mtl008 Chapter 220 From Stinky Dog Shit to Delicious Food
Chapter 220 From Stinky Dog Shit to Delicious Food
Hong Tianhe was utterly despondent and wanted to commit suicide by banging his head against a telephone pole.
The collision didn't happen; they were stopped by helpful bystanders.
He cried his heart out, saying that everyone says raising children can provide for you in old age, but now it seems they can't provide for you at all.
He raised his two sons with great difficulty, but they treated him like a ball and didn't want to support either of them.
Seeing the two families getting along so well, he didn't want to live such a stifling life anymore.
After a long while, the two sons were pulled apart by the crowd. The elder son had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the younger son had blood flowing from his nose.
They continued to curse each other, having long forgotten that they were all the same mother.
At this moment, the third daughter, Hong Chuntao, rushed over and, seeing her father's miserable state, burst into tears.
"If you won't support Dad, I will!" she angrily berated her two brothers.
"Get him away quickly, get him away right now!" Boss Hong shouted, jumping up and down.
"Hong Chuntao, you're nothing, what are you pretending to be?" Hong Lao Er said angrily.
Hong Tianhe wept uncontrollably. He had favored his son his whole life, and hadn't given his daughter a single penny since she got married.
In the end, it was his daughter who felt sorry for him.
"Chuntao, your family isn't doing well either. The meager salaries you two earn are barely enough to support your family."
"Third daughter, it is your son's responsibility to take care of you in your old age. Do what you can."
"Donglin, you should quickly persuade Sanya, your family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat."
The neighbors knew that Old Hong was biased and advised the third daughter not to get involved.
However, the prevailing social trend is to favor sons over daughters.
The third son-in-law, Zhang Donglin, smiled wryly, "What can we do? We can't just let the old man end up on the streets, can we?"
“Father,” Hong Chuntao cried, “If you don’t mind, come and stay at my house. As long as I have something to eat, I won’t let you go hungry.”
Overwhelmed with regret and emotion, Hong Tianhe wept uncontrollably.
At that moment, people heard a horn, and a car was blocked outside the crowd.
Hong Tianhe recognized Wang Peng's car, quickly got up, wiped away his tears, and brushed the dirt off his body.
Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu got off the bus and were somewhat bewildered by the sea of people.
"Xiao Peng, Mingzhu, what brings you here?" Hong Tianhe forced a smile.
“Uncle Tianhe, you’ve paid your salary. We’ll send you your salary.” Li Mingzhu replied.
The scene fell silent immediately.
Wang Peng glanced at the crowd, opened his bag, and took out his wages and proof of payment.
He said in a deep voice, "Uncle Hong, last month's salary was one thousand yuan. Please sign the pay slip and I will go to the tax bureau to file the tax return."
Hiss... Everyone gasped.
The eldest son, the second son, the third daughter, and all the onlookers were staring intently at Wang Peng.
Everyone else earns two or three hundred a month, but Old Hong, who's missing an arm, is getting a thousand... This...
"Xiao Peng, wasn't it five hundred?" Hong Tianhe's eyes widened. "How come it suddenly became a thousand?"
Wang Peng laughed and said, "It's a raise, that's normal."
"No." Hong Tianhe was at a loss. "Why is it going up so much? Don't you... don't you want to use me anymore?"
"Uncle, don't overthink it," Li Mingzhu said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe his face.
Wang Peng said, "Last month I earned four thousand, and I took half of it to raise everyone's salaries. It will be like this from now on."
He handed the money to Hong Tianhe and said with a smile, "Take a look at the money. If there are no problems, sign it."
Hong Laoda said urgently, "Dad, what are you standing there for? Sign the papers and come home with me right away."
"Go home with whom? Who do you think you are?" Hong Lao Er roared. "Our father should live in our house. What would he do if he went back with you?"
"Hong Lao Er, have you no shame? Which bastard just wouldn't let his own father in?"
"That was just now, and this is now. Who are you to call yourself a grandson?"
"..."
The two brothers started hurling insults at each other again, escalating from cursing each other's mothers to cursing each other's grandsons.
The third daughter, Hong Chuntao, remained silent, staring coldly at her two brothers with a sneer on her face.
A father who doesn't get a raise is a piece of trash; a father who gets a raise is a hot commodity. Nobody wanted him before, but now everyone's fighting over him.
Looking at his arguing brothers, Wang Peng roughly understood what was going on and asked in a deep voice, "Uncle, what's going on?"
"It's all family scandal, I'm sorry you had to see this." Hong Tianhe put the money in his pocket. "Xiao Peng, I can't write."
"I'll sign for you, you just need to put your fingerprint on it," Wang Peng said, then picked up a pen and signed the pay slip.
The moment he put the mask on his hand, Hong Tianhe suddenly felt like he was living like a human being again.
He struggled to hold back his tears and decided to sell his life to Wang Peng, leaving 500 yuan for medical expenses and the remaining 500 yuan for his youngest daughter.
"Third daughter, I'll give you living expenses. You should give me a place to stay."
"No way!" Hong Lao Er's wife suddenly rushed over and reached out to snatch her father-in-law's money.
Wang Peng grabbed her by the neck and forcefully pushed her three meters away, staring straight at her. "What do you mean? Robbery?"
"No!" she hurriedly said with a fawning smile, "I am the second daughter-in-law of the Hong family, my father should live in my house now."
Hong Lao Da and Hong Lao Er hurriedly gathered around.
Hong Lao Er smiled ingratiatingly, "Boss Wang, this is my family matter, hehe."
Hong Laodao said, "Brother Peng, let me tell you what happened between us."
The two brothers both had fawning expressions on their faces, neither daring to offend Wang Peng, for fear that Wang Peng would fire their father in a fit of anger, and then where would they get their high salary of a thousand yuan?
The onlookers also smiled and explained, all trying to please the big boss who was willing to spend money on salaries.
Soon, Wang Peng understood the cause and effect; it turned out to be two unfilial sons.
“Fellow villagers, Lao Hong is a comrade-in-arms who helped me get rich with his sweat, and he is also an elder. I have the right to say a few words about his affairs.”
Someone in the crowd immediately responded.
"Of course he's qualified. To be fair, Old Hong has worked hard his whole life; he's too pitiful."
"Speak up, Mr. Wang. Everyone's listening. Let's all give Old Hong a fair hearing."
"What family matters are none of the world's affairs, and the people of the world should manage the affairs of the world."
"Boss Wang, do you need any more people?"
The scene was chaotic, with all sorts of opinions being expressed.
Wang Peng said, "Brothers, I believe that relationships between people should be based on sincerity. Forcing someone to do something will not work."
“If you push the old man too far, he might rent a place to live by himself, and you won’t get a single penny.”
"Be nicer to the old man from now on. He'll be nice to whoever is nice to him, right?"
Seeing that his boss was backing him up and that he was receiving a high salary of one thousand yuan, Hong Tianhe immediately straightened his back.
He handed five hundred yuan to his daughter, "Chuntao, I miss my grandson. Can I stay with you for a month?"
“Okay!” Hong Chuntao said hurriedly, “Dad, you can stay as long as you want.”
With Wang Peng around, the Hong brothers didn't dare to act recklessly, fearing he would fire their father. They could only smile and nod in agreement.
"Brother, let's go." Li Mingzhu glanced at her watch. "The tax bureau is about to close."
Wang Peng chatted with Lao Hong for a few more minutes, then drove to the tax bureau and handed over four pay slips to the staff.
The staff member was stunned and whispered, "Boss Wang, are you sure you're not mistaken? Why are you paying your workers such high wages?"
Wang Peng didn't want to explain anymore and said, "No mistake, please process it for me."
"Uh, as long as there's no mistake." The staff member hurriedly processed the tax deduction according to the procedure.
The threshold for individual income tax is 800 yuan. Any amount exceeding 200 yuan is subject to a 3% tax rate, totaling 24 yuan from the four pay slips.
In less than two weeks, news of the high salary spread throughout the provincial capital.
Huang Ran, the owner of Huihuang Supermarket, was all smiles when he heard the news.
"Wang Peng, I've been looking for an excuse to deal with you, just you wait."