Fang Weiguo sighed softly: "Your careless good niece Rongrong caused Tingting so much harm.
Her father wanted to buy her a storefront and open a clothing store, so he asked me to borrow 5,000 yuan.
I want to take the bankbook and withdraw 5,000 yuan and send it to him."
Wang Wenfang was slightly unhappy: "Didn't their family receive 20,000 yuan in compensation from my brother's family? Why did they borrow money from our family?"
Fang Weiguo's face darkened: "For your sake, I went out of my way and wronged the SS family. Shouldn't I use 5,000 yuan to make up for it?"
How dare Wang Wenfang give him the bankbook: "I took out the money and sent it to you this afternoon."
Fang Weiguo frowned: "Why bother? There is a bank next to my work. Isn't it convenient for me to withdraw?"
"It's okay, I'll take it out. How troublesome can it be to take out money!"
When Fang Weiguo saw that Wang Wenfang refused to hand over the bankbook to him, he suddenly became suspicious: "Why didn't you dare to hand over the bankbook to me? Did you secretly withdraw the money and give it to your brother and sister-in-law?"
"No, how is that possible!" Wang Wenfang forced herself to remain calm, "I just want to do something for you."
"Take out your bankbook and give it to me!" Fang Weiguo growled.
Wang Wenfang hesitated to move.
Fang Weiguo yelled again: "Bring me your bankbook immediately!"
His look was too ferocious, and Wang Wenfang couldn't bear it anymore, so she had to take out her bankbook and slowly walked in front of Fang Weiguo.
Fang Weiguo snatched it over, opened it, and saw that there was a payment of fifteen thousand yuan on it not long ago, and his face was livid with anger.
He asked in a cold voice: "What did you do with the money?"
When Wang Wenfang saw the Dongchuang incident, she knelt on the ground with a plop and said with tears streaming down her face:
"Lao Fang, you can't blame me for this. The blame is only on your second brother's family for pushing my brother's family too hard.
I was desperate, so I withdrew 15,000 yuan to help my brother in emergency. You must forgive me."
"My second brother's family pushed your brother's family too hard? Why don't you say they brought it upon themselves?"
Fang Weiguo was so angry that he took a deep breath and continued: "You lent your brother so much money and asked them to write an IOU. When will you pay it back?"
Wang Wenfang just cried weakly and did not answer.
Fang Weiguo said coldly: "Give me all my salary bankbook and other bankbooks at home!"
Wang Wenfang raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes: "Why do you want those bankbooks?"
Fang Weiguo finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he kicked Wang Wenfang, knocking her to the ground.
"I want my bankbook. What do you mean by pushing me back and forth?"
After entering the room, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, found out all his savings, put them all into his pocket together with the time deposit book in his hand, and left the house.
Wang Wenfang clutched her kicked abdomen and huddled on the ground in pain, but her heart ached even more.
After so many years of marriage, Fang Weiguo has never laid a finger on her, but now he beats her for money!
That cruelty was just like tormenting Fang Zhuoran's own mother and hoping she would die soon, ruthless and unjust!
…
Lin Mai took a nap at noon and got up to make rolls. Doudou went upstairs with a corn cob in each hand.
He handed an uneaten corn cob to Lin Mai and said, "Mom, eat it."
Although Lin Mai grew up in the countryside, he loves eating corn on the cob.
She took it and took a bite. Although it was steamed corn on the cob and not as roasted, it was still delicious.
Ask the little cute baby: "Where did the corn on the cob come from?"
Doudou sat down next to her and chewed the other corn cob in his hand until it was miserable: "Aunt Yun gave it to me."
Lin Madden ran downstairs and asked Zhou Caiyun: "Where did your corn cobs come from?"
"How many sticks did uncle Qi give when he delivered the food? What happened?" Zhou Caiyun looked at her puzzled.
"It's okay." Lin Mai said while chewing corn on the cob, "I want to buy some corn on the cob and roast it at the barbecue at night."
In the countryside, corn is a miscellaneous grain, and no one eats it much, let alone spends money to buy it.
"There are so many people who like to eat it."
Lin Mai had lived in Jiangcheng for decades in her previous life, and she knew very well what Jiangcheng people liked to eat.
Roasted corn, roasted sweet potatoes, boiled spiced peanuts...these snacks are all very popular.
"Do you know that Uncle Qi's family grows a lot of corn?" Lin Mai asked.
Zhou Caiyun shook his head and said, "I didn't ask, I don't know."
Lin Mai finished eating the corn and rode a tricycle to Uncle Qi's house, hoping to buy some corn to sell.
As a result, Uncle Qi told her that their family only grew a dozen corn plants for their own consumption and had no corn to sell to her.
Lin Mai asked: "Does anyone in your village grow corn on a large scale?"
Uncle Qi shook his head: "No, who would use the land to grow corn?
The corn planting cycle is long and you still don’t make money, so how can you make money growing vegetables?”
Lin Mai returned without success.
I thought, if I can’t harvest corn in the village in the city, then I can go back to my hometown to harvest corn.
Then I thought that it was so hot that Grandpa Fang and Grandma Fang would definitely have a hard summer.
So I went to the mall to buy a seat fan and a lot of supplements, planning to go back to the countryside tomorrow to bring them to Grandpa Fang and his wife.
Lin Mai rode a tricycle to his backyard.
Zhou Caiyun heard Lin Mai calling the door and hurriedly ran to open the courtyard door and let her in.
He said with a serious face: "Dad He is here."
Lin Mai was startled for a moment: "Why is he here? Is he also here to collect the house?"
Zhou Caiyun shook his head and said, "He didn't say anything, he just said he wanted to see you."
Lin Mai stepped on the tricycle into the backyard and asked Zhou Caiyun to take the shopping upstairs while she went to the store.
Father He sat in the shop bored, drinking a bottle of soda.
Seeing Lin Mai walking in, he smiled uncomfortably: "Xiao Lin, I have something to tell you."
Lin Mai smiled: "I also have something to tell you."
He was taken to the small living room upstairs.
As soon as the two parties sat down, Lin Mai asked straight to the point: "Your son wants to take back the store at noon. Is it your intention or your son's?"
Father He said with a wry smile: "Of course it's what my treacherous son meant.
I’m just here to tell you that the house belongs to me, and I’m the one who signed the contract with you, so you don’t need to pay attention to that bastard.”
Lin Mai smiled lightly and said, "It's not like I just ignore your son and everything will be fine. If he comes to make trouble every now and then, how can I still run my business? Whose responsibility is the loss?"
Father He looked a little stiff: "I, I will turn around and tell my son, don't let him come to your place to cause trouble."
"Thank you very much, Dad He."
After thanking him, Lin Mai changed the topic: "I said the ugly thing first. If your son comes to make trouble again, I will ask the police to arrest him. Now during the severe crackdown, it is easy to go to jail if you are caught.
"
Father He looked increasingly unnatural and said several times: "I will restrain my son, don't worry." Then he stood up and left.
Lin Mai didn't stay either.
As soon as Father He left, Zhou Caiyun asked Lin Mai quietly: "What did Father He want to ask you for?"
Lin Mai told her everything what Father He said.
Zhou Caiyun nodded and said: "Dad He is quite a good person and doesn't care about his shortcomings. With him here, He Sheng will probably not make trouble again."
Lin Mai disagreed. If Father He could control his son, his son would not have been idle for so many years.