The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 781 - 750: Twenty Thousand Yuan, Can’t Fall Asleep_1

Chapter 781: Chapter 750: Twenty Thousand Yuan, Can’t Fall Asleep_1

This note was a hot potato, and He Tiantian looked towards Huo Yingjie, unsure whether she should accept it or not.

If Huo Yingjie agreed to take it, she would take it; if not, she would not reach out.

Everything depended on Huo Yingjie’s will.

Huo Yingjie saw his grandparents’ eyes full of hope, and if he didn’t take it, they would feel even more guilty.

"Alright, I will keep it for my parents," Huo Yingjie said. After accepting it, it might ease his grandparents’ minds.

"Good, good!" Old Master Huo laughed, "As long as your grandmother and I are alive, you’re still one family. After we pass, the first and second branches will be two families. I hope that you can offer each other assistance by that time."

Huo Zheqian chuckled and said, "Father, neither my younger brother nor I have a cold nature; we will naturally offer assistance to one another. You don’t need to worry about this matter."

"Yes, Grandfather," Huo Yingjie nodded and said, "We will unite and present a common front."

"That’s reassuring. A hundred years from now, I’ll be able to close my eyes in peace," Old Master Huo laughed. When one gets old, one hopes for harmony among descendants.

Old Madam Huo, seeing the old man constantly talking about what would happen after he was gone, expressed her displeasure, "Enough, you’re healthy, so let’s not talk about such things and worry the children. By the way, Yingjie, Tiantian, where did you buy your house?"

"In Maoer Alley, it’s not far from here," He Tiantian answered. Proximity was the main consideration when she was house-hunting.

"Good, indeed it’s not far, and in the future, it will be convenient to visit," Old Madam Huo was very pleased, from the location of the house, she could tell the intentions of the second son’s family. It is rare for them to take into account the feelings of their elders.

As elders, was there anything to be dissatisfied about?

Song Chunli’s heart felt as if it was bleeding. Perhaps her expression was too obvious, for even Zhao Huanhuan could not bear to watch and gently tugged at her mother-in-law’s sleeve.

The money belonged to the grandparents, and since the grandparents had two sons and two grandsons, they couldn’t give everything to the first branch.

Song Chunli, after being tugged by Zhao Huanhuan, came back to her senses and glared at Zhao Huanhuan before lowering her head.

In this family, she could not be the decision-maker.

He Tiantian and Huo Yingjie, as if they had not seen Song Chunli’s expression, tucked the note away.

It was just a minor interlude, soon passing, and under Huo Zheqian’s deliberate guidance, the room became lively again.

Back in their room, He Tiantian opened the note and saw that it actually contained twenty thousand yuan.

"Brother Yingjie, Grandfather and Grandmother have given us twenty thousand," He Tiantian said. The Huo Family was not short of money, but as the saying goes, ’the bun has meat, but not on the folds.’

"If they gave it, just take it," Huo Yingjie said, "Buying a house is only the first step in splitting the family; they are clear about that. Over the years, the resources of the Huo Family have been tightly controlled by my uncle, and my father has not received much. Most of my father’s achievements are the result of his own efforts, which my grandparents, my uncle, they all know."

"Oh, I see," He Tiantian understood. If the grandparents didn’t care for their branch, they also knew that the second branch wouldn’t be as close to the first branch.

Even among brothers, there isn’t just giving or just receiving.

"Here’s twenty thousand yuan, go ahead and pay down the loan or wait until three months later to pay it all back together," Huo Yingjie asked, "With cash in hand, deposit interest is much less than loan interest."

"Grandmother said the patent is in the afternoon, we’ll handle things in the morning," He Tiantian said. A loan of three hundred and forty thousand comes with a hefty interest, paying down more principal reduces the interest.

He Tiantian had thought about how thirty thousand now is worth more than thirty thousand in ten years, but she always felt that being in debt was uncomfortable, she would not owe money if she could pay it back.

"Okay!" Huo Yingjie agreed, guessing that He Tiantian would think that way. Whether it’s to a person or a bank, Tiantian never liked to owe anyone.

Over there, Song Chunli was tossing and turning, unable to sleep through the night.

Huo Zheqian had already fallen asleep, snoring loudly.

"Wake up, wake up!" Song Chunli nudged her husband; if she didn’t speak up, she wouldn’t be able to sleep all night.

"Why aren’t you sleeping at this hour!" Huo Zheqian said irritably, as he had a meeting to attend the next day and needed energy from a good night’s sleep.

"Stop sleeping, wake up, I have something to ask you," Song Chunli insisted on not letting Huo Zheqian sleep, pushing him again.

Huo Zheqian reluctantly sat up, turned on the light, and squinted his eyes as he asked, "What could be so important that it can’t wait until morning!"

"Zheqian, how much money do you think Father and Mother have given to Yingjie?" Song Chunli couldn’t hold back any longer after a night of enduring, and she finally voiced her major concern.

Huo Zheqian frowned and said, "No matter how much they gave, it’s my parents’ money. Why do you care so much about this!"

Huo Zheqian didn’t care; that money was for his younger brother’s family, not for strangers. What could be wrong with that!

Eventually, his younger brother would move out and certainly need a place to live. Their parents already felt very guilty for not preparing a house for him; giving him some money would ease their conscience a bit. This act was to warm the hearts of the second branch of the family so that they would continue to be as close to them in the future.

"But that’s Father and Mother’s money, we have a share too," Song Chunli said, "If it’s all given to the second branch, what will be left for us to inherit!"

Huo Zheqian looked at Song Chunli displeased and said coldly, "Don’t impose the petty squabbles and scheming of the Song family onto our Huo family. We live in the Huo Family Old Mansion, which will be our house in the future. Ultimately, my younger brother has to move out. Over the years, my parents have spent much more on us than on him, so don’t fixate on that little bit of money."

Song Chunli was so taken aback by Huo Zheqian’s words that she couldn’t speak for a long time.

"I’m just thinking of what’s best for our branch of the family!" Song Chunli said, "Look at other families that are so wealthy. We’re on fixed salaries; how embarrassing will our lives be in the future!"

"Has our home been lacking food or clothing?" Huo Zheqian asked, "Our younger brother’s family has more money than us, and when our parents give him a hand, you’re unhappy. Oh, when you need help from them, then we’re all a family, but when you don’t, we’re not?"

"That second branch is quite wealthy!" Song Chunli said, "Look at Yingjie’s wife running her businesses, I heard she has already opened two stores in Nan City, definitely wealthier than us. Moreover, look at Yingjie’s wife’s grandmother, her parents, they own big companies, big factories abroad, she must have no shortage of money!"

Song Chunli felt that the second branch was wealthy and should help them more. Old Master Huo and Old Madam Huo should also be helping their branch, not giving money to the second branch.

With money given to the second branch, the first branch would only be poorer in the future!

Song Chunli’s thoughts might be eccentric, but she believed they were right.