Chapter 468 Fend for Yourselves
The conversation had left Qiao Hailiang and Zhao Lichun utterly embarrassed; it seemed they knew that the part-time job story was fake and meant to get Big Brother to take in Qiao Meng. Both were somewhat awkward.
Qiao Meng didn’t understand what her uncle meant and asked, "Uncle, what do you mean by that?"
Qiao Haiqing said, "It means your parents will definitely let you study, as long as you have the ability to get admitted. They’ll support your education all the way, so you don’t need to worry about not having books to read.
You know I care about my reputation, but you should also know that your parents care about theirs, so next time they make you uncomfortable, just go to the door and cry. Let the people at the fiberglass factory see that when you get a stepmom, you get a stepdad too, and let them see how they mistreat you. And don’t come running to me anymore; you have your parents, and it’s not my place as your uncle to interfere. Remember that."
Having said that, he looked up at his younger brother, not wanting to say another word, and turned to walk to the door. Just before going down the stairs, he added, "Think before you act from now on. Take care of yourselves."
Seeing Big Brother walk away without turning back, Qiao Hailiang felt a bit panicked. Honestly, he knew very well that his comfortable life at the fiberglass factory was due to the respect people paid to his elder brother.
He turned and glared fiercely at Zhao Lichun: "You’re always coming up with bad ideas. Now you’ve done it; Big Brother might never get involved with our second household’s affairs again."
Qiao Meng now understood that the temp job was a sham, just a ploy to make her run to her uncle for help so that she’d naturally end up staying at his place.
She wanted to live with her uncle, but knowing her biological father and stepmother’s scheme hurt her. It seemed the courtyard rumors were right: with a stepmom comes a stepdad.
If her uncle truly wasn’t going to bother with her anymore, she’d have to rely on herself. In just that short moment, Qiao Meng had already thought of a way to cope.
If they made things difficult for her, she’d just go downstairs and cry. The three yuan her birth mother gave her would stay in her own hands; she wouldn’t let anyone else take it.