Zhao Tiezhu looked at the box in his hand, and he was sure that once he really took this thing home, Zhang Cuihua would find it within two days.
Zhao Tiezhu had no other choice but to think again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "If you help me keep it, I can give you half."
"I have valuable things here." As for how much to give at that time, that was his business. Anyway, Zhao Lei didn't know what was inside.
Valuable things? Zhao Lei believed that there must be valuable things, but Zhao Lei shook his head, "I said, I don't covet your money."
"So Dad, don't test me."
"This kind of thing will cause trouble, so just let me go." Zhao Lei glanced at the box in Zhao Tiezhu's hand again.
"The box is nice. It comes from a wealthy family."
"My ancestors were all farmers, and none of us produced anyone with a promising future." Zhao Lei directly blocked the excuse that Zhao Tiezhu wanted to make.
Zhao Tiezhu really wanted to use the reason that his ancestors were once wealthy, but Zhao Lei blocked his argument. If it was Zhao Qiang and the others, he could really refute it, but it was Zhao Lei, who knew more about the Zhao family than he did.
Zhao Lei said meaningfully, "My mother often says things that are really unreliable, but this time, I think she was right."
Zhao Lei's words let Zhao Tiezhu know that his son believed what he had done. "Third brother, that, that."
"I, I..." Zhao Tiezhu talked for a long time, really not knowing how to continue.
"Don't explain. It's all in the past. It's between you and your master's wife. It's between your master and his wife, and between you and my mother."
"It's just that, Dad, I really want to know, after you did that to my grandparents, what do you think every time you visit their graves."
"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Lei didn't care about Zhao Tiezhu's romantic affairs.
"I, I, I really didn't." Zhao Tiezhu kept defending himself.
"Don't tell me this." Zhao Lei didn't want to hear this. "Okay, you should go to bed early too."
"Put away the things in your hands too." After Zhao Lei sent Zhao Tiezhu to the yard, he turned around and left.
Zhao Tiezhu saw him going out and grabbed him, "Son, are you going out?"
"Can't I go out?" Zhao Lei gently pulled Zhao Tiezhu's fingers apart, "Dad, go and have a rest."
"Why, you care so much about my movements, are you?" Zhao Lei raised his eyebrows, "You are not feeling guilty, are you?"
"How could I feel guilty? I definitely don't feel guilty."
"That's good." Zhao Lei said, turned around and left.
Although Zhao Tiezhu really wanted to hold him back, he didn't dare. This kid would definitely say that he was guilty, ah ah ah ah ah ah.
Zhao Tiezhu got angry just thinking about it. It was all because of that idiot Zhang Cuihua. If it weren't for her, how could he have given Zhao Lei any suspicion.
Now, no matter how he explained, the child just wouldn't listen.
Zhao Lei walked to the compound of Zhao Feng and his friends. As soon as he reached the door, he saw Teacher Yan standing at the door, also speechless.
This guy is really a great gatekeeper. He stays at home on weekends and days off. "Teacher Yan, you didn't go fishing today."
Yan Fugui had not expected to see Zhao Lei. His previous knowledge of him was that he worked at a scrap yard, had good skills, could repair many things, and had a good income. Now he was also the man of Wang Juan from the Street Office.
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