The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 480 - 451 Unfortunate Family_1

Chapter 480: Chapter 451 Unfortunate Family_1

However, Huo Zheqian was after all her husband, and Huo Yingqi was his daughter. The husband spoke in such a manner, also for the sake of making their in-laws save face.

"Zheqian, then what should we do now?" The Eldest Sister-in-law of the Huo Family felt at a loss. "Yingqi is so stubborn. With her attitude today, it is certain that the grandparents will be annoyed with her."

Huo Zheqian was quite disappointed and sighed, "Yingqi doesn’t get it, you can’t treat her as a child anymore. You know, in a family like ours, we can still tolerate Yingqi. If she were at her in-law’s house, would they tolerate this?"

"As a daughter of the Huo Family, could she possibly be bullied after marrying out?" said the Eldest Sister-in-law of the Huo Family. She must be very cautious when looking for a match for her daughter,

Upon hearing this, Huo Zheqian was displeased and scoffed, "With the Huo Family in its glory, what pride could a married-off daughter have? If she doesn’t act sensibly, no matter how strong her family backing is, it’s useless. It seems Yingqi doesn’t have her wits about her, but I don’t blame her, as she has a mother who also doesn’t have her wits about her."

A parent being present, everything in the second branch should respect the main house. Over the years, being outside, in terms of capability, Huo Zheqian admits he cannot compare with his younger brother.

Once the parents are gone, his younger brother’s family might not be willing to maintain such deference.

Moreover, his son Huo Yingjun is married, and will have his own small family in the future. Who will look after a witless sister or niece then!

"Huo Zheqian, what right do you have to speak about me? The daughter was not only born from me, you had a part in it too," the Eldest Sister-in-law of the Huo Family angrily cursed, unable to hold back any longer. After years of humbly keeping a low profile, what she got in return was being called "witless."

Huo Zheqian sneered, "You might as well try, whether I will divorce you or not!"

After speaking, he went directly to his study.

The Eldest Sister-in-law of the Huo Family was so frightened that she sat on the chair with a thump, and sobbed with her face covered for a long time.

She felt even more wronged and sad in her heart.

Inside the house, Old Master Huo and Old Madam Huo were also in a bad mood. To have such an incident occur during the New Year was too much.

"A sign of a family’s downfall!" lamented Old Master Huo, "I should not have agreed to this marriage while drunk. She is not worthy of my son."

Old Madam Huo frowned and muttered softly, "Regretting now is too late. Where was this sentiment earlier!"

Originally, she had disagreed with the marriage with the Song Family, but the old man, caring about his reputation, stubbornly agreed to it.

"Alas, the old saying goes well: ’A household with a virtuous wife means less disaster for the husband, but marrying an unworthy wife brings calamity for three generations.’ It’s not false at all," Old Master Huo said with a sigh. "Fortunately, Boss is sensible, otherwise... sigh..."

Seeing the old man so downhearted, Old Madam Huo consoled him, "Alright, children and grandchildren have their own fortunes; at your age, you should stop worrying about the younger generation."

"People can say that, but how many can actually do it?" replied Old Master Huo. "The second son mentioned that Yingjie is already engaged. That girl, you’ve met her last time, what do you think?"

After listening, Old Madam Huo laughed, "She’s a good girl, with clear eyes and a sound heart, and not as uncompromising as Huanhuan. No wonder the second son and his wife, as well as Yingjie, are so fond of her."

"I also think she’s not bad," said Old Master Huo. "Your judgement is still better. Initially, you said that Boss’s wife wouldn’t work out, and I didn’t believe it, but now I do. Back then, when the second brought his wife home, I was dissatisfied that the Jiang Family wasn’t good enough, but you said the second’s wife was a good person, and we were bringing in a daughter-in-law, not the Jiang Family. Now it seems you were really right."

Old Madam Huo was quite proud, saying, "It’s often said that men have broad minds and far-reaching visions, achieving great things. But the same is true for women. Only being able to see the distance at the tip of one’s nose, and having thoughts as narrow as the tip of a needle—such a woman would not manage her family well. As for a career, she wouldn’t achieve much either."

"Heh heh, yes, that’s why you are more capable than I am." Old Master Huo felt like he was back in his younger days when he saw his wife like this, and his gloomy mood improved slightly.

"We each have our strengths and weaknesses, but what’s most important is to be clear about what we’re capable of." Old Madam Huo smiled, "Fortunately, the Huo Family is already on track. As for the future, we’ll let the younger generation handle it."

"Then that’s all we can do," Old Master Huo said. He was getting old and knew that one day he would leave this world. The children had grown up and should have their own ideas.

Now, after Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang returned to their room, they looked at each other.

"Ah, I understand now why Yingqi can’t see things clearly. It turns out she’s following the lead of the Eldest Sister-in-law." Huo Zhekun sighed, "Let’s stay out of the affairs of Big Brother’s family from now on."

"Of course, I know. The Eldest Sister-in-law is quite petty. It wasn’t obvious before, but now that the children are grown, it’s become evident," Jiang Lifang said, "We’ve always been away, without any conflicts with her, so I suppose we won’t have any major disagreements. As for the future, even if we move back to Yanjing, we should live separately, not together with them. It’s enough to just come over regularly to have meals with father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"That’s a good idea. Being squeezed together isn’t pleasant," Huo Zhekun said. "By the way, when you send letters to Tiantian, send her some things from home too. If there’s nothing suitable, just go out and buy something. We only have one son; even after he gets married, it’s only a family of four. We can’t act like enemies."

At this, Jiang Lifang wanted to laugh, and said, "I’ve got it. Everything is ready, and I will send it tomorrow. Speaking of which, I really don’t understand what the Eldest Sister-in-law is thinking. It wasn’t easy for her son to get married to someone he loves, but she looks at Huanhuan like she’s an enemy."

"Isn’t it because she’s afraid her son will forget his mother once he’s married and has a wife? You’ll probably do the same when Yingjie gets married," Huo Zhekun said. He couldn’t stand the Eldest Sister-in-law either. They’re a family; why be so estranged!

"I certainly won’t," Jiang Lifang retorted, "Don’t try to jinx me. I know better. I wouldn’t act like the Eldest Sister-in-law. If the young couple is doing well, it’ll save us from worry."

"As long as you can think like that, it’s good. Besides, you still have me," Huo Zhekun said, and the couple began to imagine their son getting married, and even He Tiantian giving birth to two grandsons and two granddaughters.

It couldn’t be more beautiful.

Jiang Lifang didn’t want to take too much from home, so she took some cash and bought a few things outside to express her sentiment in the parcel for Tiantian.

This was the first year of the engagement, and according to tradition, Huo Yingjie should be sending gifts to his future in-laws. But with Huo Yingjie away, Huo Zhekun and Jiang Lifang couldn’t not send gifts.

So they bought items for He Jingyu and Wang Shuping separately, planning to send them all together.

On the other side, Old Madam Huo also prepared some gifts to express her sentiments to He Tiantian.

When He Tiantian received these items, it was already the eighth day of the first lunar month.

Seeing so many gifts, Wang Shuping and He Jingyu were also delighted. It proved that the Huo Family valued their daughter! It wasn’t about the gifts, but the sentiment behind them.

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