Life is a Game

Latest website: Hearing Jiang Weiming's words, Jiang Yong and Jiang Yanlu both got up and followed him into the room. Jiang Xiaoran just looked at them strangely and then took the bowl for dinner.

Typical heaven and earth have the biggest meals.

Jiang Feng was only 5 meters away from Jiang Xiaoran. Jiang Weiming may have chosen the innermost room in order not to be heard. This also caused Jiang Feng not 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 can games be played in games, but also can be used in memories.

Stuck in the wall and can't see anything, but because of the darkness stealing Jiang Feng sounds very clear: ...

Forget it, at least you can hear it.

"Say, what's the matter?" Jiang Weiming took the lead in speaking before even speaking, his tone was very cold.

"That's, that's ... Xiaoyong, I want to borrow some money from you to turn around."

"how much is it?"

"150000……"

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

"That's ... that's ... that ..." Jiang Yanlu could not speak for a long time.

"It's Xiaozhe," Jiang Weiming said. "When Xiaozhe went to work in the factory, he broke the equipment in the factory, and he had to pay 200,000."

"Yes." Jiang Yanlu said, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, apparently lack of confidence. "You also know my situation. All these years I get dead wages, so I don't have much skill. Put it all together. I only got more than 50,000, so I wanted to find you a loan of 150,000.

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

"Turning around, when are you going to pay back?"

Jiang Yanlu didn't expect Jiang Yong to ask himself this, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

"Just as I borrowed from Yanlu for you. My mother and I still have some old-age money, and there are a few acres of farmland and some old things in the house. They should all be sold if they are sold." Jiang Weiming said suddenly.

A dead silence.

Not to mention the few people in the house, even Jiang Feng who was stuck in the wall was surprised. He had previously heard Jiang Weiming say that his own son had been too spoiled in the past few years. His eldest son was very unfair to his younger son, and the bowl of water was uneven, but he did not expect Jiang Weiming to be so uneven.

This is a bowl of water that is not flat, this is simply a bowl of water into a seesaw.

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

No one answered.

"Do you really believe what Brother said? Do you really believe that Jiang Zhe is going to pay 200,000 for breaking the equipment in the factory?"

"Yes ... it's true." Jiang Yanlu whispered in a very guilty conscience, "If you don't pay it off next month, Xiaozhe ... may be in jail."

"Jail?" Jiang Yong sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool or my dad is a fool? Since Jiang Zhe has broken the instruments in the factory, what about the compensation bill?"

"Which factory is it? What equipment was broken? When was it broken? If this is true, say 150,000, I will borrow even 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 me, you will remit the money to your brother tomorrow."

The answer was a silence.

Jiang Weiming spoke for a long time, his voice was hoarse: "Yanlu, tell the truth to your brother."

"Dad, what I just said is really ..." Jiang Yanlu still wanted to dying a little more.

"To be honest!" Jiang Weiming's voice was extremely harsh.

"Yes ... it was Xiaozhe who owed usury."

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

"He was ... Xiaozhe was cheated, and he didn't expect that he was really used. He wasn't like this, he wouldn't have done this kind of thing before." Jiang Yanlu also wanted to replace Jiang Zhe excuse.

"How owed." Jiang Yong repeated again.

"Xiaozhe said that he lost more money when playing cards. He must have been deceived. He didn't know what happened and he lost more than 200,000 in one night. He must have been deceived!"

"Ah."

Jiang Yong sneered and didn't speak.

"Brother." Jiang Yanlu's voice was full of entreaty. "We can't help it anymore. Usury people came to the door a year ago. They said that if Xiao Zhe wouldn't pay back the money next month, he would break his hands and feet. .They can really do such a thing. They let Xiaozhe stand on the ice barefoot last month, and he will not let him down until the ice becomes cold. "

"I beg you, just this time, the last time I asked you to borrow money. Xiaozhe was just a ghost and he was cheated. He swears to me that he will never borrow usury again. Brother, you If we do n’t borrow our money, we can only sell a house. If we sell a house, we will have nowhere to live. Xiao Zhe is not married yet. If he does n’t even have a house, how can he ask his wife in the future? ! "

"He swears you to believe? Look at his morality today. Where is there a little bit of introspection?" Jiang Feng suspected that Jiang Yong wanted to fall straight away, "Did you hit him?"

"He ... he's so big, how can he fight?"

"It's so big, you know he's so big, so you can wipe his **** for him!" Jiang Yong screamed, "You sell the house."

"younger brother!"

"I'm only for you. If you don't sell the house, he won't even get the last lesson. Anyway, you have money to sell the house. I've heard that people will die if they do n’t eat enough. It will die. "Jiang Yongdao.

Jiang Yanlu was so speechless for a long time that he could only ask Jiang Weiming: "Dad."

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

"It's all like this, do you want me to help him?" Jiang Feng felt angry in Jiang Yong's words.

"He can't help it, only you can help him." Jiang Weiming's voice was so low that it was hard to hear.

Jiang Yong was laughed angrily: "Dad, our family now has more than 100,000 deposits, but his poor English scores, and his mother still wants to apply for remedial classes."

There was another silence.

"Let's borrow 100,000 from your brother first. There should be enough old-age money for me and your mother." Jiang Weiming said weakly.

"No need to."

"Do n’t worry, I will lend these 150,000 yuan to my brother even if I borrow. Dad, the last time, this is the last time. Since you do n’t have my son at all, I will call you again for the last time . "

"Hope he can give you the end of the pension in the future."

Jiang Yong pushed out the door, Jiang Feng quickly came out of the wall and saw Jiang Yong walking towards the living room with a calm face.

After several tens of seconds, the door opened and opened again, as if Jiang Weiming, who was a few years old, couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and Jiang Yanlu with a smile on his face came out of the room.

"Dad, what the brother just said was annoying, don't take it to heart." Jiang Yanlu said.

"Last time," Jiang Weiming said.

"Last time? Rest assured, this is definitely the last time. Xiaozhe will change for the better. He will never do such ridiculous things again. He has not been out playing cards at home recently. Jiang Yanlu walked quickly to the living room.

Jiang Weiming took a deep look at his eldest son, his eyes filled with disappointment and chills.

He didn't move, just standing still like that, standing still, like a sculpture.

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

"Go back so early." Grandma Jiang Xiaoran stood up and saw Jiang Yong's expression probably guessing what was happening in the room, a little bit reluctant.

"Xiaoyong, 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 looked at his in-laws. He was afraid he would be able to suppress the anger in his heart when he stayed here, and barely smiled: "Mom, I really have something tonight, I will fight with you tomorrow. phone."

"Dad, can't we go back? I'm so tired, I don't want to go back, let's live in Grandpa's house tonight!" Jiang Xiaoran advised.

Of course, he can see that Jiang Yong is not happy, but Jiang Yong will not be very happy to go home every year, so he has long been used to it.

"Get dressed."

"dad!"

Jiang Xiaoran didn't know that he was hitting his father's muzzle at the moment. Jiang Yongran came from it, and for a moment did not control his temper and threw Jiang Xiaoran a slap.

This slap has cast a shadow of everyone, including Jiang Xiaoran.

As a rebellious teenager in his mid-seconds, Jiang Xiaoran couldn't stand such a sudden slap, and he made a noise on the spot, and quarreled with Jiang Yong in the living room.

I do n’t know what Jiang Xiaoran ’s unintentional words touched Jiang Yong ’s point of anger. It may be the phrase “You just do n’t go home because you have a bad relationship with Grandpa, and you still do n’t want me to live in Grandpa ’s house”. One raised his foot and pushed Jiang Xiaoran from the center of the living room to the wall.

This time the entire Jiang family was messed up into a pot of porridge. Lin Juan hurried forward to check whether Jiang Xiaoran was hurt. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran couldn't control so much, she was cursing at Jiang Yong with her head and face covered.

The swearing and noises awakened 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 floor with tears and just yelling at his father in the air.

Jiang Feng also had to admire that the teenage Jiang Xiaoran had real iron, and in this case he never forgot to scold him back.

"What's wrong? Then what happened to you?" Jiang Weiming was concerned.

"Grandpa, Dad, he's just got nervous, he hit me!" Jiang Xiaoran sued and then scolded his dad.

Jiang Feng: ...

Nothing to say, Niubi!

Jiang Xiaoran scolded his father and father in the air, Grandma Jiang Xiaoran scolded his son in person, and Jiang Yong was scolded and scolded by his mother and his son. He didn't even dare to say a word.

Mainly, he also realized that he was dysfunctional. Jiang Xiaoran's foot and slap were really innocent. Otherwise, Jiang Xiaoran would have been blasted by him if he dared to scold himself so face-to-face.

Within a few minutes, the scolding of the two stopped almost at the same time. Grandma Jiang Xiaoran was tired of scolding, and Jiang Xiaoran was scolded by thirst.

Compared with Grandma Jiang Xiaoran, Jiang Xiaoran just had a unilateral hoarseness quarrel rather than scolding. The words are full of grief and anger such as me.

The price is that Jiang Xiaoran is dumb.

"Lin Juan, there is broth in the kitchen that I hang with chicken soup. I'll pack two bottles for you tomorrow morning and remember to cook a bowl of chicken soup noodles." Jiang Weiming said.

"Thank you, Dad." Lin Juan said, using boiling water in a stirring cup to wait for the water to cool.

Jiang Xiaoran quarreled there for a long time without even drooling ~ www.readwn.com ~ Hey, grandpa, I want to drink chicken soup. Jiang Xiaoran knew that he would definitely not be able to stay with his grandfather's house tonight, and he had been beaten and noisy. It was a big loss to stop eating more before leaving.

"The grandpa will go and serve you a bowl. By the way, do you want to fry it? Would you like to pack it 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 broth. Jiang Xiaoran took the chicken broth and gurgle it down, using the cow to chew peony.

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

Jiang Feng: ...

"Coo coo."

Why drink so fragrant? He also wanted to drink chicken soup.