This is so heartbreaking!

He Yuzhu finished speaking. Although Banggan was young and didn't know what it felt like to have a thousand arrows pierce the heart, he still felt a pain in his heart.

He really couldn't imagine the situation when his mother Qin Huairu lived with He Yuzhu, gave birth to children for He Yuzhu, and he had younger brothers and sisters.

It’s painful to think about it!

"Silly Zhu, you——"

He Yuzhu raised his hand and said, "If you have something to say, don't make excuses."

BangGeng immediately shrank his head.

Now he and He Yuzhu were the only two people in the same room. When He Yuzhu said he would be beaten, that was absolutely unambiguous.

He Yuzhu continued: "You don't like to hear what I said, but it is the truth."

"Let me tell you this, if you don't want to hear it now, just go to bed now, and I won't talk to you about these things in the future; your mother and I can live how we live, and how we can give you brothers and sisters, then whatever

born."

"But you have to talk to me. Let's discuss it seriously. Maybe we can come up with something."

Banggeng felt even more uncomfortable when he heard this: "I don't allow my mother to live with you!"

"You don't allow it? Why don't you allow it?"

He Yuzhu asked calmly: "You make money to support the Jia family? Does your mother eat and drink your food?"

"Or does your mother get her salary from you?"

Bangge was dumbfounded when He Yuzhu asked: "I'm only twelve years old, how can I make money?"

"You can't make money, but you can spend it like water."

He Yuzhu said: "Your mother and I get along well, and we can be regarded as lovers. This is an emotional matter. You don't understand it, and you probably don't want to hear it."

"Yes, I don't want to hear it! I don't want my mother to live with you, and I don't want her to give you another child!" Banggeng shouted.

"You don't want to hear about adults' emotional matters, let's talk about money."

He Yuzhu turned his eyes and found a worn-out abacus—Banggen was in elementary school and had taken an abacus class. This old abacus was temporarily borrowed during class.

After a few days of classes, I didn’t learn much about BangGeng, so I just left it at home to gather dust.

Jia Zhang didn't even return it, and even got into an angry quarrel with her neighbor because of this bad plan.

Now He Yuzhu was fiddling with the abacus and looked at Banggan: "Can you fiddle with the abacus?"

"forget."

BangGeng shook his head.

"Then I'll calculate it for you. You know the price, so I won't calculate it for you."

"When your mother was pregnant with Sophora japonica, your father died..." When He Yuzhu said this, he saw the constipated expression on Bang Jian's face, as if his father had died.

Oh, he is really dead.

"Don't look at me like that, we have something to talk about." He Yuzhu said, "Talking about money hurts feelings, but talking about feelings with your mother also hurts money."

"Now you think that my relationship with your mother has nothing to say; then I will settle the matter with you."

"When the money comes out, you can weigh it again. Is the money more important, or is it your heart's reluctance to part with your mother that is more important?"

Banggeng opened his mouth, as if he was back in class and encountered a math problem.

Why are these words going in such a roundabout way? I almost don’t understand what they mean.

He stretched out his hand to scratch his sore and itchy buttocks and asked, "Do you mean to settle accounts with me?"

"Yes, I just don't mention emotional matters and just settle money accounts."

He Yuzhu wanted to say more, but Banggan felt a group of little people coming out of his ears, buzzing and refusing to listen. It was exactly the same as what happened in class.

"Okay, stop talking and let's settle the score."

He Yuzhu nodded and began to settle accounts: "Since your father died..."

Banggeng's face is constipated again - why is this stupid Zhu so bad? And he started talking about it when my dad died?

"Every day I bring chicken, duck, fish and other meat dishes to your mother, and help your mother produce milk, which costs about two yuan. Sometimes the canteen is out of food, so I go to the market and buy old hens to make soup to supplement your family's expenses...each

Twenty pounds of white flour per month..."

He Yuzhu was calculating and calculating accounts.

"What does it mean to release milk?" Banggeng asked.

"Do you think your mother is a cow and can feed your sister Sophora japonica with milk by eating grass? You have to eat well and drink well so that you can have milk to feed your child. This is called lactation."

He Yuzhu continued to count as he spoke.

Banggeng said "oh".

Seeing He Yuzhu lowering his head to settle accounts, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

The price mentioned by He Yuzhu is also fair. If Banggeng insists on saying "I haven't eaten it" and "This is all of your own free will", then it goes without saying that He Yuzhu's big-eared scraper will be covered with paste.

This is not the Jia Zhang family. When Qin Huairu is in front of them, Bangge can hide behind them and pretend not to admit it.

Now if he dares to cheat, He Yuzhu will whip him without any ambiguity.

So Banggeng could only watch He Yuzhu settle accounts and listen to He Yuzhu reason with him.

After a while, he stopped his abacus and said to Banggeng: "A rough calculation shows that including my supplementary salary, white flour, and the chicken, duck, fish and meat that Yuyu and I should have brought back for dinner, there are thousands of dollars."

"It's a few thousand yuan. For your mother's sake, I'll give you a half discount. Over the past few years, that's two thousand yuan."

"I will provide for you and your grandma to be fat and white, and I will provide for your mother and Sophora japonica, together with Xiaodang."

"Do you recognize this money?"

deny.

Bangge wanted to answer this immediately.

However, he didn't want to be whipped yet, so he turned his head and kept silent.

"not talking?"

He Yuzhu put down his abacus and stood up: "Banggen, you kid, you remembered it correctly."

"If you don't speak now, you're a coward. Whatever I do with your mother in the future, you won't have the right to speak."

"If you want to speak, take out two thousand yuan and place it in front of me."

"I'm not a coward!" Banggeng yelled through gritted teeth.

"Then you say, don't talk about my relationship with your mother, just talk about money. Do you admit the two thousand yuan?" He Yuzhu said.

"Don't admit it!" Banggeng shouted, "My mother also helps you with housework..."

"That means your mother and I have a good relationship. Does it have anything to do with you? You don't need to talk about our relationship. If you don't want to hear about our relationship, I will only talk to you about money." He Yuzhu responded immediately.

BangGeng was stunned for a moment.

In other words, when talking about money, I can only admit that He Yuzhu once used 2,000 yuan to support his family for several years?

For the first time, the twelve-year-old Bangge realized deeply how frightening a financial relationship apart from feelings was - this number was too frightening and he would definitely not be able to pay it back.

"Then if I had two thousand yuan, wouldn't you be good with my mother?" Banggeng asked.

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "I will calculate how much I owe your mother since you were born."

Bangge was dumbfounded: "My mother raises me, does she still have to count the money?"

"It's strange. If you don't let your mother have a good relationship with others, does your mother have to settle a score with you? Why does your mother deserve to support you so much and have to be disciplined by you?"

"If you don't allow your mother to have feelings, your mother won't allow you to have a wife in the future, okay?"

"That won't work. I have to get a wife. If I don't get a wife, people will laugh at me." Bang Gang said.

He Yuzhu sneered: "Then think carefully, should you take care of your mother, and can you take care of her?"

"As long as I'm here, you can give it a try."

After saying this, He Yuzhu stood up and left.

When it got dark, Qin Huairu returned home out of breath, saying: "I'm so angry, Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, where have these two boys gone? I can't find anyone..."

When he turned on the light, he saw Banggeng lying on the bed staring at him, his eyes a little dull.
Chapter completed!