Now at the age of twenty-three, Jian Anran also saw a silent expression in another person.
The perfect man Wen Siheng, his words and deeds are currently "moisturizing and silent", but subconsciously, Jian Anran has always been afraid, fearing that the ultimate form of such a situation could be like Jian Shaobo, right?
After all, Yang Yahui's appearance was excellent when she was young, and she is still very good-looking even now that she is about to enter her fifth year. She cannot be really young and ignorant. When Jian Shaobo was young, he always had some advantages and redeeming qualities, which made her determined to marry
His, right?
What if everyone changes when they grow old?
Jian Shaobo's cigarette seemed to be extra long. Jian Anran and Yang Yahui had been arguing for a while, but he had no intention of getting up and coming in from the balcony.
"After raising you for so many years, your parents have worked so hard for you, what's wrong with you just giving us a little money? Why don't you give us back the money? You've asked so many questions. If you don't want to give it, just say it!" Yang Yahui raised her voice.
"Yes!" Jian Anran refused to admit defeat at all, "I just don't want to give it! What's wrong?"
"My daughter hasn't left home yet, and she has cut off her living expenses while she is in college. When I was so poor that I couldn't afford to eat, why didn't you think about giving me some money? Why didn't you ask me if I would be hungry?
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"Why do you have the nerve to ask for money as soon as I have it?" The more she spoke, the angrier she became. After saying so many words in one breath, Jian Anran put her hands on her hips, her chest heaved violently, and she breathed heavily.
Yang Yahui snorted, "Why are you being pretentious? Don't you still have an income of three thousand a month?"
Hearing these words, Jian Anran could no longer control her emotions. She was afraid that the other party would see her tears, so she immediately turned around and pressed the door handle.
Afraid that the quarrel would be heard by the neighbors in the corridor, Yang Yahui quickly pulled the door back with a snap and locked the door.
"Ha", she sneered, "My unrelated son-in-law is very generous, but the daughter I raised for more than 20 years gets nothing! No wonder people say raising a daughter is of no use at all!"
"What kind of son-in-law? Generous?" Jian Anran quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Have you called Wen Siheng?"
Only then did she realize that she had let something slip. Yang Yahui felt a little regretful at the moment and didn't know how to explain it.
"Did you borrow money from him? How much did you borrow?" Jian Anran took a step closer to Yang Yahui.
Feeling guilty, Yang Yahui took two or three steps back and hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to answer. Wen Siheng had repeatedly warned Jian Anran not to let Jian Anran know about this.
"You see, people used to bring so many things to their door. Isn't that generous?" Yang Yahui suddenly thought.
"You, on the other hand, haven't been willing to go home for half a year. I think you are really throwing away the water!"
Her mind went blank for a moment, and Jian Anran had no idea at all. She was now very sure that she was really delusional when she was still reluctant to let go of this family.
In the past, Jian Anran would have dismissed words like "original family" whenever she saw them, because she was very sure that she was born in a pretty good family.
Although the family's financial situation was tight when he was in kindergarten, Jian Shaobo's business gradually flourished, and their family's living standard was much higher than that of his classmates whose parents were both working.
At that time, KFC was considered a luxury. She could eat at KFC once a week. She could also buy a set of very expensive Barbie dolls for her birthday. She could fly out of the province to travel every summer vacation. Their living conditions were far better than those in the surrounding area.
Many well-off families.
But as time went by, Jian Anran finally witnessed the ups and downs of Jian Shaobo's business. There were good times and extremely bleak times.
The money she saved when business was good was all squandered because of Jian Shaobo's somewhat extravagant consumption outlook. She once got up one night to go to the bathroom and heard her mother, Yang Yahui, hiding on the balcony and her grandmother crying on the phone:
"It's like the money is hot and he has to spend it as soon as he gets it."
The year Jian Anran was born, the total price of shops in Luojiang city center was only 150,000 yuan, so Jian Shaobo couldn't wait to buy an imported car worth 300,000 yuan.
Under the envious eyes of friends around him, this imported car has depreciated into a worthless antique after more than ten years. When his ordinary apartment in Luojiang cost 600,000, he bought an imported car worth 1 million.<
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For this reason, her parents once again had a huge quarrel. Jian Shaobo said, "If you drive a better car, others won't look down on you when you go out to discuss business."
"A housewife like you who has never made a penny in her life will not understand!"
The cars were parked downstairs, and there was a quarrel. Yang Yahui even wanted to secretly drive the car to sell it, but the matter ended up in nothing again.
"Forget it," Jian Anran shook off Yang Yahui's hand, "If you don't want to tell me, I'll ask myself."
"I hope this is the last time. If you don't get approved, please contact Wen Siheng directly."
Yang Yahui was instantly dissatisfied: "I still can't contact my son-in-law?"
"You..." Jian Anran was speechless, "Is it the same if you asked him to borrow money? How do you want him to see me? How do his parents see me?"
"It's almost okay, it's just a small amount of money. Although we are not a family that wants sky-high betrothal gifts, but we have raised a daughter to marry into their family, and what's the point of asking him for some money when the cash flow is not working?"
Seeing this, Yang Yahui said it confidently, and Jian Anran felt dizzy as her blood pressure increased.
"Then I should have eaten fat from the beginning, so that you could take the scale and ask for money!" Unscrewing the lock of the security door, Jian Anran took a step forward and blocked half of her body on the door frame.
Go ahead and prevent Yang Yahui from locking the door again.
"You also know that in the second half of the year, I will rent a house for internship and have to eat and live. I won't take the money. It's up to you!"
After saying that, she turned around and ran quickly towards the stairs. By the time Yang Yahui came to her senses and yelled at the corridor, Jian Anran had already run down two floors and could not hear clearly what she was saying.
As she walked down to the green iron door on the first floor, she didn't know whether it was because she was out of breath or because she had lingering fears. There was a "thumping" beating sound in her chest, and Jian Anran couldn't calm down for a while.
Finally, I took the night bus back to the dormitory. When I got downstairs, I happened to catch up with the dormitory aunt locking the door and sprinting into the dormitory building. Jian Anran's soul forced her body to climb up the stairs of the dormitory.
When she was lying on the bed, she suddenly remembered that during the quarrel tonight, she didn't even have time to ask about the online loan of more than 200,000 yuan.
"Beibei," Jian Anran turned around, "do you know that you need to make an appointment in advance when you go to the bank to do business? Or should you just go directly?"
