Chapter 69: Just a godson, what kind of car should I buy?
"He has a car at home, and that brat drove it back. Do you think the third child bought it for him, right? I heard that the brat was very poor. Last time he came here, he didn't even have a bicycle. Now he's separated.
How long did it take for him to drive? The third child must have regarded him as his own son and bought it for him. No, I have to ask clearly. If I buy a car now, what will I buy later? How can the third child’s family earn money to give it to a car?
outsider?
Let me tell you, I don’t recognize him as a member of the Yu family. From now on, all the money earned by the third family belongs to the Yu family, and no one should think about it."
Mr. Yu was dumbfounded and a little speechless. After he finished speaking, he asked her to have some moral integrity. Seeing that she was still like this, she didn't know how to repent at all.
"If you care about it like this, I don't need to invite the Buddha statue at Qinglong Temple."
"What's wrong, I didn't curse?"
"The money earned by the third family can be given to whomever he wants. Why does it belong to the Yu family? There are also Yu Di and Xiaoxiao. Why should you control them? Are your control too lenient?"
"Here, I, his surname is Yu. If he doesn't give it to the Yu family, he still wants to give it to others? It's obvious that he did something wrong?"
"Why did he give it to someone else? He didn't have a son. He finally recognized his godson. In the future, he will be able to carry on the family line. How come his daughter's godson is an outsider? I think you are the outsider."
"You, you, okay, okay, I won't argue with you. Now you go ask him to drive over to pick me up and go to Qinglong Temple."
"Where does the third child have a driver's license? Can he drive?"
"Then let that brat give it to me."
"You call me a brat, but you still don't recognize me as a member of the Yu family. Why should I give you a gift?"
"Okay, okay, I admit that he is a member of the Yu family, let him come over."
The old man rolled his eyes: "You admit it? I don't care whether you admit it or not."
"Old man, what are you mumbling? Do you think I'm going to be in trouble and go to heaven, so you won't listen to me? Just go if you are told." Old Mrs. Yu couldn't help but get angry again.
Ten minutes later, Old Man Yu came back.
"As I said, I will go back to the city after dinner. I have work in the afternoon. I don't have time to accompany you to Qinglong Temple. Even if I have time, I won't go."
"What? What kind of attitude does he have? I drove my son's car and gave him a chance to show off, but he refused? Is his brain broken? Where is the third child? You didn't learn this from the third child.
Third listen?
I am his godmother, and this is how he treats me? Do you still want me to allow him to enter Yu’s house? Go to hell, it’s impossible in this life. Go and call the third child for me, and tell him that he must leave the car
Take it back from me and don't open it to him."
Old Man Yu rubbed the mud on the ground with his feet and said nothing.
He didn't want to be as mean as her, otherwise he would be the next one to be punished by God.
"Are you going or not?"
"No, I'm tired from running twice and I need to take a rest." Old Yu sat down on a stool outside and never wanted to get up again.
Mrs. Yu decided to make a trip on her own. This matter must be clarified, otherwise the third child's family's belongings would be defrauded and they would not even know it.
As she walked, she muttered: "God, I'm going to invite the Buddha statue right now. Give me some time. Don't blame me yet. I'm doing this all to invite you home faster."
"Third brother, come out here."
Yu Xiaoxiao was eating a bowl of small crispy pork in the room, and paused: "Shouldn't she be lying on the bed now and not daring to move, for fear that God will take her away at any time? Why did she come here in person? How dare you be so angry?
Calling people like this? Has our strategy failed?"
Mu Chenjing held her mobile phone and occasionally accepted the crispy meat that Yu Xiaoxiao fed to her mouth.
He said calmly: "She must have other concerns." He put the phone in his pocket.
"I gonna go see."
Yu Xiaoxiao sat and continued eating crispy pork. The old lady had really found her nemesis.
My father and mother were still making steamed bowls. The old lady came in. Mu Chenjing stood lazily under the eaves and looked at her. In the yard, there was still a duel between the two.
This time the old lady didn't say anything. She slowly and carefully slid along the wall to the kitchen, fearing that she would be kicked out of the door if she was not careful.
The kitchen was so fragrant. The table was filled with croquettes, potato chips, crispy pork, etc. It looked like steaming bowls on the big pot.
"Gudong." With a sound, she swallowed hard.
His voice became softer: "Are you too oily today?"
Yu's mother glanced at her. Even though the fight was tense, she still had to be polite, and she forced out the word "hmm" from her throat.
"Mom, you're here, have you eaten? I just wanted Xiaoxiao to send you some?"
"No, the one made last year was a bit salty. Let me see if your cooking skills have improved this year?" The old lady pinched the crispy meat with her hands and put it into her mouth.
Mother Yu snorted, she was greedy, she wanted to eat, and she made such an excuse. Who in the town didn't know that the food cooked by her man was the most delicious, especially the New Year dish, and he would be invited to everyone who had happy events or trivial matters.
Go and use a spoon to make a big banquet noodles.
Mrs. Yu ate several pieces, a little of each. After five minutes, she said: "The salty taste is okay this year."
Yu's mother rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
Father Yu said with a smile: "Then you eat more." As long as he doesn't look for trouble, he is still very willing to obey her.
"The Buddha statue at home is broken. I have to go to Qinglong Temple to get the Buddha statue. You can send me there."
"How could the Buddha statue be broken?" Yu's father and mother were also surprised. This was not a good sign.
"I don't know either. I'm afraid it will have a bad impact on our family's feng shui. You will lose money and be in trouble, right? So I need to go and invite someone over quickly."
"Mom, you should call Boss and Lao Er's house about this and ask them to pick you up. You think Chengrun is busy and can't leave. Even if he is idle, I can't see you off. I don't have a car at home, Qinglong
The temple is so far away."
"Where do they have time to do business?"
"Didn't you just say that? It affects Feng Shui and is afraid of losing money. We don't do business. If we are not afraid of this, let's go to whoever is afraid. What business can we do if we are going to lose money?"
"I can't instruct you now, can I?" Mrs. Yu got angry and raised her voice.
"You don't even have the skills to give birth to a son, but you have learned to be stubborn. Who gives you the confidence?"
Now Father Yu was angry and threw the shovel on the pot table: "Mom, what did you say? Xiaoxiao is still at home. What's the big deal about having a son? We just like daughters."
Mrs. Yu's rule is that when people speak louder to her, she must be louder.
But this time, before she could take a breath and become hysterical, she was interrupted by a faint voice.
"I don't think there's any need to go to Qinglong Temple to ask for a Buddha statue. If you don't have sincerity and don't change your nature, it will be broken again if you ask for one."
Mrs. Yu was immediately held back.
Her mind cleared for a while, and then she remembered the purpose of coming here.
"You have a car. You can take grandma to Qinglong Temple to get a Buddha statue. You happen to understand."
