Cheng Nei filed a lawsuit on the grounds that he had paid a head fee.
My cousin then produced various receipts and invoices, indicating that he hadn't spent a single penny on the purchase, renovation, or repair of the house.
My cousin is the head of the household and has the right to handle the matter independently, so she rejected Cheng's application.
Cheng lost the case, but was not satisfied.
Because of this incident, my cousin moved and changed jobs. She couldn't find anyone in Chengdu, so she went to ask relatives.
But his father told him not to tell anyone else.
Having no other option, Cheng Nei sought out Su Lenghe, hoping to find out her cousin's address.
If we go to my cousin's house and make a scene, we can get the demolition compensation back.
Su Lenghe's voice was cold: "I can give you your cousin's address."
Cheng's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"There is one condition."
Cheng Nei hurriedly replied, "Don't even mention one, I'll agree to ten conditions."
Su Lenghe gave a mocking sneer: "You and your cousin should settle the money properly."
Cheng Nei's face stiffened: "This happened so long ago, there's no need to be so clear about it, is there?"
What a double standard! They only calculate the benefits and not the expenses.
An abacus bead hit my face.
My cousin is so unlucky; she tried to help but ended up being sued.
That's not how you say it; even close brothers keep clear accounts.
With such a large compensation payment, the money spent beforehand shouldn't have been much, right?
Cheng Nei looked at the comments and frowned, deep in thought.
My cousin did help a lot back then, but all things considered, it probably wasn't as much as the demolition compensation.
"Host, I grant your request."
"Okay, it just so happens that your cousin is watching my live stream too. I'll connect the call now, and you two can confront each other face to face."
Cheng Nei's cousin, Zhang Yan, happened to be watching the live stream. When she heard Su Lenghe ask Cheng Nei to do the accounting, she immediately sent him a private message.
"Host, I'm Cheng Nei's cousin, I can do the accounting."
The connection is established.
Zhang Yan is more than ten years older than Cheng Nei; she is exactly forty this year.
She said gently, "Since you're so sure you've calculated it all, then today..."
Cheng Nei excitedly said, "Okay, you have to give me the rest of the money."
Seeing that Cheng Nei only wanted money, Zhang Yan looked disappointed: "Fine."
Zhang Yan got up, went into the storage room, and pulled out a dusty, yellowed ledger.
"I have a habit of keeping track of my expenses, and I record all the money I spend."
She opened the ledger and searched for it, then wrote it down on a piece of paper next to her.
"The school selection fee is 30,000 yuan."
"Impossible! Back then, it was said that anyone with a household registration could attend school. You're lying."
"With your grades, you can only go to the ordinary middle school next door. This money is for getting into the key middle school."
As she spoke, Zhang Yan pulled out a receipt. The handwriting was almost blurry, but it was still possible to make out that the details listed were the school fees in Chengdu.
"It's only 30,000," Cheng Nei waved his hand dismissively, "Let's continue."
"Accommodation fee 20,000...food expenses..."
As the expenses on the paper accumulated, Cheng Nei's expression grew increasingly grim.
Zhang Yan: "I spent a total of 520,000 yuan on you. After deducting the demolition compensation, you still owe me 20,000 yuan."
"impossible!"
Cheng Nei: "So, according to you, my family didn't give me a single penny when I was studying?"
Zhang Yan: "Call and ask yourself if it's true or not."
Cheng Nei dialed the phone with a look of disbelief: "Dad, all the money I had for school came from my cousin?"
The person on the other end of the phone sighed softly and said slowly, "You know everything. I was in a car accident that year, and your mother was also sick."
“At the time, everyone wanted to stop you from studying and have you work instead, but your cousin insisted that you should continue your studies.”
“Your cousin was afraid you would feel burdened, so she told us not to tell anyone. Now that you know, you should repay her properly.”
Cheng Nei loosened his grip, and the backup phone fell to the ground with a thud.
It turns out that his cousin had always been his benefactor, and he mistakenly thought that she wanted to pocket his commission.
Su Lenghe's voice was cold: "Do you still need your cousin's address now?"
Cheng Nei lowered his head, looking embarrassed: "No, I don't want it. How could I possibly accept it? I'll pay back the 20,000 yuan."
He is now filled with regret. He had hoped to make some money, but instead he lost 20,000 yuan.
I should have never gone to see this cousin.
Now that things have escalated, my plans are simply impossible to implement.
As he spoke, he hurriedly disconnected the connection.
[Another story of a farmer and a snake]
My cousin is such a kind person, this is so disheartening.
[It's like we helped them for nothing, and instead of being grateful, they turned around and bit us.]
Why did my cousin help her? Being a "saint" is not advisable.
Zhang Yan explained, "It's not that I'm a saint. When I was a child, I fell into the river, and his father, who is my cousin, jumped into the river in the dead of winter and pulled me out."
"Later, my parents passed away, and I couldn't afford to continue my studies. I was about to drop out of school and go to work in a factory when my uncle said that I had good grades and couldn't give up."
“He supported me throughout high school. It was all thanks to my uncle that I was able to get into Kyoto University.”
“His family suffered a misfortune back then, and I was able to repay that kindness.”
A family full of love and loyalty
Good bamboo produces bad shoots!
Your cousin hasn't learned a single good thing about you.
"Thank you, streamer. Otherwise, given his personality, who knows what kind of trouble he would have caused."
After disconnecting the first connection, Su Lenghe connected to the second connection.
Once the connection was established, a man holding a baby excitedly shouted behind him, "Wife, we got the connection!"
The woman walked over slowly and nodded politely: "Hello, anchor."
The man was very excited: "I never thought I would get the connection, but I haven't decided what to say yet."
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