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Lin Chuxia died in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the year she ...

Chapter 272 Come here, I'll beat you to death

Chapter 272 Come here, I'll beat you to death

Mrs. Jia: "..."

Her son was born to be her unlucky person. When he was a naughty boy, he made her very angry all day long. Now that he is on the right track, he wants to make her angry to death.

Rather than being mad at him, she might as well beat him to death first.

Old Mrs. Jia looked around and picked up a broom to hit him.

Jia Liang jumped up and said, "Mom, if you want to talk, just talk. Why do you keep hitting me?"

He is not afraid of being slapped, because the broomstick bumps are a shadow of his childhood and it hurts a lot when they are hit on his body.

Old Lady Jia pointed at him with the broom in her hand and said, "Come here, I'll beat you to death."

Jia Liang took another step back and said, "No, if I'm beaten to death by you now, I'll definitely meet my dad in the underworld, and he'll definitely beat me up again."

"Then I won't beat you to death, but I will give you a beating?"

"Mom, I'm already 30 years old. You beat me and scold me whenever you want. How can I find a wife?"

I have to say that Jia Liang knows how to control his mother. Just one sentence of "finding a wife" can make old lady Jia stop.

After a moment, Mrs. Jia sighed, "

Tell me, what happened? Don’t even think about taking me to enjoy a good life. I don’t have that much good fortune. Do you owe people money outside again? ”

Jia Liang also fell silent.

His father died early, and it was not easy for his mother to raise him. His mother was worried about him a lot during those years when he didn't study hard.

It is said that men become mature after they turn 30. Jia Liang doesn’t know whether he has matured or not. He only knows that after doing things with Lin Chuxia, he realized how stupid the things he did in the past were and how much worry he caused his mother.

But no matter what happened at that time, he never thought of selling the house.

Now he is determined to make up for his previous guilt towards his mother and let her live a comfortable life, but he has to sell the house.

When Mrs. Jia saw that he didn't say anything, she knew that he really had encountered trouble.

"Are you helping your bad friends again? Liangzi, Liangzi, I thought you had learned well because you have a proper job now, but I didn't expect you to..."

Seeing that Old Mrs. Jia was so anxious that she was about to cry, Jia Liang quickly said, "It's not about the past." But to say that it has nothing to do with those old friends, that's not the case.

Isn’t Tian Jinzhu his former bad friend?

Jia Liang knelt on the ground with a plop and spoke with difficulty, "Mom, I was wrong about this matter. I really have no choice. I just want to make up for my mistake. Don't worry, Mom, I will work hard in the future, make more money, and buy you a bigger house."

Old Mrs. Jia has only one son, Jia Liang, and the mother and son depend on each other for survival. Even though Jia Liang had done some bad things in the past, she never really blamed her son.

He only blamed himself for his bad luck. Jia Liang lost his father to teach him at a very young age, and he himself was incompetent, which led his child to go astray.

Seeing his son kneeling in front of him and begging, his heart was broken.

She quickly pulled her son up and asked, "How much money do you owe? I've saved all your previous wages for you. Wait, I'll get it for you."

"Mom," Jia Liang held Mrs. Jia, "Please don't take it. The money is not enough."

If he needs it, even if it's just a few hundred, he will find a way.

Old Mrs. Jia looked at her son and fell silent.

After a while, he said, "Liang, tell me how you owe me the money. Even if I sell the house and your father takes away my money, let me know the truth."

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After talking things over with his mother, Jia Liang went to the kitchen to get the half-baked noodles. The house had to be sold and the meal had to be eaten.

The dough had just been kneaded when there was some noise outside.

Hou Xiaobao came in from outside carrying a bag of things, calling "Auntie" with a smile.

"Why are you here?"

Jia Liang asked while wiping his hands.

Hou Xiaobao went into the house first and handed the things to Old Mrs. Jia, and then said a few funny words to make her happy.

He had lived in the Jia family before and was often taken care of by the old lady.

After finishing talking to the old lady, he pulled Jia Liang aside.

"I heard that the police arrested Tian Jinzhu? Didn't that get you into trouble?"

Jia Liang was alert, "Who told you that?"

Hou Xiaobao laughed, "Why should I listen to anyone's rumors? It's all over the streets. I also heard that General Manager Lin and Factory Director Su went there. This Tian Jinzhu is really harmful. I was wondering, when we brothers asked him to work with General Manager Lin, he said he was unwilling to do it. How come he has come to his senses now? It turns out that a dog will always eat shit."

Hou Xiaobao kept chattering on the side, but Jia Liang didn't get involved in his conversation.

The dough was almost done, so I took a big rolling pin and rolled it out.

Hou Xiaobao has always been a friendly person in the Jia family. He even lived here for several years.

Wash the tomatoes immediately and make tomato sauce.

The two of them were chatting casually in the kitchen, mostly Hou Xiaobao trying to get Jia Liang to say something.

After all, Su Wensong had told him about Tian Jinzhu's affairs, and he couldn't just say that he knew everything, nor did he want to hide his brother's difficulties from him.

Sure enough, when Hou Xiaobao heard Jia Liang say that he wanted to sell the house, he had the same idea.

After Jia Liang retired from the underworld, although he still had dealings with those people from his previous gang, they were just a relationship where they nodded to each other when they met and exchanged money for business. There would no longer be such simple financial transactions.

Such a large sum of money is not something that ordinary people can afford.

"Would you agree, ma'am?"

"I have already told her about it. She really didn't agree at first, but later she agreed after she realized that it was because she was losing money from Mr. Lin's project. She also told me that I must not owe Mr. Lin any money under any circumstances."

After Jia Liang explained the whole story to Mrs. Jia, Mrs. Jia not only scolded Tian Jinzhu but also told Jia Liang not to let General Manager Lin down.

Hou Xiaobao nodded again.

Jia Liang looked at him and suddenly asked, "How much money do you have?"

"Ah?" Hou Xiaobao looked up.

"I heard that you were looking for a house a while ago. Do you want to buy one?"

If he really wants to buy a house, just sell this yard to him.

If you sell it to an acquaintance, his mother can come back from time to time to visit, which gives her psychological comfort, which is better than selling it to a stranger who will never have anything to do with her.

Hou Xiaobao scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "How can I afford to buy a house? I just feel that we are not young anymore. Others my age already have children. I have a proper job now, and the salary is not low. If there is a suitable person, I can find someone to do the laundry and cooking, and take care of me. Since I want to start a family, don't I have to have a home first?"

He couldn't go back to that home, and he didn't want to argue endlessly with his brother and sister-in-law over those two rooms, let alone live in the dormitory.

Fortunately, I can rent a house now, and when I have saved enough money in two years, I can buy two houses.

Hou Xiaobao was still planning his beautiful future in his mind when a big hand reached out in front of him.

"Since you're not buying a house, you can give me the money first. I'll still be short of money after selling the house."

Hou Xiaobao: “…”