"Ling Dong, it’s been tough for you taking care of Xiaocheng. As for what his dad said, tell Xiaocheng not to believe that there are no jobs in Xi Province. His dad came all the way here just to see him. Knowing that his leg can be healed, his dad couldn’t be happier."
"The very day he received the call, he promptly handed over his work and rushed to Xi Province overnight."
Wan Hongxing wouldn’t actively approach Yicheng to bother him. Instead, she took the opportunity when Ling Dong came out to fetch something to speak with him. She explained everything in detail, regardless of whether Yicheng could hear her or not. At least, she made their intentions clear.
Ling Dong smiled and didn’t say much, just that he would pass the message to Yicheng.
"Ling Dong, this money is his dad’s way of showing he cares. Medical treatment and accommodation all cost money here. Buy more nutritious foods so he can replenish his health, especially things like bone broth. It would be best if he could eat more of that."
Wan Hongxing handed over the money she had prepared in advance.
Ling Dong hurriedly said, "No, please don’t give it to me, Yicheng would beat me up if he found out."
Passing a message, he could do, but if Yicheng found out about accepting money, he would definitely throw it right back at him.
"Ling Dong, this is his dad’s wish," Wan Hongxing stressed each word. "The misunderstanding between father and son isn’t so deep as to be hatred. Surely, you don’t want to see their relationship grow worse, right?"
"I know that you’ve been with Xiaocheng since very early on, and you two are close. You must want to see him happy, don’t you?"
With Wan Hongxing’s successive praises, Ling Dong hesitated for a moment.
In that moment of hesitation, Wan Hongxing had already stuffed everything into his arms, and then she turned and left.
"Who needs his money?" Yicheng said, not even bothering to look at it.
"Yicheng, he’s your dad, your own flesh and blood. Why not take the money he gives?" Ling Dong cleared his throat and relayed Wan Hongxing’s words, but as he spoke the last part, he could feel Yicheng’s icy stare.
With a gulp, Ling Dong said, "Yicheng, since the money has been accepted, it can’t just be returned."
After contemplating the bag of money for a long while, Yicheng said, " this money to the orphanage in my mother Du Ya’s name."
"All of it?" Ling Dong felt his heart tremble.
This wasn’t a matter of one or two hundred, nor one or two thousand, but ten or twenty thousand!
South City, Gaoliang County, Shuangzhu Village.
The sound of firecrackers echoed, signaling the official completion of Qingsong Furniture Factory, and now with all the tools in place, the factory was set to officially open for business today.
High walls, spacious and bright buildings, and a dedicated area for displaying furniture.
During this period, besides building the factory, Xu Qinghe and his apprentice Xu Song, along with Cai Feng and Yao Gen, had already produced several samples. Almost the entire village had come to visit the factory.
The villagers’ first impression of the furniture factory was how spacious and bright it was.
Their own homes weren’t nearly as new as this furniture factory.
Such a large furniture factory, such vast buildings, must have cost a pretty penny, right?
With just those few pieces of furniture there, could they really make money?
These were the doubts held by many neighbors in the village.
Liu Sanmei also came to see and, viewing the grand furniture factory, regretted so much it was almost like spitting blood. If they hadn’t separated from the Xu Family, this furniture factory would have been theirs!