"How can it not be enough? You haven't paid me a penny in over a year. Didn't you say that all the money is in our father's hands? Isn't your salary plus bonus over the past year enough to pay for the house?"
"It's 18 square meters larger, so we have to pay 18 square meters according to the market price. The cheapest top floor is 350 yuan per square meter, and our first floor is 360 yuan. You can calculate the price yourself."
Fang Qing calculated for a long time, looked surprised, and raised her voice and said, "It's almost 6,500 yuan. So much? It's more expensive than my store."
"Yes, this is South City, not a small town in the countryside. That house is in a good location, but it costs so much money. The organization gives us benefits, can it cheat me?"
This... won't rip them off, it's definitely the most reasonable price.
"This is too much. You didn't tell me earlier. If you had told me earlier... If you had told me earlier, we wouldn't have had to do it this way."
"What if we don't have a big one? Do we have to squeeze the whole family into a cramped house?"
Fang Qing frowned, "How much money do you still need?"
Lu Jiangting didn't know how much money he had, so he looked at Lu Cong.
Lu Cong said, "Jiang Ting earned 250 yuan a month last year, minus the average monthly expenses of 50 yuan..."
Before he could finish, Fang Qing interrupted him and asked, "Why does it cost fifty dollars a month?"
Lu Cong: “…”
This one left him confused.
"More than fifty? Usually, Chenchen buys stationery, books, clothes, and my medicine money, all from this money. I mean an average of fifty per month, and we also hired a nanny for a few months."
Fang Qing: “…”
"Humph, you're really funny. You don't feel bad about getting a haircut for 50 yuan, you don't feel bad about buying clothes for 50 yuan, but you feel bad enough about the family spending 50 yuan a month on living expenses. When you brought Chenchen here to live, it was just the two of you, how much money did you spend a month? Don't you have any idea?"
When the old accounts were brought up, Fang Qing had no way to refute them.
She does spend much more than the old couple.
Seeing that she didn't refute, Lu Cong continued, "The salary is only more than 2,000 yuan a year. There are some bonuses, but they were all sent to the hospital. I only have 3,000 yuan in my hand now. Jiang Ting, there is still a shortfall of 3,500 yuan. What do you think we should do?"
Lu Jiangting frowned and looked at Fang Qing without saying anything.
Seeing this, Lu Cong said, "Fang Qing should have 3,500 yuan in her hand, right? You made 5,000 yuan by selling that storefront. I usually spend my salary and Chenchen's subsidy, so the 5,000 yuan should have remained untouched."
What didn't Fang Qing move? She was blackmailed by Yang Guangzong last year.
Coincidentally, she had saved a little over the years, and with the money left after spending the five thousand yuan, she only had three thousand five hundred left.
If she gave it all away, she would be left with no money.
"You mean I have to pay for the house?" Fang Qing was very unwilling.
Lu Cong: "You mean you won't pay for the house?"
Fang Qing: “…”
"Fang Qing, you can't be so heartless. Jiang Ting has already solved most of the problem of such a big house. He only needs to pay for 18 square meters. He didn't ask you to pay for it all, but only for part of it. Our whole family can live in it.
How many years can my wife and I live? To put it bluntly, if you give me three years, can I survive this? Whose house will it be then? You are still unable to have children, and it is not clear whether you can be cured in the future. If you are still unable to have children, the house will be left to Chenchen. Can you bear the loss? "
Fang Qing listened and it seemed to make sense.
The old man continued, "Let's take a step back. Of the five thousand yuan, how much is yours? Don't you know? Humph, Jiang Ting just said that we are a family, so it doesn't matter who the money belongs to. Jiang Ting, see, you treat them as family, but they are on guard against you. They are clearly taking the money from you, but they are holding on to it."
Fang Qing looked conflicted, thinking that although the house was allocated to Lu Jiangting by the organization, they were husband and wife, and she paid for it, so she should have half of it.
Just give the money...
Lu Jiangting doesn’t have his own child yet. In the future, she and Chenchen will be a family, and Lu Jiangting will be an outsider. Without these two old men, can’t she defeat him?
Never mind. You won’t suffer any loss anyway, so just give it.
"Dad, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. I was just wondering when to get the money."
"When are we going? Jiang Ting, when do you need me?"
"Next Monday."
"Well, then take it out over the weekend, and Jiang Ting will pay for it on Monday. Let's book the house first."
Before Fang Qing could say anything, Lu Jiangting took over the conversation, "That's fine. The houses are in short supply. I'm the only one in our group who's in line. It's only because Minister Wang saw our family as pitiful that he gave us extra help. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know how long we'll have to wait."
He looked at the dilapidated house and said, "If for nothing else, even for Chenchen, we can't live here anymore."
Before Fang Qing could react, Wang Cuilan asked again, "What do you mean?"
Lu Jiangting said, "This place is about to be demolished. Anyone who has a little bit of financial resources at home would have moved out long ago. Those who can afford to live here..." He paused and didn't say it explicitly, but everyone in the room understood.
These old guys are so talkative. Opera singers should ask them to write lyrics.
They believe everything they hear. Give them some gossip and they can make up a big drama.
"A child will become who he or she is when he or she is young. The neighborhood we are moving to is full of children of leaders, and they all have great prospects."
It has to be said that Lu Jiangting still knows how to control Fang Qing.
They manipulated each other.
Apart from anything else, at least they both agreed on this matter, for Wang Chenchen's sake.
Especially Fang Qing, given her current physical condition, if she can't give birth in the future, she will only have Wang Chenchen as a son in this life. She is also counting on Wang Chenchen to provide for her in her old age when he becomes successful.
"That's right, Jiang Ting, after paying the money, when can I get the house?"
"At the end of next month, there is still more than a month left. Once we get the keys, we will start decorating and move in as a family."
"Okay, I'll go get the money this weekend. This house is shabby and unsafe, and I'm worried something might go wrong if I go get the money now."
"Okay."
…
The weekend came in a blink of an eye. When Lu Jiangting went with Fang Qing to withdraw the money, he found out that Fang Qing only had 3,500 left.
"Didn't you sell the store for 5,000? How come you only have 3,500 left?"
Fang Qing was full of grievances. "What are you talking about? Your parents control your salary and bonuses. Don't I have to spend money to buy groceries, rice and oil?"
Lu Jiangting looked up at her exaggerated curly hair and thought, you spent dozens of dollars just to get your hair done, and you still have the nerve to ask me for money for groceries?
If my father hadn't held this money, who knows how much would be left.
Buy a house? Buy shit.
"Don't you have a salary and Chenchen's child support? Over a hundred dollars a month, isn't that enough for you to spend?"
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