"Dad, look, Uncle Tang fell and injured his leg. You are the pillar of our family. Me, mom, and Xiao Jun, we can’t be without you," Tang Yue immediately said. She continued, "Mom, please convince dad. Working at the forest farm is tiring, difficult, and dangerous. You wouldn’t want dad to endure such hardship for so little money, right?"
Tang Yue was just thinking about how hard it was to explain this situation to Zhang Hualian directly. With Uncle Tang’s example, this was the perfect opportunity to give dad a warning.
"Zhengde, Xiao Yue is right. We can’t afford to lose you," Zhang Hualian was extremely worried. Tang Zhengde was indeed the backbone of the family. If something happened to him, how would she and her daughters survive in the future?
"Xiao Yue, don’t scare your mom," Tang Zhengde said with a smile, trying to reassure her: "I’ve been working at the forest farm for several years without any issues. Don’t overthink things. Yes, it’s tough and tiring, but as a man, I can handle it."
Moreover, Zhang Hualian managed the household well. Previously worried about Tang Yue, now she had matured and become sensible, and Xiao Jun was also focusing on his studies. His biggest hope every day was to be able to return home early.
Night.
Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian lay in bed, each apologizing to the other.
Tang Zhengde felt he had burdened his wife and daughters.
Zhang Hualian felt she had held him back; after all, Tang Zhengde could have married a better woman back then, so why had he chosen a woman who came with baggage?
The couple talked, and naturally, they ended up engaging in the best exercise for bringing spouses closer to each other.
In the darkness, Tang Zhengde’s eyes gleamed as he watched the sleeping Zhang Hualian and seriously pondered the feasibility of Tang Yue’s words.
On Saturday, Tang Zhengde took Tang Yue to her school and then went directly to the market to find Tang Mingli, who was selling clothes.
Tang Mingli was very busy when Tang Zhengde arrived. Lacking Tang Yue’s help, from morning till night, he was spinning like a top.
"Second brother, you’re here," Tang Mingli greeted him warmly, but there were too many customers buying clothes, and it wasn’t the place for a lengthy chat.
After saying a few words, Tang Zhengde sat to one side and watched.
Tang Mingli’s stall wasn’t large, but it wasn’t small either. Clothes hung everywhere, attracting many customers. Since his arrival, Tang Mingli had already made around sixty dollars.
Tang Zhengde calculated briefly; it had only been about an hour since he sat down.
When Tang Mingli was less busy, he spoke up: "Mingli, your business is not bad at all."
"It’s passable," Tang Mingli’s smile could light up a room. His business was more than just ’passable.’ These days, he would wake up laughing from his dreams.
"Big brother, you still need money?"
Tang Mingli asked.
"No," Tang Zhengde shook his head. "Big brother’s leg is just being taken care of at home."
"Then you came here especially, is there something you need?" Just as Tang Mingli asked, another customer arrived.


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