Chapter 75 regret

Jian Haotian took a cold look at his angry father, and instead of coaxing him, he asked even more coldly, "You know that's not what I mean, but if you come to quarrel with me today, then another day, our family People are eating and there is no time."

When Jian's father heard that his youngest son regarded Jian Wenlai, the old landowner, as his family, he felt even more aggrieved, "What do you mean, I, as a father, can't compare to an outsider, right? He, Jian Wenlai, is your relative. , am I not?"

Hearing these words, Jian Haotian frowned displeasedly, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

At this moment, Father Jian remembered his purpose of coming here.

"I'm here to see what you two have to do." He replied sullenly.

Jian Haotian nodded, and gave way, "Then come in and talk."

Seeing this icy son who could freeze to death, Father Jian snorted hard and walked inside without looking back.

In the yard, Li Qiaomu, who was having dinner, saw the figure walking in, with a calm expression on his face.

Although Li Qiaomu didn't like this father-in-law, but considering that he was Jian Haotian's biological father, he had no choice but to stand up and greet him, "Dad, you are here, have you eaten? If there is nothing to eat, sit down and eat something?"

Seeing the delicious dishes on the table, Father Jian swallowed subconsciously.

At the same time, I had to admit one thing in my heart. After the third son's family moved out of their hometown, instead of getting worse, they got better and better.

Seeing this situation, Father Jian felt a little uncomfortable, because it was not what he thought at all.

"Okay, eat a little." Father Jian blurted out this sentence when he saw Jian Wenlai who was having dinner.

After speaking, he himself blushed.

Although Li Qiaomu was a little surprised that the old man would agree to sit down and eat, it was not impossible for her family to treat someone to a meal, so she directed Qingfeng to the kitchen and brought out a pair of useless bowls and chopsticks.

Jian Haotian also came over at this time and sat down again.

Father Jian took a sip of the dark and delicious dish on the dinner table, and his eyes were brightened by the deliciousness when he took the first bite.

"This is pork liver. Who made it? It's so delicious." Father Jian asked after several mouthfuls.

Li Qiaomu replied with a smile, "The dishes I cook are not very good. The main thing is that they are cheap."

At this time, Jian's father put down the half-eaten chopsticks, "Speaking of money, I just remembered that I need to discuss with you young couple."

As he said that, Father Jian began to pretend to be a good father for their good and began to preach, "You two are too young, how can you use money to buy those dung that people in the village don't want? If you want it, you still spend money to buy it, don’t you have money and nowhere to spend it?”

Li Qiaomu listened to his lessons with a calm face.

At this time, Jian Haotian interrupted Jian's father's unfinished sentence, "Dad, our family has already separated from the old Jane's house, what we do has nothing to do with the old Jane's house, besides, if it is true, we will spend all the money Now, there is no food to eat, even if we beg, we won't beg at the door of old Jane's house, don't worry."

After hearing his unfeeling words, Father Jian angrily slammed down the table and roared, "Okay, okay, you guys are really good, you don't intend to recognize us, do you?"

(End of this chapter)

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