Boss, He’s Becoming a Father (Arc 6) Chapter 103.1: My Son is an Unparalleled Good Man (7)
Old Man Wang dared not admit to what Shao Yu had said.
“Old Shao, don’t talk nonsense. Our Wang family isn’t like that.” Old Man Wang was eager to get rid of this label, because once it was attached to him, it would ruin the reputation of the entire Wang family.
“Isn’t that how it is? With so much land, how could she be unable to eat?” Shao Yu retorted.
Old Wang was also eager to know the answer to this question.
Widow Zhao’s family had a lot of land but few people, making them well-known throughout the village.
When Zhao’s husband, Wang San, was alive, he was known for being honest and hardworking. If he were still alive, Zhao’s life would probably be one of the best in the village.
Wang San was diligent, but he supported a group of less diligent family members. While Wang San was alive, they could manage, but after he died, his family did not change at all. They still preferred to rent out the land to others to farm, collecting only a small amount of grain each year, and no one was willing to work in the fields.
Most people in the village grow vegetables in front of and behind their houses, but in the whole village, it is estimated that only Widow Zhao’s house is completely bare in front of and behind it.
Even if the land is rented to others, it shouldn’t be to the point where they can’t afford to eat.
Faced with everyone’s questioning gazes, Widow Zhao burst into tears on the spot.
“Last week, Xiaobao fell ill, and I sold all the grain in the house to pay for his treatment. Uncle, I had no other choice. Xiaobao is my husband’s only son. If anything happens to him, how can I face him in the afterlife…”
Widow Zhao wept bitterly, and Old Man Wang, upon hearing this, couldn’t help but think of his honest and kind third cousin. Feeling a pang of sorrow, he decided not to press the matter further.
Shao Dachun added, “I was the one who took Xiaobao to the hospital when he was sick. He was very ill at the time, and if I hadn’t taken him there in time, I don’t know what would have happened.”
Widow Zhao then said, “Brother Dachun, I can never repay the kindness you have shown to Xiaobao in my entire life. You are truly a great person.”
Shao Yu watched coldly from the side. The words “good person” were like a switch. As soon as Zhao the widow said them, Shao Dachun would immediately be affected by some kind of buff and become completely out of his mind.
“Don’t worry, Xiao Zhao. Although the three Wang brothers are gone, you still have me. I will definitely take good care of you and your child,” Shao Dachun said excitedly.
Widow Zhao then took the opportunity to praise him a few more times, calling him a “good person.”
Old Wang, standing to the side, also thought that Shao Dachun was a really good person.
Everything seemed harmonious, but Shao Yu suddenly said, “Why are you taking care of them, mother and child? Are you the child’s stepfather?”
Shao Dachun’s smile froze instantly.
Old Wang was also suddenly jolted out of that inexplicable atmosphere. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the “care” was a bit strange. His eyes darted between Widow Zhao and Shao Dachun.
“Dad, please don’t say that. My relationship with Xiao Zhao is purely platonic. I just want to help her.”
Shao Yu nodded and said, “Indeed pure, as pure as a lover’s brother or sister.”
Listening to Shao Yu’s sarcastic words, Shao Dachun felt that he couldn’t explain himself at all. On the contrary, Liu Guizhi suddenly pulled her husband to her side.
Because of her husband, Liu Guizhi had always tolerated the Zhao widow’s family. Now that her father-in-law was backing her up, Liu Guizhi finally stood up to them head-on.
“Zhao Xuehong, Shao Dachun is my man. I hope you stay away from him,” Liu Guizhi said.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuehong frowned, revealing a somewhat aggrieved expression, and said, “Sister-in-law Guizhi, I have always known my place. My husband is dead, and I am going to stay by his side for the rest of my life. I really have no improper thoughts about Brother Dachun.”
Shao Dachun immediately became unhappy and said to his wife, “Liu Guizhi, what nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Zhao and I are not in that kind of relationship. Don’t think nonsense. If word gets out, how can we face each other?”
Shao Yu said, “Be a human being? Didn’t you stop being a human being a long time ago?”
He could be impatient with his wife, but he didn’t have the guts to talk to his own father. He could only beg Shao Yu not to say anything out of line.
Liu Guizhi seized the opportunity to vent all her grievances.
“The child is sick but doesn’t go to the child’s uncle; he insists on coming to you.”
“When they run out of rice at home, they don’t ask relatives for help, but they insist on coming to you.”
“You care about other people’s children more than your own daughter, and you even gave away your daughter’s only toy.”
Old Wang, who was standing to the side, was extremely embarrassed, while Shao Dachun was restless and felt that Liu Guizhi had completely humiliated him in front of outsiders.
Zhao Xuehong’s tears fell again, and she said, “Brother Dachun, please don’t argue with your wife because of me.”
She then turned to Liu Guizhi and said, “Sister-in-law, Brother Dachun is just kind-hearted. He sees our mother and son as pitiful. He would never value my Xiaobao more than Niuniu.”
But these words only made Liu Guizhi angrier, and she said, “Whose child is more important is none of your business!”
“Have you made enough of a scene? Can’t you be a little more rational with your guests?” Shao Dachun shouted.
Liu Guizhi was so upset by his shout that she almost burst into tears.
Zhao Xuehong lowered her head, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Shao Yu slammed his hand on the table and said to Shao Dachun, “You’re really something, yelling at your wife for another woman.”
Liu Guizhi looked at Shao Yu with gratitude. When her husband went crazy, her father-in-law stood by her unconditionally, and Liu Guizhi slowly regained some support.
“Dad, no, I just think we should be polite to guests…” Shao Dachun couldn’t bring himself to be defiant towards Shao Yu.
Shao Yu looked at him and said, “When an unwelcome guest comes to your door, you still think about being polite. I’m afraid you’ll be eaten alive, leaving not even bones. That would be too polite.”
Shao Yu thought of the story where Niu Niu was betrothed to a mentally challenged man. It was Zhao Xuehong who acted as matchmaker, constantly telling Shao Dachun how pitiful the man’s family was and hinting that he should marry Niu Niu off to them. Therefore, Shao Yu had no good feelings towards Zhao Xuehong, this so-called “pitiful person”.
“Father, how can you say that in front of others?” Shao Dachun said anxiously.
Shao Yu, however, was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he looked at Zhao Xuehong and said, “You sold grain to pay for your son’s medical treatment. You are truly a good mother.”
Zhao Xuehong knew that Shao Yu didn’t like her, so she couldn’t tell whether Shao Yu’s words were sarcastic or complimentary.
Shao Yu’s gaze fell on Zhao Xuehong’s brand-new clothes, and he said, “Is the money from selling the grain enough to treat your illness?”
Zhao Xuehong shook her head and said, “It’s not enough, but thanks to Brother Dachun, if it weren’t for him taking the money, I’m afraid I would have cried myself to death in the hospital.”
Hearing Zhao Xuehong say this reminded Liu Guizhi of what happened that night, and she said, “Dachun did take a lot of money out at the time, and didn’t get a single penny back.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuehong’s face stiffened for a moment, but she quickly said, “A person’s character is revealed in times of crisis. Fortunately, Brother Dachun never cares about this money, otherwise I don’t know how I would have gotten through this.”
Her words seemed to imply that Liu Guizhi cared too much about money, and these sarcastic remarks infuriated Liu Guizhi.
“He doesn’t seem to care, but you don’t seem to care much either,” Shao Yu said.
Zhao Xuehong hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Uncle Shao, what do you mean by that?”
“Ordinary people would repay such a life-saving favor even without expecting anything in return, as long as they have the money for medical treatment. Even if they can’t afford it right away, they would write an IOU to show their sincerity,” Shao Yu said.
Zhao Xuehong’s face stiffened, and she quickly said, “It was my fault. Because Brother Dachun never mentioned repaying the money, I didn’t think of that. But I remember all the kindness Brother Dachun has shown me, and I just hope to repay him properly when I have the chance.”
Shao Dachun immediately said, “Xiao Zhao, what are you saying? Why would I need your repayment?”
Shao Yu said, “There’s no need for future repayment. Let’s just write an IOU first.”
Shao Dachun quickly stopped him: “Dad, how can you do something so petty?”
“You’re generous, but is what you’re giving away your own money?” Shao Yu asked.
Shao Dachun scratched the back of his head and said, “That’s my money, it’s my salary.”
Shao Yu said, “You eat and drink at home, don’t you need to pay household expenses?”
Helpless, Shao Dachun said, “Why do husband and wife have to be so particular about each other?”
“Then why do you make such a clear distinction when doing housework? Why do you always let your wife do everything first when something happens?” Shao Yu retorted.
Shao Dachun immediately said, “That’s not the same thing.”
Shao Yu then said, “Oh, that’s what gigolos all think.”
Shao Dachun remained silent; he didn’t want to be labeled a gigolo.
Shao Yu then said to Zhao Xuehong, “Perfect timing, since your elders are here too, write an IOU in front of them first.”
Zhao Xuehong didn’t expect Shao Yu to be serious. She went to ask for grain but didn’t get it. Instead, she was asked to send an IOU. Zhao Xuehong felt that she had lost out by coming here today.
But Old Wang was easily swayed, and he chimed in, “Third brother’s wife, just write an IOU. Everything will be clear, and then I’ll feel at ease.”
Zhao Xuehong looked utterly refusing, but Shao Yu acted quickly, finding paper and pen from somewhere and starting to write.
“Dachun, how much money did you take with you that day?” Shao Yu asked about the amount owed.
Although Shao Dachun remembered it clearly, he was unwilling to get the money back, so he kept stammering and refused to give a true figure.
On the contrary, Liu Guizhi spoke up: “Fifty yuan and fifty-seven cents. Da Chun had just received a month’s salary of fifty yuan, and he took all the fifty-seven cents I had left.”
Shao Dachun showed no remorse whatsoever; instead, he gave his wife a reproachful look, as if blaming her for telling everyone everything.
Shao Yu asked Shao Dachun, “That night, did you really not bring back a single penny?”
Liu Guizhi’s answer was still the same: “After he came back, I searched his pockets, and there wasn’t a single coin in them.”
Fifty yuan was not a small sum in those days, and Old Man Wang couldn’t help but glance at Zhao Xuehong.
Shao Yu said casually, “What a coincidence that this happened right after I got paid. It’s like the wife timed it perfectly to get her husband to hand over his salary.”