Yan Jing's cooking skills are very good. Although there are not many dishes, the presentation is quite good. It is very rare for home-cooked dishes to be made to this level. Lan Lan has been sitting in her seat for a long time without blinking.

Looking at the roasted chicken, my mouth watered. Not only that, there was also a jar of Laofen wine placed on the table. Judging from the packaging, it must have been old. As soon as I opened it, the aroma was wafting throughout the room.

"Good wine!" Zhang Xiaofan aroused the alcohol bug in his stomach just by the smell, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Yan Jing poured the wine for him and said: "My father hid this for about thirty years. If you are happy today, drink a few more glasses."

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled and said, "Then I won't be polite." He picked up half a tael of wine and drank it in one gulp.

The smell of alcohol in his belly surged upwards along his esophagus and went straight to his forehead. It was so strong that he suddenly became conscious. The pure and strong aroma of the alcohol made him praise it. [

"Okay, great! Haha, I haven't had such a good drink for a long time. Sister Jing, you can also drink some in moderation to relax yourself."

Yan Jing was stunned and said with a smile: "Okay, I will have a drink with you today. If you become rude after drinking too much, don't make me laugh." She also filled up the wine glass in front of her.

, I gave Guolicheng to my sister to drink alone, which made the little girl jump on her feet with joy.

Before they had even taken two bites of the delicious food on the table, the wooden door was knocked loudly, making the three of them stunned.

Yan Jing frowned slightly and said, "Xiaofan, you go on eating, and I'll go see who it is."

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Lan Lan and saw that the little girl looked unhappy and was eating and drinking with her head covered, so he knew the person who came was evil. He also put down his chopsticks, got up and walked to the living room.

"I said, Xiaojing, you girl is so slow to open the door. Are you not welcoming us or something? I was running back and forth for your business. I was so tired that my legs were almost broken. I didn't even care about salivating.

Drink." A middle-aged woman dressed fashionably and covered in jewelry walked in, followed by a scheming man.

The two are about the same age, and look to be around forty or fifty. They are very similar in appearance. The middle-aged man is short and lean, and he is not very particular about his clothes. He speaks in a nonchalant manner. The woman's name is Chen Yanfang.

, is Yan Jing’s aunt; the man’s name is Chen Quan, and his identity is Yan Jing’s uncle.

The two of them sat down minding their own business, and Chen Quan lectured him: "Xiao Jing, why did your aunt and uncle not even have a glass of water when they came to your house?"

"It's just, how uncomfortable it is on a hot day."

Yan Jing gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to get some water right now."

"These are the relatives, Sister Jing's aunt and uncle?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned. He never thought that relatives could be like this, speaking even meaner than outsiders, even to strangers on the street.

Not that much.

Chen Yanfang looked towards the kitchen and saw Zhang Xiaofan's figure and the table full of good wine and food. She immediately said with dissatisfaction: "Oh, it turns out there are guests at home. They have money to eat and drink, and wine and meat are served on the table, but...

I have no money to pay off my debts. Xiaojing, my aunt is not telling you, have you gone too far?"

Yan Jing was a little embarrassed by what he said, so she quickly put down her water glass and explained: "Auntie, I sold the house in the past two days, and the money will be transferred to you soon..."

Chen Quan interrupted: "You have to understand that you and your mother lent us two hundred thousand, and you borrowed another fifteen thousand from outside. This house is worth about two hundred and fifty thousand at most."

, even if you sell it, you won’t be able to pay back all the money. Listen to my uncle’s advice, and you’d better have a good relationship with Mr. Bin. Even though he doesn’t look very good, you can’t stand someone who is rich. Those who are rich these days are the uncles!”

"That's right, you can't do anything without money these days. Look at Mr. Bin, he drives a BMW and lives in a mansion, and he has dozens of employees. It's a blessing for such a person to like you." Chen Yanfang

He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and lectured with disdain: "Unlike some people, they look tall and powerful on the outside, but in fact they are nothing. Riding an electric bike pretends to be rich and young. I really don't know what it means."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't expect that after all this talk, it would happen to him. What the hell is this? I provoked you.

He frowned slightly, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "I say, aunt, please speak more politely. Sister Jing is your niece after all. Does anyone say this about their relatives?"

Chen Yanfang is most afraid of people saying her age. She is already forty years old, and she dresses like a young woman in her thirties. Her most confident thing is her appearance. She has charmed so many men with her sensual charm.

Hearing that he called herself aunt, she jumped up as if someone was stepping on her tail and cursed: "Dare you say I am aunt? I think you are blind. Am I that old? Where are you?"

You guy who came out of nowhere, do you have any say here? It's not your business to take care of our family's affairs. Don't think that just because you're tall and tall, you want to meddle in our own business. I can tell you, I know this police station well.

Very, do you believe that with just one phone call, you can be arrested and put in jail for ten or eight days!"[

These words were spoken without pause, like a barrage of firecrackers that went on and on. Everything Zhang Xiaofan said was both a threat and a warning.

Chen Quan also stood up and helped: "Where are you from? What are you doing here? You dress like a five-year-old and you pick up girls before your hair even grows. How can our Xiaojing like someone like you? Hurry and give me

I'll go away and don't make me angry, otherwise..."

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"That's enough!" Yan Jing shouted angrily: "Don't say any more, I will return the money to you, now get out of my house!"

She actually has a good temper. She usually never gets angry, and she usually doesn't say anything because of her status as a junior. After all, her good tutoring prevents her from saying too much. But today, she really couldn't stand what these two relatives did.

Because Zhang Xiaofan was a guest she invited, her aunt and uncle not only didn't treat her well, but also yelled loudly. This behavior was depressing.

Chen Yanfang was so angry that she was trembling all over. She pointed her finger at Yan Jing and cursed angrily: "Okay, your Yan family has taught you such a thing. Even your own aunt and uncle dare to scold you. This is outrageous! Are you?

Forgot, who lent money to your family in the first place, and who helped you in times of crisis, now that your wings have become stiff, you have turned your back on them!"

Chen Quan also slapped the coffee table and shouted: "You ungrateful bitch!"

When Lan Lan heard the noise outside, she ran over and took her sister's hand, shouting confidently: "You are not allowed to bully my sister!"

Yan Jing touched her head lovingly, turned around and said, "Auntie, uncle, you are the ones who came to the door today, and I'm not afraid of saying ugly things. At first, my mother and I borrowed money from various places, and friends raised the money.

It’s true that I paid more than 100,000 yuan, but the surgery cost more than 300,000 yuan. At that time, we, mother and daughter, knelt down in front of you. Unexpectedly, you still refused to borrow it. Auntie, your family is not short of money. I will buy it from you.

We have bought three houses, and our family has more than 500,000 yuan in cash deposits. For the sake of my mother and you being biological sisters, can’t we spend a pitiful 200,000 yuan for the sake of my mother and you? Uncle, shouldn’t the battlefield under your control be enough?

Make less money. Two hundred thousand dollars is nothing in your hands. You are my uncle. I just can’t figure out whether money or life is more important!"

After saying this, Yan Jing burst into tears, hugging her sister and crying softly.

Chen Yanfang blushed slightly. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry. She quickly recovered and retorted: "Don't pretend to be so wronged. I didn't lend you the money in the end. Why are you pretending to be pitiful?"

Lan Lan couldn't see that they were bullying her sister, so she responded loudly: "It's because our family pledged the house to you that you were willing to borrow it!"

When Chen Quan heard this, he was furious. Even if his niece talked back, he didn't expect that this little thing would also make me angry. He said angrily: "You dare to talk nonsense, I will take good care of you on behalf of your parents!" After saying that, he raised his hands to show off.

To fight.

Yan Jing was so frightened that she held Lan Lan in her arms and hid behind her, closing her eyes tightly and not daring to look again.

However, this heavy hand never fell. The two women opened their eyes and saw that Zhang Xiaofan was standing steadily in front of them. His big, thick hand was clasping Chen Quan's veins, and he said with a cold look on his face:
Chapter completed!