Chapter 403 - 403 403 Parents Who Are Never Wrong
Chapter 403 - 403 403 Parents Who Are Never Wrong
?Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Parents Who Are Never Wrong Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Parents Who Are Never Wrong “Mom and Dad, why did you come this time? If it’s about someone else’s business, don’t bother asking; you know it very well. You remember how they treated me back then; I was laid up in bed, and if it hadn’t been for my daughter and son-in-law getting me medical care, my daughters would’ve broken the pot to sell the iron to cure me, and they even started this shop for me.
Otherwise, we would probably only be able to go out on the streets to catch a northwest wind; I would have starved to death long ago. I’ve realized that my own daughters, even if not perfect, are still mine. Expecting help from others is indeed not as reliable as counting on one’s own children.” With this, Jianping immediately shut his parents up.
The old lady glared angrily.
“Second son, how could you say such a thing? Wasn’t the family also helpless back then? If there had been any way, as your birth mother, how could I not have sought treatment for you? Are you blaming us, your old parents, for not having the means to treat you?”
Jianping sneered, “Mom, don’t talk to me like this. The courtyard we have at home was built up by me, penny by penny. If you really wanted to treat me back then, even by selling the pots and the house, you could have done it, rather than taking advantage of my paralysis and doing nothing. You coerced me to settle all the elder care at once, forcing me and my wife to move out, knowing we had no land, no house, nothing—not even any money.
Of course, you gave birth to me, so I can’t say anything about you, but the bond between us as mother and son broke when you drove me out. The house I had spoken about well in advance, I had secured it to you for your elder care, and from then on, life, aging, sickness, and death were none of my concern.”
What the old man and the old lady wanted to do, they didn’t need to say it out loud. It’s just like what Yang Mei and others were saying outside; who doesn’t understand what’s going on?
Isn’t it just that now they see the good days we’re having and have their eyes on our money?
The old lady, furious, slapped her thigh, “Good, good, I’ve really raised a great son who doesn’t even want his own parents.”
Jianping kept quiet; whatever the old lady wanted to say, she could say. Anyway, he didn’t care.
He figured that having face was utterly useless.
A person who cares about face—except for being tricked by others, being taken advantage of—what good does it do them? None at all.
It’s better now not to care about face; without it, life is peaceful.
The old man spoke up, as if he didn’t say something now, the old lady would completely offend their son.
“Second son, we were indeed struggling back then, and your mother did that behind my back, which pains me as well. There are no perfect parents in the world, and yes, we may have done some wrongs, but we are still your parents. Now that the family has hit a difficult patch, you can’t refuse to lend a hand, otherwise, your parents really won’t have a way out.”
Jianping laughed, “Mom and Dad, it’s true that there are no perfect parents in the world, and no matter how you’ve treated me, in my heart, you are still my parents. Don’t worry, I won’t let you be left without a way out. Although the money for elder care has already been secured, as long as you need support, I won’t say a word and will still provide for you. After all, who else but their own children would hold a grudge against their parents overnight?”
With those words, the old couple immediately felt better. It seemed that their second son was still filial.
“That’s good, that’s good. Second son, your nephew Xiaoshan owes someone 5000 yuan, and now they’ve come knocking on our door. Hurry up and take the money to help him out,” the old man finally got to the point.