Wu Jianguo himself was utterly muddleheaded. Instead of doing everything he could to support his own daughter and son, he worked himself to the bone providing for a stepdaughter who had no blood ties to him whatsoever.
He could neither protect his own flesh and blood nor manage his blended family. He thought that endlessly giving in to his selfish wife would buy him harmony at home, only to end up losing both his money and his family.
Exploited as a money-making tool his whole life, he could only face a bleak old age amid his children's indifference and his wife's disgust.
And that was with the child Zhang Amei brought into the marriage not being a son. Otherwise, Wu Jianguo's fate would probably have been even worse.
Right now, however, Wu Jianguo's family was bustling. He had few relatives, but the neighbors who had come just to help already packed the large room to bursting.
"Oh, we only moved in yesterday, and today there's already a wedding in the lane. How festive!"
"Yes, yes, it's a good omen."
"Right, our lane is sure to flourish from now on."
"Today is New Year's Day. The union arranged it specially. What was it they said? Moving, getting married, celebrating the holiday-three blessings at the door. What an auspicious meaning."
"Hahaha..."
Song Ying knew Wu Jianguo well. She was helping look after his children in the inner room while chatting with the others about how much effort Old Wu had put into getting himself a wife.
He had worked full shifts for more than half a year straight without taking a single day off. When others took compensatory leave, he did not. Through overtime alone, he had scraped together the Thirty-six Legs and even acquired half of the Three Turns and One