TGDS Chapter 40.2

Good Dad System (Arc 4) Chapter 40.2: The Eccentric Dad In The Chronicles (15)

In the past few days, Li Xiuzhi has been thinking about the money needed for the wedding and house building. She feels heartbroken every day. She is not happy with her two sons no matter what. Pei Jianshe and Pei Jianlai are quite understanding and especially attentive, but no matter how attentive they are, they will be scolded as long as they appear in front of Li Xiuzhi.

Tomorrow is the day that Pei Jianshe and Su Bifang are scheduled to meet. Li Xiuzhi has repeatedly told Pei Jianshe that they will not make new clothes until they get married, and asked Pei Jianshe to choose the newer set of clothes between the two old sets and not to get them dirty. But she never expected that this honest child, worried about Li Xiuzhi’s displeasure, would run all the way to the back mountain and end up ruining the good clothes.

“You say…” Pei Jianshe’s mind flashed, “How about I take this clothes to Bifang to help me mend it?” The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was brilliant. All the needlework in the house was with his mother, and they didn’t know where she put it. Besides, even if he really got it, he wouldn’t be able to mend it, right?

Pei Jianlai was silent. He looked at his brother, then at his clothes: “Brother, I think… it doesn’t look good.”

“How can it be bad?” Pei Jianshe said excitedly, “You don’t know? Bifang is very skilled. She often mends her own clothes! Her father also often asks her to mend his clothes. She mends them well, quickly, and sturdily.”

“…But brother, are you going to give this clothes to Sister Bifang, let her sew it, and then wear it to her house tomorrow?” Pei Jianlai always felt that something was wrong.

“Yes, Bifang is very quick.” Pei Jianshe said confidently.

“Don’t take it away even if she’s quick!” Pei Naochun just entered the house and wanted to find some water in the backyard, but he witnessed the conversation between his two sons. Look at what Pei Jianshe said! How can you do things like this? Not to mention that they will meet tomorrow, Bifang hasn’t confirmed their relationship with him yet, so there is no reason to bother others. Even a straight man like Pei Naochun can’t accept his silly son’s idea.

Pei Jianshe still holds the clothes in one hand, which is very awkward. But he is afraid that if he lets go, the clothes will fall off and the tears will get bigger and bigger. “But Dad, what should I do with the clothes?” He is the strongest one in the family. His brother and father are thinner than him. Even if they really lend him clothes, he can’t wear them, right? If he borrows from other people in the village, it’s okay, but Bifang’s family is from the same village. If people know about it, they will say that they don’t even have clothes to wear outside. Mom will definitely be angry.

“Just mend it!”

“But dad, my brother and I don’t have needles and thread. They’re with Mom.” Pei Jianlai spoke for his brother.

“…This.” Pei Naochun was stunned. Yes, his and Li Xiuzhi’s room was like half a warehouse. Almost all the slightly expensive things were stored in their room. The needle and thread were always taken out by Li Xiuzhi from the cabinet. His two sons didn’t sew clothes, so how could they have needles and thread?

“It’s okay, I’ll get it. Don’t let your mother know.” Pei Naochun thought about it, turned around and left immediately, preparing to fish in troubled waters in the room and get the line out.

He walked so fast that he didn’t notice his two sons looking at each other behind him, reaching out to stop him, but failing.

Dad, even if you come back with needle and thread, it will be useless. We don’t know how to use it, right?

…

Pei Naochun lifted the door curtain and entered the house. He had an important mission today, so his behavior was somewhat deliberate. After all, he had never stolen anything before. No, how could it be considered stealing if he took something from his own home? He just took it for a while.

Li Xiuzhi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with an open cloth bag in front of her. On the flat square towel were wrapped bills and money tied with hairbands. She was counting them carefully, over and over again. Just now, she heard someone come in, and she subconsciously covered the cloth bag and pulled the quilt over it. When she saw it was Pei Naochun, she felt relieved and continued to work.

“What are you doing?” Pei Naochun leaned against the wall, stunned. Li Xiuzhi acted out a stolen goods inspection scene at home, as if she had just returned from work somewhere.

Li Xiuzhi looked at him and said, “What can I do? Count money and coupons!”

“Why are you counting this?” He didn’t quite understand Li Xiuzhi’s mentality. She already had a mental account of the family’s money. Why count it?

“Why can’t I count how many there are?” Li Xiuzhi said, “Counting this makes me happy!”

When she was a daughter-in-law before, she had no right to manage money. Even when she went back to her parents’ home on the second day of the Chinese New Year to get something, she had to be supervised by her mother-in-law. If she took a little more than an egg, her mother-in-law would blame her and say that she was a traitor! When she became the head of the family, she had the right to manage money and accounts. Although the money and coupons did not seem to be much, they were all treasures in her heart. She wished she could hold them tightly in her hands every day when she went to bed, which made her feel so happy.

But now the money will be spent! Li Xiuzhi’s face was ugly, and the more she thought about it, the sadder she became.

Especially the eldest son, who had to find a spendthrift wife. Before she even got married, she had to spend a lot of their savings. What kind of sewing machine was that? Wouldn’t it be better to keep the cash? If the other party’s family hadn’t guaranteed that the sewing machine would be returned after a formality, she would not agree even if she hung herself.

She was already angry, and her own stupid son caused more trouble.

Li Xiuzhi wrapped up the precious money first and glared at her husband. People always say that a father who is a hero has a son who is also a hero. But her son is stupid. He inherited Pei Naochun’s style and can’t even manage the household. Her Jiancheng is the best. He inherited her style and is smart!

“Why are you glaring at me?” Pei Naochun had already walked to the cabinet. He remembered that every time Li Xiuzhi sewed something, she would take the needle and thread from here. He had searched in it as if nothing had happened. Yes, he had to stay calm. It was his own thing. There was no need to be nervous. “By the way, we’ll see each other tomorrow. Do you think I should change my clothes?”