Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 218
"Literature, did you hear what Dad said?"

The old man didn't get a response from his son, so he turned around and yelled at him with his hands behind his back. As his most promising son, he couldn't even control a bitch or a slut?
Looking back, he saw his son with a grim expression, holding a torn photo in his hand. It was the first time for the old man to see his son so frightening. He hurriedly restrained his tone, walked over and asked him cautiously:

"Literature, what's the matter with this photo?"

"Okay, this is completely broken. Don't regret it if you have the guts. On the day when my literature flourished, it would be useless for you to kneel in front of me."

Nian Wenxue's hand holding the photo was trembling, his eyes were fierce as if he was about to kill someone, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest. He took the photo heavily on the table. Shoot, instantly fall apart.

"Oh, what a pity."

The old man slapped his thigh, yelled in distress, and looked at his son in annoyance, what are you doing to get angry with something?

If something breaks, you have to spend money to buy it. Hit them!It doesn't cost money to vent your anger.

"Dad, you go back right away and ask Mom to call me 500 yuan. I can use it."

I didn't even look at the broken table. It's like his home. When it breaks up, it breaks up. There's nothing to regret. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come.

"What? 500 yuan? Where can I find it?"

The old man's eyes were rounded when he heard it, and the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes were stretched because of the action of staring, black and white were distinct, like the keys of an accordion, opening and closing back and forth.

He came to ask for money. The family thought of a brick house and needed more money.

He didn't want the money for this trip, and the son still wants to take care of the family and ask for 500 yuan?How can this work?
"Dad, for more than ten years, I have given at least 300 yuan to my family every year. Now I only need [-] yuan?"

When Nian Wenxue heard her father's exaggerated voice, she immediately felt unhappy.

Now that he is in trouble, when he needs help from his family, they actually treat him like this?

"Literature! Can't your wife and children spend money at home? You and your mother are not in good health, so you can't spend money on medicine? Are you still counting on us to support you for nothing? It's not filial at all."

The old man frowned and scolded his son angrily, what the hell?Settle the bill, right?Calling his wife here won't kill him.

"Dad, the factory asked me to transfer immediately. Do you want me to go home and farm? Well, I'll go back and forget it."

Nian Wenxue looked at his father with dismay. In the past, he made contributions to the family and felt sorry for his parents farming in the countryside, but who cares about him now?
Is he now a betrayer?Even his parents abandoned him.

"Don't! Can you make money by going home and farming?"

As soon as the old man heard that his son was coming home, he stopped cooking immediately, and the food in the soil was only enough for the year. He was used to eating fine grains and eggs over the years, and suddenly letting him live in poverty was harder than killing him.

Nian Wenxue looked at his father gloomyly, thinking he wanted to go back to farming?I can't afford to lose that face.

Let alone going back to farming, it would be a shame for him to return to a small city after staying in a big city.

"Well, didn't you save Director Lin's life on the first day of the junior high school? You don't ask for big rewards for saving your life, you can just let you stay in the factory!"

Facing his son's sinister stare, the old man looked away guiltily. He had a weapon he could use, so why not use it.

Nian Wenxue took a deep breath and looked at the torn-out photo of himself on the ground. It was wise at the moment. The better Director Lin treats the first day of junior high school, the less he will look down on himself.Going there is also asking for trouble.

Looking at his calculating father, he frowned and asked:
"Dad, just one word, will you give me money?"

　Nian Literary deserves it, good night, please recommend a ticket~
　　


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