Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 52 - Think of a Way
52: Chapter 52 Think of a Way
52 -52 Think of a Way
An Shuchao had been an honest man all his life and had no choice, even though his daughter strongly opposed it, he had married Bai Xuemei.
The two picked a date and got their marriage certificate.
After the wedding, Bai Xuemei was overall quite decent to him and his family.
Occasionally, when there were some inappropriate incidents, he just endured and they soon passed.
To support the whole family, he was practically killing himself working, but An Hao never understood his efforts.
It was since then that An Hao began to oppose Bai Xuemei in every way and stopped listening even to him, causing turmoil for several years.
It was only recently that the girl seemed to have calmed down a bit and seemed to have matured quite a lot, which brought some peace to the household.
An Hao was able to earn money now, and he also made an extra effort, striving to make their lives more prosperous.
Just when he thought better days were coming, the Bai Family arrived, and overnight, their life regressed to the time before liberation.
He was concerned about these matters and couldn’t bring himself to ask them to leave; doing so would also upset Xuemei.
After all these years, the two of them had developed some feelings for each other.
An Hao, seeing the changing expressions on her father’s face, knew his inner conflict, “Dad, I’ll figure something out!
Just understand it in your heart, and don’t go beating up An Ping anymore!
I’ve already talked to him.”
“An Hao, are you still upset because Dad married Bai Xuemei?
Dad, back then, I had no other choice,” An Shuchao tried to explain his past reasoning to her.
“Dad, I disapproved of your actions in the past.
Bai Xuemei clearly took advantage of people!
Her husband died because he pushed you once, and we are all grateful to him for that!
You paid for the funeral, supported her and her daughter with money, and even did their chores!
You have compensated enough.
Just because her husband died, does she have the right to cling to you?
It was just because she saw our family was living well for those years!
Any woman who truly loved her husband wouldn’t do what she did!” This was what An Hao truly believed in her heart.
Similarly, if An Shuchao had any attachment to her mother, he would never have married Bai Xuemei.
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“An Hao, are you still angry with Dad?” An Shuchao knew his daughter was unhappy; this issue had always been a thorn in her side.
So whenever it was brought up, she fiercely resisted.
“I don’t hate you.
I resent you!” An Hao lowered her head and said, “There are many women in the village who lost their husbands but didn’t end up like her, unable to move on!
Dad, you’ve been too naive!”
An Shuchao was left speechless by An Hao’s retort.
For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
Seeing An Shuchao silent, An Hao did not continue.
After all, it was the past, and who was right and who was wrong didn’t matter anymore.
What mattered was how to go forward in the future.
“Okay…
okay…” An Shuchao nodded, “Then we’ll do as you say, find a way to get the Bai Family to leave!
We need to provide a good environment for An Ping, the kid lacks self-control and could become beyond saving if he follows the wrong crowd just a few more days.
I feel guilty towards your mother, and I absolutely can’t indulge him in this matter.”
“Mhm,” An Hao saw that her father understood this point and a smile finally appeared on her face, “Don’t worry!
I’ll keep a close watch on An Ping and make sure he doesn’t go astray!”
Bai Yufeng had been keeping this matter to himself, not daring to utter a word.
He was just worried that An Hao would come back and spill everything, but after waiting several days, there was no further trouble.
Gradually, he felt at ease again.
An Hao acted as if the incident had never happened, taking over all the cooking duties.
Bai Xuemei saw right through An Hao’s intentions; she just wanted to drive her family away.
She knew this well, and every time it was mealtime, she would grumble and complain about An Hao.
When it was time to cook, she would sneak into her room and feign illness.
She no longer had much money on hand and wanted her freeloading brother to leave as well.
It had been half a month already; it should come to an end.
