Jiang Zhihao didn't know who she had found to understand the situation, so she came to the conclusion that her life was unfortunate.
He had no intention of explaining, and just said: "No, I'm fine as I am now. Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll go back."
"You kid, why doesn't it make sense? Your elders are all doing this for your own good, but you can't tell." Jiang Xiujing said a little unhappy, "Also, although your father didn't do some things well, he is still your father after all.
Since you plan to help, you should go to the hospital over there for a checkup as soon as possible to see if your kidneys meet the requirements."
"I'm sensible. The Longjing here is pretty good. You can try it. I've already paid for the tea." Jiang Zhihao said, got up and left the teahouse.
Looking at Jiang Zhihao's back, Jiang Xiujing curled her lips in dissatisfaction and muttered: "You really don't understand good people's hearts. No wonder mom died early and dad doesn't want you!"
But this time she came all the way and couldn't return without success. After thinking about it, she also left the teahouse.
Dozens of minutes later, Jiang Xiujing appeared at the door of Zhong's house.
After knocking on the door, Zhong Wenxing looked at the woman in front of the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, I am Jiang Zhihao's sister-in-law Jiang Xiujing. Is this Zhong Jiawei's house?" Jiang Xiujing asked.
"Jiang Zhihao's sister-in-law?" Zhong Wenxing was startled after hearing this. He knew a little bit about the situation at his son-in-law's family. He hadn't contacted her since college. It was said that the relationship was very bad. How could he suddenly come to find her?
In Zhong Wenxing's opinion, they must have known that their son-in-law was doing well and rich, so they came to establish friendship.
He suddenly became wary and said, "You have something to do with Weiwei?"
"It's nothing big. These are all relatives. We just happened to come here to do something, so I asked her to meet her." Jiang Xiujing said.
After all, Zhong Wenxing was not so hard-hearted, and finally relented and let Jiang Xiujing in.
After sitting down, Jiang Xiujing looked around at the layout and decoration of the house, and she was more convinced that Jiang Zhihao's life was ordinary.
Although the home of my father-in-law and mother-in-law looks relatively clean, it contains very ordinary, even very old items, and there are almost no high-end items. The best thing is probably the 55-inch TV.
LCD TV.
People who can live in such an old and small house must have average economic conditions.
"Are you Zhong Jiawei's father? Can you call her and ask her to come over? I can't find her contact information here," Jiang Xiujing said.
Zhong Wenxing sneered in his heart, thinking that they were really unrelated relatives who came to establish friendship without even having a phone call.
He showed a kind smile on his face and said, "Okay, you sit down for a while and I'll call her."
After that, Zhong Wenxing got up and went outside, calling Shao Hailan first.
Shao Hailan now has nothing to do every day and goes to work as a volunteer to help pay for the property management.
When he heard that Jiang Zhihao's relatives were coming, Shao Hailan suddenly said in a bad tone: "What are they here for? It has been so many years and no one has visited Xiao Jiang. When he got married, he didn't even have a hair. What do they want to do now?"
"I suspect she is here to borrow money." Zhong Wenxing said nervously: "Think about it, Xiao Jiang has made tens of millions this year. Everyone wants to be friends with him. His
Can relatives let go of such an opportunity?"
"Borrow money? Lend her some courage!" Shao Hailan suddenly became furious.