Chapter 90

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

The tea was brewed very quickly.

Chai Mi took a sip; indeed the taste was good, not much like fake tea leaves.

And Chai Mi knew Chai Min — she had always spent money with a free hand; it was very possible she would spend a high price to buy some Mingqian Tea that others were unwilling to drink.

And that sickly one, aside from saving money on food, spent money lavishly on everything else. Willing to drink, willing to dress up…

Thinking of the sickly one's arrival, Chai Mi asked: "Second Aunt, you say — is the difference between giving birth to a daughter and giving birth to a son that great?"

"Giving birth to a son is still better…" Song Qiuping said somewhat desolately: "Look at my family — there isn't even a helper for work…"

"Second Aunt, your family has no work…" Chai Mi reminded her half-jokingly.

Song Qiuping was stunned for a moment: "Seems like it… but giving birth to a boy is still good — a boy can annoy you right in front of you. A girl will eventually find a husband's family, and then you won't see her anymore. And our family — big household, great estate — having a son is also good for continuing the family line and inheriting the property."

Chai Mi nearly burst out laughing at Song Qiuping: Indeed a big household, great estate… they can even afford Mingqian Longjing.

"Not necessarily." Chai Mi said unhurriedly: "My grandfather also gave birth to three sons, yet I didn't see it turn to my Second Uncle to continue the family line and inherit the family property."

Song Qiuping looked at Chai Mi somewhat bewildered.

Chai Mi continued: "That bit of family property at the old residence — it all went to Chai Lao San. Not to mention other things, this time Chai Lao San broke his leg, and it was the old man and old woman who spent the money. When Chai Dajun was studying, the tuition was also paid by their family; now Erwei — isn't he also being coaxed by the old woman?

Second Aunt, when your Chai Min was little, did my grandmother ever coax a child for you?"

Song Qiuping frowned tightly: "How could that be possible — Wang Huirong helping me coax a child? Hah…"

Chai Mi organized her words: "Second Aunt, look — same as sons, my Second Uncle's children they didn't coax; my Xiu'er is still not that old, and the old woman hasn't coaxed a child for her either. But when it came to Erwei, the old woman coaxed the child very attentively, holding him every day. That's fine too — after all he's her precious grandson. But…

There's one thing I don't quite understand. For instance, Chai Dajun's leg — wasn't it injured by those few chops of mine? I heard people say it was my grandmother who took money to the clinic to stitch it up, and afterward the medicine — they even spent money to buy a big package of food for him. In the end they even threw him two hundred yuan… My cousin Chai Min, during the New Year, had numb hands and feet, stayed in the hospital for half a month, and I didn't see my grandmother spend a penny…"

The matter of Chai Dajun was something Chai Mi had heard people gossiping about these past two days. As for Chai Min's hospitalization with numb hands and feet… it might have been from wearing too little, catching a heavy chill, and freezing.

Of course, regardless of whether it was from freezing or something else, anyway she went numb…

Although whoever freezes gets numb, but the sickly Chai Min had a weak constitution, so she went completely numb and bewildered, and went to the hospital…

The moment Song Qiuping thought of this matter, her temper flared up immediately. She remembered when her own daughter was hospitalized, the old man and old woman only asked about it once, and not to mention they didn't specially go to the hospital to see her — they didn't spend a single cent! Thinking of this, Song Qiuping slapped the table: "Exactly! Why! Why is it that for the same granddaughter falling ill, they didn't spend money, but when a grandson falls ill, they throw two hundred yuan? Who the hell do they look down on?"

"They look down on you, Second Aunt…" Chai Mi softly chimed in.

"They dare…"

"They've already done it…"

Song Qiuping glanced at Chai Mi, then shot to her feet with a scrape; her voice even changed a little, her face flushed, and she cursed with a red face: "This old woman is too much of a non-entity — since they are not benevolent, don't blame me for not being righteous!"