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Chapter 173
What a joke, how could you easily take out the money in your own hands?
These years, Su Mingfeng's business ability is not good, so he learned to calculate.

With a sweet mouth and eloquence, he coaxed his father to be confused. The money that old man Su squeezed out of his eldest son every year ended up in his pocket.

"Father, I'll just give you money if you need it." He dawdled for a long time and took out ten yuan.

"Enough for you for a month."

"Second!" Old man Su exploded completely.

"You are also like your brother, deliberately trying to anger me?"

"Father, why am I mad at you? I didn't mean you. Why did you go to the countryside and ask me for money when you came back? I'm your son, how can I eat and drink without you?"

Why didn't I realize that the second child is like a "pixiu" before, who can only get in and out?
The old man Su returned to the side room with a dark face. The old lady Su was not in the room. The moment he turned on the electric fan, Xiao Jian's words popped out again.

"Master, why did my second uncle let you and my grandma live in a hot and humid side room? You are old people, shouldn't you live in the best room?"

"Humph!"

Angry in his heart, he kicked the broken electric fan that was squeaking. Poor, the "old employee" who has worked for this family for more than ten years, with a big head separated from his body, went out of the threshold and rolled to Mrs. Su. underfoot.

"Oh my mother!"

Mrs. Su had a bit of cataract, she only saw a black shadow rolling over, and she thought it was the "head melon seed" at the scene of the murder.

Her heart hurt badly, she scolded the old man, "Are you sick? It's a good electric fan, why are you kicking it?"

"The old one won't go, the new one won't come, let the second child buy a new one, and turn on the air conditioner for both of us."

"Are you crazy? Can't you spend money?"

"What's the matter with the money? The loess is half buried, and I can't enjoy it?"

"Why are you angry with me? If you want to buy a new one, go tell Chunmei and see if she is willing to buy it for you!"

"Mom, there is no one who is filial. You have spoiled them. Look at where we live. It's not as good as a pigsty."

The old lady got even angrier, "How many years have you lived here? I said before that I would change houses, what did you say? The second child has to go to work and is tired, so he needs to rest well."

"Bah! Old Sister Wang's son and daughter-in-law also go to work. Look at the house where they live. When the windows are open in summer, the hall is drafted. What kind of electric fan do you use? You have to cover yourself with a quilt at night."

Staying at Su Mingcheng's house for one night, with the north and south windows open, there is a cool breeze, and it is really comfortable to sleep at night. In comparison, the side room is like a steamer.

"Hmph! I'm Lao Tzu, and it's not easy to raise him to adulthood, so let me live in a shack?"

Today he finally realized that the second child is not as filial as he imagined.

For dinner, overcooked noodles, there is only a plate of egg sauce in the marinade, and the eggs are not visible, it is all stinky sauce.

What is this food for?

"What about Mingming? Why don't you come out for dinner?" Old Man Su asked.

"She went to a classmate's house to play, and didn't come back to eat at night."

"Second daughter-in-law, how is your job transfer? Isn't elementary school starting tomorrow?"

It's true that which pot is not open and which pot is not opened. Wang Chunmei has been living like a year for the past two days. The provincial primary school asked her to postpone the report.

How to do?Isn't she fetching water from a bamboo basket, all in vain?

"Father, I'm waiting for the notification."

"I heard from your elder brother that you tore up Jane's application form for the high school entrance examination?"

Wang Chunmei's face darkened, and she gently placed the chopsticks on the table, "Father, what do you mean by that?"

The angry old man Su was worried that he had no place to vent his anger. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his three sons were not filial, and his daughter-in-law wanted them to die sooner.

"Did you do it? You suddenly resigned and went to the provincial capital to teach, because you were afraid that the Education Bureau would investigate you?"

(End of this chapter)