Jiang Chunhui was not discouraged at all, saying that he liked boys even though he had no son.
Sang Xiaoyu said that she is very democratic and lets her children decide everything.
Jiang Chunhui said thoughtfully: "Okay, let's see how I win him over."
Mother asked Sang Xiaoyu if she was well and had she thought about what to do.
Sang Xiaoyu said that she didn’t have to worry about anything now, she could do whatever she wanted, and she had to support herself anyway.
Jiang Chunhui said don't be anxious. Your body is the key. Without health, everything is just empty talk.
Mother nodded in approval.
Jiang Chunhui was in a good mood and happily made a few phone calls while standing outside the door. Sang Xiaoyu said that if he had something urgent, he would go and take care of it right away and that he would be fine.
Jiang Chunhui said how could he leave before he was full? His mother repeatedly said that he should eat while it is hot.
During the meal, Jiang Chunhui kept looking at Sang Xiaoyu.
Sang Xiaoyu accepted the hint in his eyes and knew that this face had to be given, so she took out a card and said to her mother: "Mom, there is one hundred thousand yuan in it." She pointed at Jiang Chunhui and said: "He gave me
All the money owed was given to me first, and all I have to do is pay him back..."
Sang Xiaoyu's mother looked at the two people in surprise and said: "How could I ask for your money? I don't want this money anymore. I will be happy when I know that you are in good health and all your external debts have been paid off. I can't get this money."
Yes, you don’t owe anyone any more.”
Jiang Chunhui then said: "Godmother, just take it. She only owes me, so her life will not be so hard. I know you are her mother, but you have also worked hard to save your money.
With her, you don’t have to take care of your daughter if she has a minor illness or disaster, which actually reduces her burden."
Under Jiang Chunhui's sugar-coated bullets, her mother finally accepted the card, but she was determined not to accept 100,000. She said 60,000 would be fine.
Jiang Chunhui spoke too quickly and said: "Godmother, you're welcome if you don't want me, because it's also 100,000 for her mother-in-law. Don't be mentally unbalanced."
When Sang Xiaoyu's mother heard this, she immediately became unhappy and asked Sang Xiaoyu, "What's going on? They also get one hundred thousand? Are you the God of Wealth?"
Sang Xiaoyu glared at Jiang Chunhui angrily and said, "Mom, mother-in-law, she took 64,000, and the two sisters each received 10,000, so that's 84,000, and the difference is only 14,000. It's been almost four years, and the interest
That's enough.
Mom, if you believe that I have recovered from my illness and can continue to fight, this little money is nothing, so I will still pay him back."
The mother was extremely angry, but seeing Jiang Chunhui in front of her, she had no choice but to shut up. When Sang Xiaoyu tried to get her stuck again, she got off the road and never said anything else.
When he was almost finished eating, Jiang Chunhui received a few more calls. Sang Xiaoyu actually heard him talking about the location of his home and asked him what he wanted to do.
Jiang Chunhui said don't worry about it.
After dinner, mother was clearing away the dishes, but Jiang Chunhui refused, saying that she had never done any work before and wanted to try it today.
His mother refused to let him go and said he couldn't find a place.
Jiang Chunhui voluntarily applied to wash dishes, but his mother couldn't resist him, so she had to agree. He even pushed his mother out, saying that if someone was watching him, he would not be able to work anymore.
Sang Xiaoyu and her mother were sitting in the house. They heard the sound of running water coming from the kitchen first. The tap water was gurgling. Her mother felt very distressed and was too embarrassed to go in and close it.
Then there was the sound of clinking bowls and bowls. The mother couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go in to have a look. Sang Xiaoyu winked at her, which meant that she should let him do it.
When there was a crisp sound, the mother rushed in without hesitation. Jiang Chunhui was looking at the bowl that fell on the ground in a daze...
His mother quickly pushed him out, saying he couldn't do the job.
Jiang Chunhui spread his hands and looked at Sang Xiaoyu aggrievedly.
Sang Xiaoyu was overjoyed and said, "You won't make trouble at work. Why bother if you have to show yourself?"
"Who made her our mother?" Jiang Chunhui said shamelessly.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know what to say, so she heard a knock on the door, and Jiang Chunhui rushed out. It turned out that he had just called his assistant to send some children's toys.
The assistant looked at him fearfully, fearing that what he bought was not what he wanted. Jiang Chunhui waved his hand without even looking at it and said, "Let's go."
The visitor disappeared in a flash, and Sang Xiaoyu said, "Why don't you let him come in for a glass of water?"
Jiang Chunhui became more domineering and said, "It's not necessary."
Ziqiao rushed out of the small room, holding these toys and was at a loss. He stared at his mother blankly.
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Thank you uncle, these are all yours."
Cheng Ziqiao thanked Jiang Chunhui, exclaimed, and ran to the hut with the toys in his arms. This was the first time in several years that he had seen so many such good toys.
"If you call me godfather, I will have more toys than this." Jiang Chunhui said towards the hut.
Ziqiao didn't hear it, his mind was on the toys.
Sang Xiaoyu asked him what he was doing?
Jiang Chunhui said informally: "Am I good to our mother? I am also good to you. How come I forgot the most important person, your son? I can see that it is useless to be good to you.
It's better to be nice to your son."
Sang Xiaoyu was very angry with him and asked him if he was okay today?
Sang Xiaoyu noticed that his cell phone was constantly on and off, and he was afraid of delaying his business.
Jiang Chunhui refused to leave, and even pestered his mother to hear about Sang Xiaoyu's childhood. The two of them had a very lively chat. When they were in high school, Jiang Chunhui did not shy away from telling how he pursued Sang Xiaoyu.
The mother said that she didn't know anything about it. If she did, maybe they could really make it happen. She also said that she didn't like Cheng Weize from the beginning. She didn't listen to the old man's words and suffered a lot. She also said that she would never pay attention to that white-eyed wolf again. She even
He said that he would not let Ziqiao go to see his father, saying that he was afraid of being led astray by him.
Jiang Chunhui kept praising his mother and said, "Godmother, your vision is so unique. He is really not a man..."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "You guys admit it to me, but don't talk to others, okay? My son is still at home."
So, the topic between the two people turned to their high school days.
Sang Xiaoyu seemed to be an outsider, watching them talk about herself enthusiastically.
After five o'clock, Jiang Chunhui reluctantly left. He also said he would come when he was free, and asked his mother and Sang Xiaoyu to move into his vacant house. He said it was too far and too small for Sang Xiaoyu to recuperate.
Sang Xiaoyu immediately stopped her and said, "It's not as good as my own home, so please stop meddling in other people's business."
Sang Xiaoyu saw Jiang Chunhui out and watched his car get on the road before returning to the house.
Like her, her mother kept watching the car leave and said to herself: "What a good man, why didn't you fall in love with him in the first place?"
Sang Xiaoyu had something on her mind, so she took her mother back to the house.
She really wanted to know what happened to Li Junhao, how could there be no news about him, and Jiang Chunhui was here, so she really couldn't ask.