Zhou Shu is in great need of money now. He wants to know roughly how much income his son has.

Zhou Junmin: "It's very little, just more money for extra food."

Zhou Shu's face showed sullenness: "Don't think that I don't know what you think. I can't know whose pocket this money goes into if you have more money for extra food?"

Zhou Junmin was able to consider Zhou Shu's problems, and Zhou Shu now also considered his son's problems. He felt that Xia Ning not only fed and lived with his son here, but also brought his younger brothers and sisters.

What use can the little monthly living expenses of two children do?

Seeing how well they eat every day, you can tell that their sons are subsidizing it.

Zhou Shu didn't even think about how much work Xia Ning could do here and how much money he could earn.

Does she earn more than anyone else?

Anyway, he felt that Xia Ning brought his younger brothers and sisters here, and the food and supplies were all his son's money. He didn't want this money to fall into Xia Ning's hands.

Zhou Junmin: "Dad, don't liquidate my little money. It's pointless. Having money at home is a big deal."

Zhou Shu said simply: "Don't worry about the money at home. Our family is in a bit of financial difficulty now. From now on, you should pay some living expenses every month."

Zhou Junmin: "Dad, please pay some money. I don't have any objection. But the problem is that you said you should pay living expenses. I don't live at home. What living expenses do you want me to pay?"

It is necessary to honor your parents, but he does not have a job yet and is still just a student. His father asks him for money whenever he asks.

Looking at the father in front of me, I suddenly felt a little strange.

Many times, relationships start with a little crack, then slowly turn into a crack, and then into a huge gap...

Some fission seems to have begun invisibly...

Zhou Junmin realized the seriousness of the matter.

I wonder if my father realizes this?

Zhou Shu: "I am getting older and older now."

Zhou Junmin: "Dad, please don't say such things in the village, otherwise you won't have to be the village chief."

Zhou Shu glared at Zhou Junming: "Do you speak like that?"

Zhou Junmin: "I'm just reminding you."

Zhou Shu thought about it, money was a big deal, and he said, "I will discuss the details with your eldest and second brothers. Just wait for notification."

The eldest and second child are easier to talk to, but the third child is not easy to talk to now. After all, he is still a student.

Zhou Junmin: "Dad, have you ever thought about the issue I mentioned to you last time? I remind you again now that if you want us to pay living expenses, you have to control the family's finances and how much should be spent on something. Money, you have to be clear about what you shouldn’t spend money on.”

"You can't have no control at all and tilt all the money to one side. If you spend all the money in one place, will the money be used in other places? If money is needed in other places, then you will How should we deal with it? You ask us to pay living expenses now, what happens after we pay them?"

Zhou Shu was stunned. He wanted his sons to pay living expenses just to meet his immediate needs. As for other things later, he still needed money, so he would think of another way!

But he also knew deeply in his heart that his idea was wrong.

But even though he knew this idea was wrong, he didn't want to change anything.

Because he felt that he was powerless to change. It was a fact that he married Hu Xiuzhi. Could he not be responsible for their mother and daughter?

Since there are difficulties at home, the whole family has to bear them together.

Everyone has their own ideas, but whether this idea is correct or not will lead to the development of things that is beyond their control.

Zhou Shu didn't think much about it now.

Asking your son for money first is business.

After talking so much, Zhou Shu finally left without congratulating his son on his good grades or solving Zhao Min's matter, looking exhausted.

Zhou Junmin returned to the house.

Xia Kai asked: "Brother Junmin, what happened?"

Zhou Junmin said: "It's nothing, you don't have to worry."

Xia Ning said in the kitchen: "Wash your hands and eat."

While the father and son were talking outside, she had already prepared the meal, and it was time to eat.

The reason why Zhou Shu walked so fast was because he smelled the aroma of the food. In fact, he wanted to stay and eat, but he thought of two sick people, Hu Xiuzhi and Zhao Min. Now that they were both injured, he had to go back and take care of them.

He hurried to the market to buy vegetables and noodles and then returned, preparing to eat simple noodles for lunch to save time.

Zhou Shu was rough at cooking. When he came back, he went to the small kitchen to boil water before entering the house.

As soon as Hu Xiuzhi saw the person, he quickly asked: "Brother Shu, how is the matter? Do you understand it clearly?"

Zhou Shu suddenly paused and said, "It's getting late now. Let's have noodles for lunch and we'll talk about this later."

Hu Xiuzhi was indeed hungry and nodded.

Zhao Min waited for Zhou Shu to turn around, but snorted coldly: "Mom, I guess dad didn't solve the problem. Judging from his appearance, he just didn't handle it well."

Hu Xiuzhi didn't speak. She reserved her opinion on Zhou Shu's way of handling the matter.

Zhou Shu simply boiled the noodles, because there was a little less water, the noodles were mushy, the vegetables were overcooked, and the eggs added on top were not as good-looking as those fried in the store.

When Zhou Shu brought the noodle soup in, Zhao Min said with a look of disgust: "Dad, how do you get this kind of food? I can't eat it."

Although Hu Xiuzhi was a little disgusted, she couldn't say such things to her daughter. She said, "This is the noodle soup cooked by your father. How can you say such things?"

Zhao Min said directly: "Then I won't eat it. Give me one dollar and I'll go out and buy a bowl of noodle soup. I can't eat it when my dad cooks it like this. How do you want me to eat it? The noodles are all mushy and there's nothing in the soup." , look at this dish...it's all yellow, what should you eat?"

Zhao Min disliked the noodles so much that he wanted to take one yuan to buy noodle soup outside.

Zhou Shu was really annoyed by being fired. He didn't say anything and ate silently while holding the bowl.

Hu Xiuzhi took a dollar from his pocket and threw it to Zhao Min: "Go."

Zhao Min took the money and went out.

Hu Xiuzhi said quickly: "Brother Shu, the child is still young, so don't worry about it."

Zhou Shu nodded. He really didn't want to argue with Zhao Min. Everyone said it was difficult to be a stepfather. He was too difficult to be a stepfather.

Hu Xiuzhi looked at Zhou Shu. He hadn't spoken since just now, and he was clearly angry. But she didn't know whether Zhou Shu was angry because of the noodles, or because of something that happened to his daughter before.

She asked: "Brother Shu, how well do you understand?"

The noodles were a little mushy and there were hiccups in his throat. Zhou Shu almost choked when Hu Xiuzhi asked this question.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Xiuzhi, feeling a little nervous. He coughed slightly before asking, "Let Amin speak clearly. Did she pay someone to deal with Xia Xue and Xia Kai?"

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