad... How can you do this?"

"Well, don't blame us for being unkind." Seeing this posture, Liu Xiufeng said angrily, "people don't want you anymore. What kind of father do you recognize?"

"If you don't come back, you won't come back. Dad, don't blame your son for being unfilial." Gu Chunli twisted his head and said.

"Ah..."