Chapter 446 Honest and Cowardly Contractor Dad Has a Headache Everyday 2
Yang Yong shook his head. This time it has been delayed for five months. I don’t know what the situation is. It has never happened before.
"We also asked, and every time we said we would pay at the end of the month, we would pay at the end of the month. This happened several times. Brother Yong, do you think we should still do it? Who works part-time and doesn't send it to support his wife and children at home? We will pay it after January.
School is about to start. If no money is given, how will I pay for my children’s tuition?”
Yang Yong is also thinking about this problem. Fuchen wants to go to school. Now they are all in school district housing, and it is difficult to get into it if you don't buy a house.
Taking a break at noon. Yang Yong went back after eating and heard shouting in the shed. "You are a wild girl! I committed a thief at a young age! Give me back the money! Ah——"
Yang Yong ran back and saw Fuchen biting the woman's hand. When the woman slapped her hard, Fuchen let go and dodged him. Then he was kicked in the crotch.
“Oops——” The woman squatted down and felt the pain.
Fuchen ran away.
Yang Yong came over and blocked Fuchen's figure, "What's wrong?"
The woman immediately pointed at Yang Yong, "The good daughter you taught? She stole money at a young age!"
"You stole money! You stole money! Your whole family stole money and people!" Fuchen said, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter. They were all old men who were not familiar with dirty jokes.
Fuchen has stayed in the countryside for a long time, and even at a young age, he knows how to speak pornographically.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you girl?" The woman stood up and wanted to fight.
"What are you doing!" a man roared.
When the woman saw the man coming back, she immediately shouted, "You're back. They looked at me as a woman, bullied me for not being here, stole my money, and even scolded me!"
Yang Yong waved his hand, "Misunderstanding. Misunderstanding."
"It's not a misunderstanding! She stole people! She accused me of stealing money!" Fuchen shouted, "I saw it! I saw it!"
The man looked at Fuchen. Fuchen put his hands on his hips and vowed.
The man yells at the woman, "What's going on!"
"I, I just bought groceries and found that the money was missing. When I came back, I saw her holding a pile of food. I knew she stole my money! I want it back! There is nothing else." The woman was timid.
"You're talking nonsense! Yang Yong gave me my money! He gave me two hundred yuan! I spent 19 yuan at home, and spent 63 yuan today, and now I still have 118 yuan." Fuchen took out his money and counted each one clearly.
"Look! This is my money! Where is your money!"
"But I saw it! I saw a man touching you!" Fuchen pointed at the woman and shouted.
"No! No!" The woman panicked. The next moment, the man slapped the woman hard, punched and kicked her, and even dragged the woman on the ground and kowtowed, shouting, "Steal someone! Steal someone for me."
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Women screamed again and again.
No one stepped forward to stop him.
Yang Yong wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but Fu Chen held his hand and refused to let go. Yang Yong turned back and looked at Fu Chen in confusion.
Fuchen's eyes are bright and very clean, as clean as the water on the ground after rain.
Yang Yong only said two sentences from beginning to end, both of which were of no use, and Fu Chen settled the matter by himself.
Yang Yong walked aside with the person and lunch box and asked, "Did you really see Auntie stealing someone?"
Fuchen looked at Yang Yong with a simple expression, "Is it important?"
Yang Yong lowered his head, understood, and gave her the lunch box. Fuchen had spent a lot of money to buy chicken legs in the lunch box. Fuchen held the chicken legs in his hands and ate happily. His hands were still black.
Yang Yong found a blue handkerchief and wiped her hands, "Eat slowly." He put the meat in his bowl into Fuchen's hand.
The young man came over and asked quietly, "Brother, tell me, has the boss paid you a salary?"
Yang Yong was stunned, "No."
"Don't lie to me! How can you give your child money without you! Two hundred! Your monthly living expenses are only two hundred! You give your child two hundred! You don't treat me as a brother!" His voice became more and more excited as he spoke,
He almost roared from behind.
Yang Yong waved his hands repeatedly and backed away in fear, "No, no. My child doesn't want to eat, so I'll give her money to eat more."
"You just have it! Will the boss give it to you or to me? You have only been a worker for two years, and I have been at the construction site for half a year. Why don't you give it to me!" The young man looked at the people next to him from time to time.
More and more people gathered around. Everyone listened and pointed at Yang Yong, "Yang Yong! Tell the truth, have you been paid your salary?"
"No! No! No!" Yang Yong kept waving his hands, "My money is for children. I don't want to eat it myself."
"How is that possible! If you give so much money to a child, two yuan is too much, why two hundred?"
Everyone was talking, and Yang Yong was not allowed to argue.
"Ah——" Fuchen suddenly realized that he was screaming with his ears closed and his eyes closed.
"Ah -" the little girl's sharp voice was so penetrating that it easily spread throughout the surroundings. The population was very dense at this time, and they were all eating and resting in one place.
"Ah——" Fuchen kept shouting and didn't stop at all.
"Fuchen." Yang Yong panicked. He had never taken care of a child and didn't know what the situation was like. "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
"Hey, tell your daughter to shut up."
"Shut up! It's too noisy."
Yang Yong looked at the scolding colleagues around him, and then at his daughter who was screaming with her eyes closed. He looked left and right. Suddenly, he picked up the lunch box next to him and threw it at him, "Shut up! I said I didn't get paid, so I didn't get paid."
! If you have the ability, go to your boss and ask for money! Why are you looking for me!"
He picked up Fu Chen from the ground and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, "Fu Chen, Fu Chen, are you okay? Don't scare dad. Fu Chen..."
Yang Yong carried the man out of the door. When he saw the supervisor, he shouted "I'm asking for leave."
"Hey, wait a minute." The supervisor pulled Yang Yong and took a look at Fuchen, who was still screaming, "It's okay, it's okay, I was just scared."
"Ah——" Fuchen still screamed.
"But -" Yang Yong was worried.
The supervisor actually heard what happened just now and told him, "Do your job well and don't make trouble. Your wages will be paid."
"Ah——" Fuchen suddenly increased the volume and raised his voice, and his whole person was like a blaring trumpet.
Yang Yong stopped caring and ran out as hard as he could with Fuchen in his arms. He took a taxi with him in his arms and said, "Master, master, go to the Central Hospital."
Fuchen stopped barking as soon as he got in the car.
"Master, master, hurry up." Yang Yong was still urging.
The master thought something was urgent about the child and stepped on the accelerator to get out.
Fuchen sat up and said, "I also want to eat chicken legs."
Yang Yong turned his head and stared at Fuchen, stunned on the spot, "Are you okay?"
Fuchen stretched out his hand, "I'll save you once. Two hundred."
Yang Yong still stared at Fuchen, "Are you really okay?"
The master was also confused, "What's going on? Are you going to the hospital yet?"
"Go to the amusement park." Fuchen immediately pointed out the place.
The master looked at Yang Yong in the mirror.
Yang Yong nodded slowly. He had already asked for leave, what else could he say?
"Are you really okay?"
"One hundred." Fuchen insisted.
Yang Yong took out the money and gave him money.
Fuchen tossed the banknotes and said, "Hmm, I deserve this banknote. Without me, you would be buried under the spit of those people."
"What's going on?" The master is very enthusiastic.
Yang Yong was silent.
Fuchen crackling followed the same example, and learned over and over again what those people just said.
The master said "Oh", "This is really troublesome. You can become a wall bird by accident. You don't know yet, but something happened to the boss of your company. He has a branch that was investigated and the money was frozen. Now there is
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money. If you can get money, run away.”
Fuchen immediately came up with an idea, "I'll tell you when I get back that I'm going to die, and I need money at the emergency room for treatment."
Yang Yong hesitated.
"Hurry up!" Fuchen hit the person and cursed, "If you have money, why don't you eat chicken legs by yourself?"
Yang Yong muttered, "It's not good to die."
Fuchen rolled his eyes, "How could I deal with someone like you? How did you survive in the hands of the old woman?"
The master looked at Fuchen and smiled, "Young girl is quite good at things. Where can I go to school?"
"Never went to school."
"Oh, you have to hurry up. Don't delay the development of your smart brain. Haha." The master parked the car and pulled over and said to Yang Yong, "Okay, I'll take you back to pack your things and take out your bankbook and other things. I'll look for me.
My brother-in-law called me and told me that this is life-saving money and he would help you get the money back."
Yang Yong stared, and the next moment he kept thanking him, "Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much."
"Hi, I just happened to meet you. I'll take it as a blessing. Leave a phone number and call me if you need anything. There's nothing big or small in this city that I don't know about." The master greeted him warmly and immediately called his brother-in-law.
Yang Yong hurriedly packed his luggage, and the supervisor came over and asked, "Are you really in the hospital?"
Yang Yong lowered his head and nodded hurriedly, holding his bankbook and wanting to run away. He wouldn't lie. He just wanted to take a walk at the moment, but he remembered something. He looked at the supervisor and spoke with difficulty, "I, I really..."
The supervisor nodded, pulled Yang Yong aside, quietly stuffed a wad of money into a cloth bag, and covered it with his clothes, "The manager told me. He said that your daughter needs emergency medical treatment. You go, go, don't come back."
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Yang Yong thanked him and ran away immediately.
The master was still waiting in the car, and the driver immediately ran away while taking a cigarette. Fuchen got up from underneath and sat back in the back seat.
"Where are you going?"
"Amusement park." Fuchen shouted with a smile.
Yang Yong was thinking about something and looked at Fuchen. Fuchen was thin and small, with only one pair of eyes looking at Mingrun. She was quirky and much better than him.
Yang Yong raised his head and said, "Brother, take a look at the houses and schools in that area. Take us there to have a look."
"Okay." After hearing this, the master understood the situation and introduced the situation of each community. "If you ask me, it is better to buy it directly in the city center. It is smaller, 58 square meters is enough. The community environment and teaching staff there are the best.
It’s best for the children to just bite the bullet and pay a down payment for a small house.”
Yang Yong didn't say much. He was a worker and knew some things.
I went to the property sales office in the city center to check it out. Without saying a word, I bought a small second home in the city center, paid the down payment, got rid of my master and found connections to enter the kindergarten.
The master made a phone call and was embarrassed, "I can find someone to introduce you, but after that you have to deal with it yourself."
Yang Yong didn't say much, and went out with Fuchen. He met the director of the Education Bureau at the entrance of the Education Bureau. He applied for the certificate without giving him a cigarette. However, he encountered difficulties when enrolling in school.
Fuchenxu is six years old and will go to kindergarten next year. However, the kindergarten requires Fuchen to repeat a grade and start at least middle school.
Other children can sing the 24-letter song and understand simple English in primary classes.
Floating dust can do nothing.
Will she have to repeat a grade in kindergarten? Then won’t Fuchen be the biggest child in the class from now on? What will she do if others don’t play with her and isolate her?
Yang Yong was stunned and disagreed. He begged to go to the upper class, "This kid is smart and can catch up."
The principal of the kindergarten looked at Fuchen.
After staying in the city for a month, Yang Yong used prickly heat powder to rub her every day. She became a lot whiter and the pimples on her body disappeared. She looked much better than before, at least she had a good complexion and a human appearance.
But she was still thin and had yellow skin. Her eyes were open and she didn't speak. Standing next to the man, no matter how many adults yelled in the room, she didn't move or open her mouth.
The female teacher grabbed a handful of candy and said, "Is it floating dust? Here it is."
Fuchen stared at the female teacher, motionless. His expression was dull and he was not moved by the candy at all.
"I taught her not to eat other people's food. Do you think she learned well?" Yang Yong explained. When an honest person lies, no one will suspect it.
The director immediately decided to accept it. He tried it for two months, but after two months he really couldn't keep up and then adjusted it down.
As soon as they agreed, Fuchen opened his bag and the female teacher immediately put the candy into the bag.
Yang Yong chuckled and rubbed Fuchen's head. Fuchen opened it directly and took out a candy and gave it to the female teacher.
The female teacher smiled and said, "Give it to the teacher." Then she ate one and said, "Look, the teacher ate it, so you can eat it too."
Fuchen then took out other candies and ate them with relish.
After leaving the house, Yang Yong immediately went to buy wallpaper with initials and vowels. In the stationery store, Fuchen stared at the snake-shaped Rubik's Cube in the cabinet. He pointed at the Rubik's Cube and shouted to Yang Yong, "Buy it for me."
Yang Yong silently bought them together.
On the road, Fuchen stared at the six-sided Rubik's Cube, thinking about it. Yang Yong was watching from behind.
After walking all the way, Fuchen studied all the way. When he walked home, he found that the person opposite came out and there was a child! The same size as Fuchen.
"Hello." Yang Yong greeted, "I am the landlord of 1702. I just moved here. This is my daughter, Fuchen." Looking at Fuchen, he said, "Fuchen, say hello."
Fuchen stared at the child beside the woman's legs. He was clean, white, fat, and looked very soft. His eyes stared at people timidly.
Fuchen opened his mouth: "Mute."
Yang Yong patted Fuchen gently and said, "Fuchen, please speak nicely."
The floating dust is magnanimous, but it will not change.
The boy's mother still smiled, "This child can't talk, she's right." The boy's father on the other side didn't look so happy and turned to the side.
"How old are your children? Where do they go to school?" Yang Yong changed the subject.
Fuchen stood in the corner and continued playing with the Rubik's Cube.
The boy huddled in the corner and stared at the girl opposite.
The mother patted the boy's head, smiled, and said, "The nearby Jiayang Kindergarten has the Rose Class."
"What a coincidence." Yang Yong was delighted, "Our family, Fuchen, also has a large class. From now on, we will go to and from school together, and we will have someone to take care of us in the class. How old is your child? How old is he?"
"6 years old, 2 months."
"January in my family is my sister." Yang Yong knelt down and said to Fuchen, "Fuchen, this is my younger brother. I will take care of my younger brother in the kindergarten from now on."
Fuchen raised his head, only gave Yang Yong a look, and the boy a look, and continued to play with his head down, ignoring it at all.
The two adults chatted for a long time and said goodbye. Those who entered the house went in, and those who left the house went out.
