Chapter 587 New Year’s Eve Dinner (4)

Chapter 587 New Year’s Eve Dinner (4)

Hearing Jiang Weiming's words, Jiang Yong and Jiang Yanlu stood up and followed him into the room. Jiang Xiaoran just looked at them strangely and then took the bowl to eat.

Typical of the vast world, eating is the biggest.

Jiang Feng could only stay 5 meters away from Jiang Xiaoran. Jiang Weiming may have chosen the innermost room to prevent everyone from hearing the conversation. This also caused Jiang Feng to be unable to enter at all, and he could only get stuck in the wall.

Yes, stuck in the wall.

For the first time, Jiang Feng discovered that not only could pictures be stuck in the game, but also in the memory.

Jiang Feng, who was stuck in the wall and couldn't see anything, but could hear things very clearly because of the darkness:...

Forget it, at least you can hear it. If it's stuck, just stay stuck.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Jiang Yong spoke first before Jiang Weiming opened his mouth, with a very cold tone.

"That's it, that's it...Xiao Yong, I want to borrow some money from you to help with the turnover."

"How much?"

"150,000..."

"150,000?" Jiang Yong's voice was full of surprise, "What do you want 150,000 for?"

"It's... it's... it's..." Jiang Yanlu hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a word.

"It's Xiaozhe." Jiang Weiming said, "Xiaozhe broke the instruments in the factory when he went to work in the factory. He has to pay 200,000 yuan."

"Yes." Jiang Yanlu said, his voice getting smaller and smaller, obviously because he lacked confidence, "You also know my situation. All these years I have only received a dead salary and only a small amount of money, and I don't have much ability. Put it all together. I have only raised over 50,000 yuan, so I want to borrow 150,000 yuan from you to make some money.”

Jiang Feng couldn't see the expression on Jiang Yong's face, but he felt that the expression on Jiang Yong's face was definitely not very good at this moment, and he might even stare at Jiang Yanlu with a mocking look on his face, because his voice was full of mockery.

"Turnover, when are you going to pay it back?"

Jiang Yanlu didn't expect Jiang Yong to ask him this, and he hesitated for a long time without being able to say anything.

"Just think that I borrowed it from you on Yanlu's behalf. Your mother and I still have some pension money, and we still have a few acres of land and some old gadgets at home. We should be able to pay for it by selling them all." Jiang Weiming suddenly said.

There was dead silence.

Not to mention the few people in the room, even Jiang Feng who was stuck in the wall was surprised. He had always heard Jiang Weiming say that he had been too doting on his eldest son in the past few years and it was very unfair to his younger son, and that a bowl of water would be uneven, but he did not expect Jiang Weiming to be able to hold a bowl of water unevenly to this extent.

This is not a bowl of water that is not level. This is simply a seesaw.

After a long time, Jiang Yong asked: "Dad, do you believe it?"

No one answered.

"Do you really believe what brother said? Do you really believe that Jiang Zhe has to pay 200,000 yuan for breaking the equipment in the factory?"

"Yes... it's true." Jiang Yanlu defended in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "If he doesn't pay back next month, Xiaozhe... may go to jail."

"Jail?" Jiang Yong sneered, "Do you think I am a fool or dad is a fool? Since Jiang Zhe broke the equipment in the factory, what about the compensation bill?"

"Which factory is it? What instrument was broken? When was it broken? If this is true, say 150,000, I will borrow it even if it is 250,000."

"Yes...yes...yes..." Jiang Yanlu didn't say anything for a long time.

"Dad, tell me, do you believe it? If you believe it, I will send the money to my brother tomorrow."

He was answered by silence.

It took a long time for Jiang Weiming to speak, his voice hoarse: "Yan Lu, tell your brother the truth."

"Dad, what I just said is true..." Jiang Yanlu wanted to struggle to his death again.

"Tell the truth!" Jiang Weiming's voice was extremely stern.

"Yes...it's Xiaozhe who owes loan sharks."

"Why do you owe it?" Jiang Yong asked.

"He is... Xiaozhe was also deceived. He did not expect that he was really being used. He is not like this. He would not have done such a thing in the first place." Jiang Yanlu also wanted to help Jiang Zhe excuse.

"Why do you owe it?" Jiang Yong repeated again.

"Xiao Zhe said that he lost too much money while playing cards. He must have been cheated. He didn't know what happened but he lost more than 200,000 yuan in one night. He must have been cheated!"

"Heh."

Jiang Yong sneered and said nothing.

"Brother." Jiang Yanlu's voice was full of pleading, "We have no choice. Loan sharks came to our door years ago. They said that if Xiaozhe didn't pay back the money next month, his hands and feet would be broken. . They can really do such a thing. They made Xiaozhe stand on the ice with bare feet last month and didn't let him come down until the ice melted."

"Brother, please, this is the last time I ask you to borrow money. Xiaozhe was just obsessed for a moment, and he was also deceived. He swore to me that he would never borrow money from a loan shark again. Brother, you If we don't lend us money, we will have to sell the house. If we sell the house, our whole family will have no place to live. Xiaozhe is not married yet. If he doesn't even have a house, how will he find a wife in the future? ! ”

"Do you believe what he swears? Look at his behavior today. How can he show any sign of remorse?" Jiang Feng suspected that Jiang Yong wanted to slam the door and leave. "Did you hit him?"

"He...he is so old, how can he still fight."

"He's so old. You know he's so old. You're still wiping his butt for him when he's so old!" Jiang Yong said sternly, "Sell the house."

"Brother!"

"I'm just doing it for your own good. If you don't sell the house, he won't even learn the last lesson. Anyway, you still have money after selling the house. I've heard that people will die if they don't have enough food. I haven't heard of people who don't have a house. Will die." Jiang Yong said.

Jiang Yanlu was choked by Jiang Yong and couldn't speak for a long time. He could only ask Jiang Weiming: "Dad."

Jiang Weiming sighed: "Xiaoyong, please help your brother one last time."

"You still want me to help him after this?" Jiang Feng felt that there was suppressed anger in Jiang Yong's words.

"He has no choice. Only you can help him." Jiang Weiming's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Jiang Yong laughed angrily: "Dad, our family only has a few hundred thousand in savings now, but even though his English score is not good, he still wants to enroll him in a supplementary class."

There was another moment of silence.

"You can lend your brother 100,000 yuan first. Your mother and I still have some pension money and it should be enough." Jiang Weiming said feebly.

"No need."

"Don't worry, I will lend this 150,000 to my brother even if I borrow it. Dad, this is the last time, this is the last time. Since you don't have me as a son in your heart at all, then I will call you dad again for the last time. .”

"I hope he can provide for you until the end of your life."

Jiang Yong pushed open the door and walked out. Jiang Feng also quickly came out of the wall and saw Jiang Yong walking quickly towards the living room with a sullen face.

After dozens of seconds, the door opened again, and Jiang Weiming, who suddenly seemed a few years older, and Jiang Yanlu, who couldn't suppress the joy in his heart and had a smile on his face, walked out of the room.

"Dad, what I just said was just an angry thing. Don't take it to heart." Jiang Yanlu said.

"The last time." Jiang Weiming said.

"The last time? Don't worry, this is definitely the last time. Xiaozhe will change for the better. He will never do such ridiculous things again. He has been so good at home recently that he has not gone out to play cards. "Jiang Yanlu walked happily to the living room.

Jiang Weiming took a deep look at his eldest son, his eyes full of disappointment and chilling.

He didn't move, just stood there quietly, standing in a daze, like a sculpture.

Jiang Yong returned to the living room and said to his wife and children with a cold face: "Put on your clothes and go back."

"Go back so early." Grandma Jiang Xiaoran stood up. Seeing Jiang Yong's expression, she could probably guess what happened in the room, and she was a little reluctant to leave.

"Xiaoyong, let's sit down and talk again. Mom hasn't seen you for a long time." Grandma Jiang Xiaoran looked at Jiang Yong.

Jiang Yong glanced at Jiang Yanlu's family and then at his mother. He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would not be able to suppress the anger in his heart. He reluctantly showed a smile: "Mom, I really have something to do tonight. I'll call you tomorrow. Telephone.”

"Dad, can we not go back? I'm so tired and I don't want to go back. Let's stay at grandpa's house tonight!" Jiang Xiaoran advised.

Of course he could tell that Jiang Yong was happy, but Jiang Yong was not very happy when he came home every New Year, so he had long been used to it.

"Put your clothes on."

"Dad!"

Jiang Xiaoran didn't know that he was bumping into his father's gun at this moment. Jiang Yong was so angry that he couldn't control his temper and slapped Jiang Xiaoran hard.

This slap stunned everyone, including Jiang Xiaoran.

As a rebellious teenager in his second year of middle school, Jiang Xiaoran couldn't bear such a sudden slap. He started a quarrel on the spot and had a quarrel with Jiang Yong in the living room.

I don't know which of Jiang Xiaoran's unintentional words touched Jiang Yong's anger. It might have been the sentence "You just don't have a good relationship with grandpa, so you don't go home and don't let me live in grandpa's house." Jiang Yong was furious. With one lift of his foot, Jiang Xiaoran was kicked from the center of the living room to the wall.

At this time, the entire Jiang family was in chaos. Lin Juan quickly stepped forward to see if Jiang Xiaoran was injured. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran couldn't control that much and scolded Jiang Yong.

The scolding and noise woke up Jiang Weiming, who was standing in a daze at the door of the room. When Jiang Weiming came out, he saw Jiang Xiaoran, who was sitting on the ground in tears and cursing his father from a distance.

Jiang Feng also had to admire that the teenage Jiang Xiaoran was really stubborn and did not forget to scold him in this situation.

"What's wrong? But what's wrong with you?" Jiang Weiming looked concerned.

"Grandpa, dad just lost his mind and kicked me!" After Jiang Xiaoran finished his explanation, he continued to curse his own father.

Jiang Feng:...

Nothing to say, awesome!

Jiang Xiaoran was yelling at his father from a distance, Jiang Xiaoran's grandmother was yelling at her son in front of him, and Jiang Yong was being attacked and scolded by his mother and son, and he didn't even dare to say a word.

Mainly because he also realized that he had lost his composure, and Jiang Xiaoran's kick and slap were really innocent. Otherwise, if Jiang Xiaoran dared to scold him in person like this, he would have beaten him up.

Within a few minutes, the two people's scolding stopped almost at the same time. Jiang Xiaoran's grandma was tired of scolding, and Jiang Xiaoran was thirsty.

Compared with Jiang Xiaoran's grandma, Jiang Xiaoran just had a one-sided, hoarse quarrel rather than a scolding. His words were filled with words full of grief and anger, such as "Why do you kick me?"

The price was that Jiang Xiaoran became mute.

"Lin Juan, there is still chicken broth in the kitchen. I will put two bottles for you. Remember to cook a bowl of chicken noodle soup for Ranran tomorrow morning." Jiang Weiming said.

"Thank you, dad." Lin Juan said, stirring the boiling water in the cup with a spoon and waiting for the water to cool down.

Jiang Xiaoran argued there for a long time without even having a drink of water.

"Ahem, grandpa, I want to have some chicken soup." Jiang Xiaoran knew that he would definitely not be able to stay at his grandpa's house tonight, and he would be beaten and quarreled. It would be a big loss if he didn't eat more before leaving.

"Then grandpa will serve you a bowl. By the way, do you want some deep-fried food? Do you want some deep-fried food for you?" Jiang Weiming asked.

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoran nodded.

It didn't take long for Jiang Weiming to come out with a bowl of warm chicken soup. Jiang Xiaoran took the chicken soup and poured it down. It would be an exaggeration to describe it as a cow chewing peonies.

Jiang Feng was still recalling Jiang Xiaoran's wonderful performance just now. Suddenly, he was shrouded in fog, and he could only hear the sound of Jiang Xiaoran drinking chicken soup.

Jiang Feng:...

"Gurgling."

Why does it taste so good? He also wants to drink chicken soup.

It’s another day of shopping (buying new year’s goods), I will definitely update in two days (looking at the sky)

(End of chapter)