Chapter 1649: Directly Withholding Face

Xiao Nianchun glanced at the man, the one who had led the commotion earlier: "Yes, Peking University's Department of Political Science and Law. My niece told me that after graduation, she'll likely be assigned to work in the public security, procuratorate, or court units."

Having finished speaking, she looked at the woman who had just tried to offer a toast: "I heard you were kicked back home by your in-laws?"

Those words made the woman's face change.

She wanted to curse, but her sister-in-law, who had just come out of the kitchen, pulled her inside: "You watch the pot for me; I need to say a few words to my younger sister-in-law."

Xiao Nianchun's expression cooled: "Just call me Nianchun. Calling me 'younger sister-in-law' is unpleasant to hear."

Before she could say anything else, Xiao Nianchun said, "We have other matters to attend to, so we'll be leaving now."

Before this, Xiao Nianchun had thought this family was nice, but after visiting today, she felt it would be better to have less contact with such people in the future.

Qiu Jinzhou took his coat, said goodbye to the host, nodded to the others, and said, "I'll be leaving first; you all eat and drink well."

Upon hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but think: "This couple are both no good; one says 'calling me younger sister-in-law is unpleasant to hear,' and the other says 'I'm leaving first, you all eat and drink well.'"

With that interruption just now, how could anyone possibly eat well?

Sure enough, once Qiu Jinzhou left, the previous atmosphere was gone; everyone ate a little casually, then took their leave one by one.

Without even looking, one could tell there would be plenty of arguing in this house tonight; originally a joyous occasion, it was soured by the family itself.

On the other side, after holding it in all day and night, Fu's mother finally couldn't hold back anymore: "I need to tell you something."

Fu's father was reading a book on machinery; after turning a page, he said, "Go ahead, I'm listening."

Fu's mother leaned over to him: "Chuxue got into Peking University."

Fu's father kept staring at the book in his hands: "Is Peking University that easy to get into? Don't..."

At this point, he realized: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly; say it again."

Now he stopped reading the book and stared at his wife's face.

Fu's mother wrapped her arm around Fu's father and spoke clearly, word by word: "Our fourth son's wife got into Peking University; the admission letter has already been received."

Fu's father put the book aside: "When did this happen? Why are you only telling me now?"

Fu's mother smiled: "If I hadn't been unable to hold it in any longer, I wouldn't have told you."

Fu's father was somewhat puzzled: "This is such tremendous good news; why would she want to keep it hidden?"

Fu's mother sat up straight: "It's just that Chuxue is too sensible; she was afraid the rest of the family would feel too much pressure if they knew, so she thought she'd wait until they had news of their own before saying anything."

Fu's father stood up: "Such wonderful news; if the old master were..."

He had meant to say that if the old master knew, he would surely be happy, but before he could finish, he remembered that their own old master was already gone.

After a moment, he finally recovered.

Thinking that his fourth daughter-in-law had actually gotten into a top university, he said, "Here's the plan: whoever gets into university this time will receive a reward. Tell them that for a top-tier university, we'll reward five hundred; for an ordinary undergraduate university, three hundred; for a junior college, one hundred. Anyway, as long as they get in, they've done well."

Hearing this, Fu's mother initially felt a bit of pain, but at their age, any savings they had would eventually be divided among them anyway; it was better to use it to motivate them, which would be more meaningful: "Fine, I have no objection. If you've made up your mind, I'll go over to their place first thing tomorrow morning; after all, they aren't too far away."

The two chatted a bit more, and the matter was settled.

Fu's father was in a good mood; a short while later, he added, "Prepare three big red envelopes later; tomorrow morning, give them to the three children at the fourth son's place, as a small token of our affection as grandparents."