It infuriated him even more.
Even now while he still had a job, his two sons didn’t care at all; what would he do after he retired?
"Yuemei is also to blame, not knowing to persuade them and just standing there like before."
Mrs. Wang started complaining.
Mr. Wang glanced at her, "At least Yuemei came to see me. What about my two sons? Don’t they know their father’s had an accident?"
The house they lived in was assigned to him by his factory.
On the surface, they had divided the property, but the two sons had not yet moved out.
Mrs. Wang scolded her younger daughter before making excuses for her two sons, "They must still be at work. After they get off work and find out you’ve had an accident, they will definitely come to the hospital to see you. Don’t worry."
Mr. Wang was not comforted; instead, he felt provoked. His two sons were doing it on purpose; they couldn’t possibly be unaware of his accident.
"Hmph, you were the one who pushed for the division of the family property. Now you see, after the separation, whether these two ungrateful sons still care about us or not."
Meanwhile, Zhao Tianhe, accompanied by Wang Yuemei, didn’t return to their house but went to the Courtyard House, which was not far away.
"Why are you coming so late?"
"Sister-in-law, is there any food left?"
Yun Xiaoxiao looked at the leftover food on the dining table.
"There’s rice, but the dishes..."
Aunt Yun glanced at these two people, calling her niece so affectionately; did she know them?
"There’s some kelp and pork bone soup left, will you make do with that?"
Zhao Tianhe, not picky, pulled Wang Yuemei to sit down and went into the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
Yun Xiaoxiao curiously watched them, wondering what had happened.
This sister-in-law seemed troubled.
Fang Meiyun cleared the bowls and chopsticks and went to wash them in the kitchen.
Although Zhao Tianhe’s monthly salary was not low, Wang Yuemei knew that he had debts to pay, so she was more frugal, just stir-frying some potatoes with a bit of meat or making cabbage stir-fry.
It wasn’t like that at Yun Xiaoxiao’s.
Zhao Tianlei would buy meat in ten-pound increments, especially during winter, when he would purchase even more. Grandma Fang was initially reluctant, but after being reminded a few times by Yun Xiaoxiao, she let go of her reservations.
Since Cao Dali’s family had moved out and Zhao Tianhe and his siblings had married and moved away, the dinner here remained quite abundant, with both meat and vegetables.
Pork bone, radish, and kelp soup.
In winter, Yun Xiaoxiao particularly enjoyed soup.
Pork bones, ribs; those were what Zhao Tianlei liked to buy.
There wasn’t much rice left; Zhao Tianhe had a bowl and then didn’t care for more, just eating the dishes and drinking soup.
"There are also dumplings, should I get you a bowl of dumplings?" Yun Xiaoxiao knew well about Zhao Tianhe’s appetite.
"Sister-in-law, no need, no need, I’m fine with just the soup."
After eating their fill, Zhao Tianhe whispered to Yun Xiaoxiao, "Could you please talk to my wife for me?"
I have no idea what happened, how can I persuade her?
It might be better to have Eldest Aunt step in; after all, she used to work at the Women’s Federation.
"Yuemei, you’re welcome to come over anytime. You’ve only recently married into this area and might not be familiar with it. If you need any help, feel free to let me know." Yun Xiaoxiao felt dumbfounded, now having to play the role of a confidante.
"Sister-in-law, how many siblings do you have?"
Why would she suddenly ask that?
Could it be that her parents had done something again?
Even before they were married, she knew that Wang Yuemei was not favored in her family; she was just a pitiable figure.
So what? If her own family treats her poorly, then she should do the same.
Things don’t have to be so complicated.
Yun Xiaoxiao thought, perhaps Wang Yuemei valued family very much and was one of those who sought their parents’ favor.
But is that possible?
If she never received it before, could she possibly get it now?