Chapter 15: Song Qiao's Request

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Su Yanchu’s documents, including household registration, would take several days to transfer to the city, and the transfer procedures were too complicated. He would have to ride a bicycle from the city to school. It was indeed a bit troublesome.

“Third son, third son, Dad wants you and your younger sister-in-law to come out for a moment. He wants to discuss matters regarding your move to the city,” called out Su Youren from outside the door.

“Darling, this afternoon I argued with that old lady. She wants us to give them ten yuan every month as a pension once we move to the city, but I didn’t agree,” Qin Jiuhong told Su Dawei before heading out.

“We definitely won’t give that money,” Su Dawei said. Asking for ten yuan a month—what a fantasy.

“Mm,” Su Yanchu thought it was impossible to pay.

“Dad, Mom, let’s all go out together,” Su Yanchu suggested. For such an important matter, the whole family should face it united.

Su Dawei and Qin Jiuhong exchanged a glance and then nodded. After all, the three of them had overcome many difficulties together in the past.

Arriving at the main hall, the first and second branches of the family, along with Su Yaozu and the elderly Su couple, were already seated.

Seeing everyone gathered, Old Su tapped the table with his pipe, his face stern. “Today, we’re holding a family meeting.”

Su Dawei, Qin Jiuhong, and Su Yanchu found seats and sat down.

“You third branch is moving to the city, right?” Old Su’s expression darkened.

“Yes,” Su Dawei replied. “Dad, Mom, I want to separate from the family.”

“As long as we’re alive, there’s no separation,” Old Madam Su was unwilling to let Su Dawei’s family go so easily. Moreover, if they separated, the family’s communal property and some money would have to be divided. They also could not allow that family to pay money to them every month.

“We won’t give you any money every month. Dad, Mom, if you don’t want to separate, fine, we’ll sever ties in the newspaper!” Su Dawei threw down a hard line. “You don’t like our third branch anyway. It’s better to cut ties now.”

“Third son, you really have no conscience!” Old Madam Su pointed at Su Dawei’s nose angrily. “Have you forgotten who raised you from the very beginning? You want to just break away like this?”

“Mom, you know how crooked your own backside is. During the famine, when things were so hard, you still bought eggs for the younger brother,” Su Dawei said without hesitation, recalling old memories.

“And why is Yun Zhi so willing to help our family? It’s because when she got lost cutting wood in the mountains as a child, you and Dad were indifferent. I was the one who went to find her,” he continued.

“At that time, you didn’t even see Yun Zhi as a daughter. When she got lost, Mom, you said it was good—it could save some food for the family,” Su Dawei said.

“And more…”

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“Enough, stop talking,” Old Su’s face grew darker as he cut him off. “You all move out yourselves and don’t come back.”

“How can that be!” Old Madam Su still planned to squeeze more pension money from Su Dawei. They both worked in the city and earned good salaries. It was only right to send some money home every month to support them!

“Shut up,” Old Su glared at her, then continued, “You will pay us two yuan a month for our pension.”

“No way,” Qin Jiuhong refused to give a cent. “Not letting you divide the communal property and grain we earned over the years is already our biggest concession!”

“...” Old Su was silent for a moment before saying, “You will also bear some responsibility for our pension in the future.”

“We’ll talk about that later,” Su Dawei waved his hand. “But we don’t agree to pay a monthly pension.”

“If you don’t leave yourselves a way out, don’t expect us to help you when you’re in trouble,” Old Su warned.

“Grandpa, I don’t think the day will come when we need to ask you for help,” Su Yanchu said.

“Hmph!” Old Su snorted coldly and then got up and went back inside.

“Move out tomorrow and don’t come back,” Old Madam Su’s expression was equally grim.

“Mom, don’t be so anxious. I’ve contributed to the family for so many years. Staying a little longer is only fair,” Su Dawei shrugged. If they couldn’t get an apartment in the city, they could always stay in the old family house for a while.

“Hmph, ungrateful wretch!” Old Madam Su grumbled a few more curses. “Move out as soon as possible.”

After scolding, she left.

“That’s right, move out quickly,” Su Youren jealously remarked about their having jobs in the city. “Third son, I see you’ve grown wings. You dare to ignore your parents.”

“Yeah, why don’t you try flying for me?” Su Dawei retorted without giving Su Youren any leeway.

“...I...” Su Youren was speechless. He wanted to move out on his own too but simply didn’t have the ability.

“Dawei, let’s go back to the room,” Qin Jiuhong said, tired of dealing with them and wasting time.

Su Dawei nodded. Before returning, Su Yanchu noticed Su Qiqi’s jealous and hateful gaze but paid no mind.

Su Qiqi probably knew that Su Yanchu had taken that box of gold. Even if she reported it to the authorities, they wouldn’t find where the gold was, let alone have any evidence.

Moreover, the gold belonged to the former landlord rich family in the village. If she reported it, she’d be finished too.

Back in the room, Qin Jiuhong discussed some future plans with Su Dawei, while Su Yanchu sat at his small desk doing homework.

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Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

“Honey, Chuchu, who do you think it is?” Qin Jiuhong asked.

Nothing good ever comes without reason.

“Anyway, probably nothing good. Let’s open the door,” Su Dawei said.

“Why don’t you go?” Qin Jiuhong gave him a glare.

“Then you, Chuchu!”

“...” Su Yanchu paused her rapid writing, looked up at them, and said, “I think it’s for you.”

“I’ll go then,” Qin Jiuhong stood up and opened the door.

“Third sister-in-law.”

It was Song Qiao, Su Qiqi’s mother.

“Second sister-in-law?” Qin Jiuhong was surprised. She had thought it might be Su Qiqi.

Song Qiao was usually shy and didn’t speak much.

Before, Qin Jiuhong wouldn’t have imagined she would come.

“Do you have something to say?”

“I... I...” Song Qiao hesitated and finally didn’t say anything.

“If you have something to say, just say it!” Qin Jiuhong grew impatient.

“Third sister-in-law, can you help Qiqi find a job in the city?” Song Qiao, her whole old face red, finally voiced her request.

“What did you say?” Qin Jiuhong found it amusing. “A job?”

This surprised not only Qin Jiuhong but also Su Dawei and Su Yanchu. Finding a job in the city was not easy; even a temporary job often required spending several hundred yuan.

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