《My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms》My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms - Chapter 18,
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Chapter 18,
Lin Hai doesn’t need to look, but also knows who it is .
“Aunt Two . ”
After all, Lin Hai has to take the initiative to say hello to his elders .
Sun Guizhi, in his forties, dressed up in the countryside, is very fashionable . He runs a ladder factory at home . He is also a well-known person .
Of course, the reputation of being a man is also well-known and smelly .
“Gee, these two aunts screamed reluctantly . It seems that they hurt you in childhood . ”
Lin Hai’s heart was cold, when I was a child, he even reluctantly bought me a ice-lolly, but also hurt me?
“Well, you’re driving back? Borrowed from classmates? You’re a real kid . Can you drive a car in a family like yours? What can you do if you touch someone? Can you afford to pay for it?
Sun Guizhi blamed loudly .
“His second aunt, the child has just returned home, let the child go in first . ” Lin Wen couldn’t listen .
“Oh, big brother,” Sun Guizhi was unhappy .
“I am the second aunt, saying what’s wrong with him, saying that he’s also good for him . You said that your eldest brother has no skills in his life, and that it’s okay to dig up the soil with my eldest sister-in-law for a lifetime . This sea has a hard time to enter a university . Maybe after graduation, he can find a class and earn 2,000 or 3,000 a month, but if he really bumps into someone else’s car . What do you do? What kind of compensation do you take to sell your house? Besides, how much money can you sell the broken house that you built when you were married for more than 20 years?
“If you can sell a few bucks, you don’t have to worry about it . ” Song Qin didn’t like to listen, and pulled the elder’s face .
“Hey, you say your family, I don’t know if it’s good to talk about it or not . I don’t care what it’s like . ” Sun Guizhi looked at Songqin with disdain .
Estimated to be thirsty, he went into the house and poured a glass of water . Sun Guizhi pointed to Lin Hai and said, “You said you went to school and your second aunt was sitting here . You didn’t know to pour a glass of water . You thought it was silly to go to school . ”
Lin Hai endured the anger in his heart and said with a smile, “Aunt two, I just came back and have a lot to say to my parents . If you don’t go back first, I’ll go to your house to see you and my uncle tomorrow . ”
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“Hey, what does that mean? This is when I don’t understand it . ” Sun Guizhi screamed back at Lin Hai and said, “It’s amazing to have studied for a few days . It’s starting to drive people out, good fellow . It’s not graduated yet . If it’s graduated, six relatives will not recognize it . ”
“Enough!” Lin Wenmeng stood up . The man who had been silent could not help it at last .
“Second aunt, have something to say, the child just came back, don’t always find trouble with the child . ” Lin Wen flicked his arm and his face was full of anger .
“Hey, I said big brother, what are you good at with me? You have the ability to earn money for your sons and daughters . It’s your ability to earn big money . You’re so good with me . What’s your ability?”
Sun Guizhi is a typical shrew, and does not take Lin Hai’s family into account at all .
“Aunt two, come on, don’t say anything . You should come here today to ask for money . ”
“Well, Xiaohai, it’s not that my second aunt is heartless . I also know that you have two children in your family . Life is tight, but you know…”
“All right, how much do you owe me?” Lin Hai interrupted her directly .
“Thirty-five thousand . ”
“Her second aunt, aren’t you telling lies with your eyes open? Lao Lin was hospitalized last year, and his second uncle Mingming gave me 30,000 . Song Qin stood up anxiously .
“Sister-in-law, who lent you money in vain? If you borrow money from the bank, the bank will not pay interest . The bank will close early . ”
“You, you…” Song Qin was so angry that he could not speak .
“Bang!” The door of the inner room was pushed open and Lin Yun ran out with tears on her face .
“Mom, pay back the money to my second aunt . I can’t learn that . I’ll work to earn money tomorrow . ”
“Yun Yun…” Lin Hai looked at her sister crying into tears and felt a pain in her heart .
“Brother!” Lin Yun threw herself into Lin Hai’s arms and began to cry .
“Well, let me say, Yun Yun’s learning is really useless . A girl’s family, sooner or later, is someone else’s family . Why spend so much money with her?” Sun Guizhi pouted his lips .
“Huh!” Lin Haichang breathed a sigh to suppress his anger .
“Aunt two, thirty-five thousand in all, right?” Lin Hai asked Sun Guizhi .
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“Yes . ”
“Okay, wait a minute . ” Lin Hai turned his head and went out and took out a black plastic bag from the car .
“One, two, three!” Lin Hai took out three bundles of money and put them in front of Sun Guizhi .
“This is 30,000 . Count your two aunts?”
“This…” Sun Guizhi was stunned . He couldn’t figure out where Lin Hai came from for so much money .
Lin Hai ignored her and took out another pile and counted them one by one .
“This is five thousand, a total of thirty-five thousand . Are you right in counting?”
“Xiaohai, where did you get so much money?” Song Qin asked with some concern
“Mom, I’ll tell you later . Let my second aunt count first . ”
No matter where the money came from, Sun Guizhi spit on his hand and counted it carefully .
“Just in time, thirty-five thousand, I took it . ” Sun Guizhi found a bag and put the money in it .
“The two aunts will come again another day . ” Lin Hai didn’t want to see her for a moment .
“Well, it’s starting to drive me out again . Okay, can’t I go yet?” Sun Guizhi turned and walked out .
“Xiaohai, send your second aunt . ” Song Qin was so angry that he sat on the Kang and did not move .
“Come on, how dare I send it to college students?” Sun Guizhi went out in a strange mood of yin and yang .
“Hey, Xiaohai, the car you borrowed is quite big . There is no brand here . What brand is it?” Sun Guizhi walked around Luhu .
“Land Rover . ”
“Land Rover? No, miscellaneous brand, you have to buy a brand name to buy a car . Look at Aunt Two’s car, BYD . Anyone knows it . Sun Guizhi proudly pointed to the BYD logo .
“Yes, forcibly, this car matches my second aunt’s temperament very well . ” Lin Hai took the opportunity to hurt her .
“At last a sensible remark has been made . ” Sun Guizhi scornfully glanced at Lin Hai and got on the bus and left .
Lin Hai laughed in his heart and praised me for being sensible after being scolded . Isn’t Nima mean?
“Old Song, don’t be angry, your second aunt, isn’t that a person?”
“Sun Guizhi didn’t have the heart . When he got married, he couldn’t afford to buy furniture . The two of you didn’t say a word . They moved all the furniture and appliances to her house . As a result, when you look at them, they forgot it . ”
“Yes, your two uncles are too honest . Last time Lao Lin’s life was almost gone . She didn’t say to lend a penny . Your two uncles stole 30,000 yuan and let her scratch her face . ”
As soon as Sun Guizhi left, his neighbours came to visit him and comforted Song Qin and Lin Wen .
“Aunts and uncles, grandparents, thank you for taking care of my parents when I’m not at home . ” Lin Hai took a lot of cigarettes, liquor and gift boxes from the car and put them on the kang .
“Come on, Grandpa Two, you love smoking . You have this China . ”
“Uncle Zhao, you like drinking, go home and taste the Maotai I brought . ”
“Three sisters-in-law, take these snacks back to my little nephew to eat . ”
…
The woods were crashing, and half of the car was separated out .
“This…” The neighbors are silly . What Lin Hai gives them is not cheap .
“The sea let you take it . ” When Song Qin saw that the neighbors were all foolish, he stood and rubbed his hands and dared not move . He quickly got up and persuaded them .
“Take it, take it all . ” Lin Wen also came out to speak .
“Well, then we’re not polite . ” The neighbors thanked and happily picked it up .
“It’s not easy for Xiaohai to come back . Let’s have a good talk with your family . ” All the people with eyes took things and the neighbours left happily one by one .
“No way, the sea looks promising . ”
“Yes, and Xiaohai is as kind as his father . ”
“Well, Xiao Hai has a heart . Let’s just wait for the sea to shine in our neighborhoods . ”
Listening to the neighbours’comments, Lin Wen’s face and smiling mouth couldn’t close .
This simple man has lived for most of his life, and what he values most is face .
When Lin Hai was admitted to college, the old man spent half a year in the village, stopping to talk to people about his son .
Today, my son came back and gave him a long face .
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