"Well... okay, uncle, I'm sorry to bother you then."
The old man said happily, "That's right."
He looked at Fu Huaiyi with red eyes, "If my Jianjun were still alive, he would be as old as you."
Fu Huaiyi: ββ¦β
This is really strange.
But Lin Yuyao knew what was going on. Wang Jianjun never came back after he went to school. Although it had only been a few years since his death, they probably hadn't seen him for many years.
The old man wiped his tears, looked down at the fifty yuan in his hand and said, "You guys gave me so much money. I feel embarrassed."
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Fu Huaiyi gave Lin Yuyao a look, thinking that the old man's emotions were ready and they could start.
Lin Yuyao said, "Uncle, Comrade Jianjun also sacrificed his life for the country, so it is our duty to take care of you and your sister-in-law and her son. Your sister-in-law is in South City, and they have found her a job. Chenchen also went to a good school for free, and now she is living a good life. You are Comrade Jianjun's parents, and you are still suffering in such an environment. It is really wrong."
The old man looked up at them in surprise.
Fu Huaiyi immediately understood what Lin Yuyao meant and nodded repeatedly.
"It's nothing for me. Fifty yuan is just a small thing for buying something. My sister-in-law is in South City with Chenchen. The organization not only solves the problem of work and school, but also provides condolences during the New Year and other festivals, and sends rice, oil and food several times a year. And Jiang Ting, do you still remember him?"
The old man nodded and said, "I remember, he has a good relationship with Jianjun and has been to our house before."
"Jianjun was on a mission with him. The mission was dangerous and one of them had to go. Jianjun rushed to go and died. It can be said that if it wasn't for Jianjun, Jiang Ting might have died."
The old man was stunned, obviously it was the first time he heard of it.
"Are you saying that my Jianjun died for someone else?"
Fu Huaiyi: ββ¦β How do you understand this?
"This...someone has to do the mission, and sacrifice is an accident."
The old man slapped his thigh and shouted angrily: "Why shouldn't that young man sacrifice himself? Why should my son sacrifice himself?"
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Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao looked embarrassed, as if they didn't know how to respond.
Seeing them like this, the old man sat down again and said in a slow voice, "I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you. I'm... Alas! My son is gone, and I feel sad."
Fu Huaiyi said repeatedly: "I understand, but Jiang Ting also feels guilty. In order to repay Jianjun's kindness, he married Fang Qing and raised Chenchen as his own son."
He also knew about this, and his eyes dodged when he heard Fu Huaiyi say this.
Seeing this, Lin Yuyao added, "He took good care of them before they got married. He said he felt sorry for them as an orphan and a widow, so he personally gave Fang Qing an extra fifty dollars every month."
Old man, "What? He gave Fang Qing so much money?"
"Yes, this is just living expenses. In addition, Comrade Jianjun previously bought a house in town and owed a lot of debt, which was all paid by Lu Jiangting."
The old man was shocked, "When did they buy a house in town?"
Um?
Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao looked at each other.
"They have bought a house in town for many years, uncle, don't you know?"
The old man bared his teeth and twisted his thigh.
Finally, he said angrily: "What the hell, didn't you say that the house is available for rent?"
Fu Huaiyi: ββ¦β
Lin Yuyao: ββ¦β
Lin Yuyao almost understood what was going on, and was wondering why neither of them went to grab the house. So this is what was going on.
"Also, Fang Qing later borrowed some money from Lu Jiangting with Comrade Jianjun's death compensation and bought a store in town."
"What?" the old man cried out, "There's also death compensation?"
Lin Yuyao: ββ¦β He doesnβt know?
Fu Huaiyi said: "Yes."
"How many?"
"At that time, it was calculated based on 30 times the average social wage."
"What's flat?"
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"Ahem, that's thirty times the average monthly salary in our place that year."
"I can't count, young man, just tell me how much money you have."
"All the miscellaneous stuff adds up to about two to three thousand dollars."
hiss!
Where had the country folk ever seen so much money?
The old man took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and continued angrily: "So much money, Fang Qing took it all by herself, without taking out a penny."
Lin Yuyao said weakly again: "Uncle, didn't Lu Jiangting help you?"
Old man: βWhat help?β
Lin Yuyao said, "Lu Jiangting wants to repay his gratitude. We have been talking about this. If he wants to repay his gratitude, why doesn't he take good care of Jianjun's parents instead of taking care of Fang Qing and her son?"
No one knew what the old man was thinking. He looked restless and almost angry.
Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao looked at each other again.
At this time, the old lady also came back, followed by a young woman.
He looked young and thin, but his skin was rough and his face was sallow. He looked very old despite his young age.
When Lin Yuyao saw her, she suddenly remembered her past life.
At that time, I was also prematurely aged.
Lin Yuyao stood up and greeted her.
The woman was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss.
The old lady next to him said, "Go cook quickly, and remember to kill the fattest chicken."
"Yes." The woman agreed and hurried to the kitchen.
The old lady saw the old man's angry expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." The old man pulled the corner of his mouth and showed an ugly smile, "I'm sorry to make you laugh. Thank you for bringing these words to me."
"fine."
Seeing that it was almost time, they stopped talking.
"Uncle, the mountains outside your place are so beautiful, let's go for a walk around here."
"Hey, okay, then don't go too far, we'll be able to eat soon."
"OK."
Fu Huaiyi put on his backpack and took Lin Yuyao for a walk around the area.
Although this village halfway up the mountain is relatively poor, the scenery is truly unique and beautiful.
They brought cameras, so they took some pictures.
"Maybe it can be used in a magazine later. The weather is nice today, so take more pictures."
Fu Huaiyi has good photography skills and can capture beautiful shots, so almost all the photography work is done by him.
The two of them were taking pictures near the village, and the old man and woman in the house were arguing with each other, almost going crazy.
"Is what they say true?"
The old man said, "There's no need for them to lie to us. Look at how they are dressed and how generous they are to us. They are definitely not short of money. We are broke, why would they lie to us?"
"Yes, so did Lu Jiangting really give Fang Qing that much money?"
"Yeah, they said he was repaying a favor. What wicked thing did he do to deserve such a return? Could it be that he had hooked up with that little bitch Fang Qing a long time ago? Could Chenchen be his child?"
The old lady's eyes were evasive.
"Isn't this possible?"
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