Chapter 443: Various Thoughts
Han Shuyao knew what her mother was thinking as soon as she saw her expression. "Mom, it's good enough that my aunt is willing to lend me the money. How can you be greedy?"
Liu Dan blushed at what his daughter said and defended herself, "Yaoyao, how am I greedy? I did it all for you. If you don't buy that house, do we need to borrow money from your aunt?"
When it comes to the house, Han Shuyao feels a little guilty, but she doesn't think there is anything wrong with buying a house. Even if she is given another chance, she will still use the money to buy a house for herself. Otherwise, the money will be spent on her brother sooner or later.
Han Shixin saw his wife and daughter quarreling again, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's good enough that my aunt is willing to lend money to Yaoyao for her studies. There's no need to say anything else. Yaoyao, don't you still have to go to school? Go now!"
"Hey, I'm going to talk to my teacher about being able to go abroad." Han Shuyao walked away happily with her bag on her back.
Seeing her daughter leave, Liu Dan felt something was wrong, so she whispered to her husband, "Shixin, do you really think that this money was lent to us by our aunt?"
Han Shixin was stunned. "What do you mean? If not my aunt, then who is it?"
"Mom and Dad, they must have money of their own. Do you think this money could be theirs, and they lent it to us in the name of my aunt?" The more Liu Dan spoke, the more he felt it made sense.
"Hmph, okay, even if that's the case, what do you want? You're not going to pay back the money?" Han Shixin glanced at his wife.
Liu Dan rolled her eyes at her husband and replied, "Did I say that? I just asked if it's possible."
"Why do you care so much? Even if it's my parents' money, I still have to pay it back. As I said, we have three sons in our family, and my parents treat them equally. Don't worry about it." A trace of doubt flashed through Han Shixin's mind, but he soon stopped thinking about it.
"Hmph, I'll just say it."
Soon, Han Shirong and Huang Tingting's family also knew that Han Shuyao was going to study abroad.
Huang Tingting was also full of confusion, "Shih Hsin, didn't my sister-in-law's family say they had no money? How can they still support Yaoyao to study abroad?"
"Mom, Yaoyao told me that it was my aunt-in-law who lent her the money, and she has to pay it back when she gets a job." Han Shurui said with a smile.
"Aunt?" Huang Tingting glanced at her husband, "Shirong, do you believe this?"
Han Shirong waved his hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, why do you care so much?"
Huang Tingting was unhappy to hear this, "Why would I care so much? Han Shirong, I now suspect that the money for Yaoyao to study abroad was given by her parents."
"Impossible." Han Shirong rejected it outright. "Where did my parents get the money? They are supported by my aunt and her family."
"How is it impossible? Think about it, a few years ago, my parents sold their house in their hometown and gave half to the third child. The remaining half must have been worth at least 200,000 yuan after all these years, right? Given my parents' personalities, they would never let Yaoyao borrow money from her aunt to study if they have money themselves."
Huang Tingting knows her parents-in-law very well. There is nothing they can do if they don’t have money, but if they have money, the money for Yaoyao’s studies must have been paid by her parents-in-law.
"Then what do you want to do? Go and make trouble for your parents?" Han Shirong asked with a frown in annoyance.
Huang Tingting pushed her husband hard after hearing this. "You look like a dead man. Who are you showing off to? Did I say I was going to make a scene? I just think my parents are funny. They are doing these little tricks just to guard against us."
At this time, Han Shurui looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, let me ask you something. If grandpa and grandma openly said that they would give money to Yaoyao to study abroad, would you be happy?"
"Then, then I," Huang Tingting glanced at the father and son, with an embarrassed look on her face, "Then I definitely can't be happy. Why should I give it all to Yaoyao? Shurui is also my parents' grandson."
Han Shurui spread his hands and said with a look of understanding: "Look, isn't that it? Mom, there's actually no need. No matter who gave Yaoyao the money, we have to pay it back anyway. Besides, we have our own money, so there's no need to worry about grandpa and grandma's money."
"Hmph, you are so generous, do you think I don't know? Every Chinese New Year you give your grandparents a big red envelope, 3,000 each. You are really rich. Shujun is more cunning than you. You can't see how much his red envelope is. It's so thin. 500 is probably the most. When he has a child, your grandparents will have to give it out. He is making a profit." Huang Tingting felt that her son was not as smart as her. He only knew how to give money out. You think the old couple are so old, how much money can they spend? Wouldn't it benefit the other two families? How silly and cute.
"Mom, who told you? My dad?" Han Shurui looked at his mother guiltily, then shifted his gaze to his father's face.
Han Shirong waved his hands quickly, "I don't have any, I haven't seen your red envelope."
"Then how did mom know..." Han Shurui looked confused, he had hidden it very well.
"Hmph," Huang Tingting glanced at her son, "you didn't put it away properly. One time, when I was cleaning your room, I found two red envelopes under your pillow. They said 'red envelopes for grandpa and grandma'. I couldn't help but count them. Two thousand each, plus the red envelope you gave your grandparents openly, that's three thousand per person?" Six thousand went out in one go, so she said that her son was very stupid, like a boy who gave away money.
"Wow, son, you are more generous than your father. I only gave your grandparents two thousand yuan." Han Shirong looked at Han Shurui in surprise. He didn't expect that the most generous person in their family was here.
Han Shirui touched his head a little embarrassedly and explained, "Oh, Mom and Dad, how old are grandpa and grandma? How many more years can they give red envelopes? What's there to worry about? I've told grandpa and grandma that if I make more money, I'll give more red envelopes every year. Grandma said that she blesses me to make more money every day, and she even goes to the temple to burn incense to the God of Wealth, just to bless me."
"Hey, I was wondering how Shurui has been doing like a rocket in the past two years, making money in everything he does. It turns out it's all thanks to your grandma." Han Shirong said excitedly as he looked at his son.
"Hmph, only you two fools believe this," Huang Tingting looked at the father and son with disdain.
Han Shirong glanced at his wife and asked, "Since you don't believe it, why are you the most active in inviting the God of Wealth every year?"
"Puchi," Han Shurui couldn't help laughing.
Huang Tingting was also embarrassed by the father and son, "If you believe it, it's there. If you don't believe it, it's not there. Then why don't you say that I blessed Shu Rui? I also went to the temple to pray to the God of Wealth."
"Hey, Shurui, did you hear that? Your mother is jealous." Han Shirong glanced at his son and signaled him to comfort her quickly.
"I'm jealous? What am I jealous of? You are..."
Huang Tingting was hugged by her son before she finished her words. "Mom, I think my success is inseparable from your help. You have contributed to my making so much money. This year, your red envelope will definitely be bigger than Dad's, so don't worry."
"Oh, you're older than me. I originally gave your mother 10,000 yuan and I 8,000 yuan every year. Now you're still older, how much are you going to give? 20,000 yuan? No, I'm going to raise the price too." Han Shirong pretended to be jealous and looked at the mother and son.
"Haha, Dad, you guessed it right, I'm going to give Mom 20,000 yuan, haha!"
After hearing what her son said, Huang Tingting rolled her eyes at her husband and smiled smugly, "Haha, my son treats me better than you do, just give up!"
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