Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuzhen immediately frowned and said nervously, "Didn't I already give you 50 yuan to build the house? It's gone so quickly?"

“50 yuan is not enough! I’m building a house, I need to use bricks and precast concrete slabs, it’s not just a simple pile of dirt.” Hu Guanbao said speechlessly, “I’ve already spent the 50 yuan you gave me, and I’ve already used up the wages I just received a few days ago.”

"If you don't give me the money soon, I won't be able to afford sand for tomorrow."

Zhang Yuzhen exclaimed in surprise, "The money for building a house is spent so quickly?"

“That’s obvious.” Hu Guanbao wiped his hands and asked, “You’d better give me more, at least 200 yuan.”

"200 yuan?!" Zhang Yuzhen almost exclaimed in surprise. Where did she get 200 yuan? Over the years, she had basically taken all her money to her parents' home. During holidays, the red envelopes she gave her parents were always 50 yuan or more. At the time, she thought that since she used Hu Dahai (a famous Chinese liquor brand) for food and other necessities, there was no point in saving money.

"What's wrong? Nothing? Haven't all my wages over the years been in your hands? How could you not have money? I'd estimate you have at least a thousand yuan or so."

Hu Guanbao did a quick mental calculation: he earned 20 yuan a month, which would amount to 240 yuan a year. With some extra income, he could easily earn 300 yuan a year.

Besides, they haven't spent much of their own money over the years; they've always eaten Hu Dahai's food. They've basically saved all their money, so how could they not even have 200 yuan?

Zhang Yuzhen felt a surge of nervousness, and her voice became slightly strained: "Oh, I haven't calculated it either. I'll go back and check. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

She left in a hurry after she finished speaking. If Hu Guanbao found out that she had no money, wouldn't that cause a big fuss? Maybe Hu Guanbao wouldn't even build the house anymore. Then what house would she use to give her younger brother as a wedding house?

So she quickly returned to her parents' home and told them about the situation.

Zhang Yuzhen's younger brother is named Zhang Zude. He doesn't have a proper job and usually just loafs around. When he reached marriageable age, his parents arranged for him to marry a girl from a neighboring village.

Unfortunately, the girl's family knew that Zhang Zude was unreliable, so they asked for more dowry, asking for 500 yuan.

Although Zhang Zude's parents thought it was too expensive, they had no choice. After all, Zhang Zude was the only son in the family, and they were counting on him to continue the Zhang family line. So they gritted their teeth, scraped together 500 yuan by borrowing and selling their own money, and gave it to the person.

However, the woman complained that Zhang Zude's house was too dilapidated, saying she preferred living on the second floor and wouldn't marry him unless he had a two-story house. Zhang Zude's family was completely out of money to build a new house, so they placed all their hopes on their daughter, Zhang Yuzhen. That's why Zhang Yuzhen tried so hard to separate from the family and build a house.

"Yuzhen, how much money do you have left?" Zhang's father sat in his seat, tapping the table with his fingers, his face very grave.

"Dad, what money do I have left? I only have 180 yuan left, and I'm still 20 yuan short of 200 yuan!"

“I give you nearly 150 yuan every year. When Zude got engaged, I also gave 200 yuan. After that, plus what I used for myself, where would I get any money left?” Zhang Yuzhen was on the verge of tears.

Zhang's mother originally wanted to scold her for being such a spendthrift, saying that she only eats at home and there's nowhere else she can spend the money.

Then I realized that my son, Zhang Zude, was an even bigger spender, so I couldn't afford to offend Zhang Yuzhen now, or I'd end up losing my house.

"Here's what we'll do. I'll give you 20 first, and we'll make it 200 to send to Hu Guanbao. We'll figure out the rest later." Zhang's father took out 20 from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yuzhen.

“This isn’t a long-term solution. After all, it’s just building a house, and there will be many other places where we’ll need money!” Zhang Yuzhen said worriedly as she took the 20 yuan.

Zhang Zude sat on the side, legs crossed, and said in a somewhat nonchalant manner, "Isn't building a house my brother-in-law's job? Why do we have to figure out how to pay for it?"

"Shut up! If you weren't such a lazy bum, we wouldn't have spent so much money to get you a wife. We'll keep the 500 yuan for ourselves. Even if we can't build a house, we can at least renovate it!" Zhang's father roared angrily at his son.

Zhang's mother, however, was protective of her child: "Alright, alright, let's talk this out, why are you yelling?"

Mr. Zhang wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a helpless sigh.

"Why are you sighing? My brother-in-law is very rich, isn't he? His dad buys fish for hundreds of yuan a day. If he sold them in the city, he could earn at least several hundred yuan a day!"

Zhang Zude fiddled with his fingers, looking quite puzzled.

"What?! Earning hundreds a day?!"

Inside the house, Zhang's father, mother, and Zhang Yuzhen all exclaimed in surprise, completely unable to believe what they were hearing.

“Why are you all so curious? He’s been collecting for days now. I suspect he’s made at least a thousand yuan in the last few days.” Zhang Zude finished picking at his fingers and then started cleaning his ears.

Zhang's parents immediately turned their attention to Zhang Yuzhen, implying that since Hu Guanbao was so rich, why was she complaining about being poor at home?

Zhang Yuzhen said somewhat awkwardly, "Ahem, Mom and Dad, I didn't know that Hu Dahai had made so much money selling fish. I'll go tell Hu Guanbao right now and have him come with me to ask his father for the money!"

After saying that, she immediately got up and went to find Hu Guanbao. She completely forgot how resolutely she had insisted on separating the family property.

That evening, Hu Guanbao was taken by Zhang Yuzhen to Hu Dahai's place.

Although Hu Guanbao was very unwilling, he still had some sense of shame. How could he split up the family for the sake of benefits, and then fawn over them for money?

However, Zhang Yuzhen made a harsh statement: "If you don't come with me, I will divorce you, but if you come with me, I will not divorce you regardless of whether your father gives us money or not."

Left with no other choice, and forced by Zhang Yuzhen, Hu Guanbao had no choice but to go with her to Hu Dahai's house.

When they arrived, it was just as Hu Wangfei was collecting fish. Zhang Yuzhen watched as Hu Wangfei took money out of his waist bag to give to the fish sellers, and she was stunned to see a thick wad of cash in the waist bag.

There really is that much money.

She whispered to Hu Guanbao, "Look at your father, he's so biased, he kicked us out so his youngest son can enjoy the good life with him."

"You keep defending your father, I think you're really blind!"

In Zhang Yuzhen's eyes, Hu Wangfei's job of collecting money was definitely the easiest to tamper with, allowing him to embezzle some money. For example, if he clearly collected 20 yuan worth of fish one day, he could tell his father that he collected 25 yuan, and then the remaining 5 yuan would be his own.

She felt that Hu Wangfei must also be lining his own pockets in the same way.

Hu Guanbao said, "Dad isn't that kind of person."

However, I was somewhat wavering. In family matters, it's never about scarcity but about inequality. I've only been separated from the family for a few days, and now they're starting a big business. It's something that makes everyone feel conflicted.

Zhang Yuzhen's eyes darted around, she whispered a few words in Hu Guanbao's ear, then pulled Hu Guanbao to the front and walked to Hu Wangfei's side.

"Wangfei, let us help you. You should rest for a bit."

Then the couple stood in front and behind, blocking Hu Wangfei.

Hu Guanbao was in charge of collecting the fish, while Zhang Yuzhen went up to untie Hu Wangfei's belt, or rather, her goal was to get the wallet from Hu Wangfei's hand.

"What are you trying to do! This is Dad's money! I don't need your help! I'm not tired!" When Hu Wangfei saw Zhang Yuzhen trying to take the money, he immediately pressed the wallet down hard with his hand to prevent them from taking it.

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