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In the Huang family courtyard, Huang Guohua was seen complaining to Li Yuxiang:
"Are you dead? I've had enough of spending my whole life with you. You don't even care if I live or die, leaving me stuck in that godforsaken place for days, even making me write self-criticisms. You get the hell out of here and go back to your parents' house! This is my house, and I'm getting a divorce!"
Huang Guohua angrily pushed Li Yuxiang out, just as Huang Minghao came downstairs:
"Try kicking my mom out. She's half of this family. If you want a divorce, then cut ties with us. From now on, she'll have nothing to do with me when she's alive, old, sick, or dead."
Don't let your current ability to walk and move around fool you; you can't speak recklessly. My grandfather had four children, and while you and your uncle didn't care for him, my aunt did. But you only have me. Have you thought it through? If you want to sever ties, I'll take you to the notary office tomorrow to complete the formalities.
Huang Guohua was so angry that he snorted and glared.
"You little brat, you dare threaten me, and even dare to stand up to me? Trying to scare your old man, huh? You think I'm easily frightened?"
Huang Minghao didn't say much. He went straight to the woodshed in the backyard, grabbed an axe, and chopped it down on the table in front of Huang Guohua.
"We are father and son, and you are the father. Set an example first and show the spirit you have at the mahjong table. Do you dare to break one of your own fingers?"
If you do that, I'll willingly cut off two of my own fingers. Come on, show your might! Come on!
Upon seeing the axe stuck upright on the table, Li Yuxiang screamed in alarm and rushed over to hug her son.
"Son, don't do anything reckless! How could you ruin your hand?"
Huang Minghao remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on Huang Guohua, and he let out a cold laugh:
"Come on, are you scared? Don't be so easily frightened! Do you want me to go first? Let's make it clear, I'll cut one off myself first, then you get two. Want to switch?"
After saying that, he reached for the axe. Huang Guohua was so frightened that his eyes widened and sweat poured down his face.
"Huang Minghao, what are you doing? Do you think this will solve the problem?" Jiang Shuya stood at the door after returning.
"Do you think he can change by self-harm? You are so naive. Some people are willing to be scorned their whole lives and become lonely ghosts after death, with no one to worship them."
Even if someone thinks of that despicable person, they will use them as a negative example and be scorned by others.
When Tangtang grows up, she will judge the character of her father, her grandfather, and her great-grandfather, and she will understand the importance of family traditions and make her own judgments.
She will know who has brought her shame. If you harm yourself today and pressure your father, will you still be a father she can respect in the future?
Tangtang is so young, and you're exposing her to such bloodshed? Don't you think you're being cruel? Do you want her to treat you like that when she grows up?
Upon hearing this, Huang Minghao's axe was snatched away by Li Yuxiang. Seeing this, the old man took the opportunity to angrily enter the room, where a loud crash was heard.
One month later.
Jiang Shuhuai showed Jiang Shuya a whole month's worth of online data:
"Sister, we've lost over 60,000 yuan online in a month! All of last month's earnings are gone. We're constantly losing money. Do we have to keep losing like this? We can't keep going like this."
Jiang Shuya glanced at the data and found that the total number of orders placed in a month was only a little over 16,000, which made her somewhat dissatisfied.
"It's okay. If we keep losing money, contact the platform and do another two weeks of promotion. Once they approve it, we'll transfer the money."
Jiang Shuhuai looked troubled:
"We only have less than ten thousand left in our account. Are you sure you want to keep losing money?"
A month ago, Jiang Shuya would have felt uneasy, since an online restaurant operating at a loss was not a sustainable solution. However, since attending more than a dozen e-commerce training courses at the Sanshan Building every week, she suddenly understood that in running an online store, traffic data is more important than anything else, and one cannot be too hasty.
"It's okay. Even if we have another month of negative profit, I'll get all our losses back from the platform."
Seeing that she was calm, Jiang Shuhuai didn't ask any more questions and just rummaged through the drawers and cabinets in the room looking for something.
"Sister, did you take the two thousand yuan you gave me?"
Jiang Shuya wondered:
"No, I didn't see it. Think again, where did you put it?"
Jiang Shuhuai searched again but still couldn't find it, and kept muttering to himself;
"I just put it in the drawer, I don't put it anywhere else. I always lock the door when I go out."
Because there was a computer in the house, Jiang Shuhuai changed the lock immediately after moving in. Only Jiang Shuya had the spare key; no one else did.
"Keep looking. I'll go check with Zhang Xiaohui; I need to deliver food soon."
Jiang Shuya quickly left the house, not taking Jiang Shuhuai's lost money to heart, only thinking that Shuhuai had accidentally left it somewhere.
As Jiang Shuya passed the entrance to the bridge, she was stopped by the shop owner. She turned around:
"Mrs. Tan, is there something you need?"
Wu Lan smiled obsequiously:
"Haohao's wife, it's like this, is there a girl living in your house? She's your cousin, right?"
A few days ago she bought some snacks and household items from me without paying, saying she'd pay me back in a couple of days. Look, a week has passed, she probably forgot. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to blame her, she really probably just forgot.
Jiang Shuya looked up, not caring about it, and asked directly:
How much money does she owe you?
Wu Lan gave an awkward smile;
"163, give me a round number, let's say 160."
Jiang Shuya quickly gave her two hundred yuan, then couldn't help but blame herself: "It was my carelessness. She's staying at my house, and I didn't buy her any necessities. It's my fault; I've been too busy lately."
Wu Lan took the money, waved her hand, and gave Jiang Shuya forty yuan in change.
That evening, Jiang Shuya, who was upstairs tidying up her clothes, saw Huang Minghao's half-dry clothes and couldn't help but sneer:
So they can all do these things! They washed the clothes and brushed the shoes quite well. It seems we can't spoil these stinky men.
At this moment, Li Xiaoru appeared behind Jiang Shuya:
"Cousin, my cousin said you were looking for me."
Jiang Shuya glanced back at her and noticed that Li Xiaoru was wearing her own clothes. She frowned slightly and stared at her for a long time.
It was that pink tassel suit that Lin Moxiao bought for her. After she came back, the suit was put in the closet and she never wore it again. She tried hard to recall, but it seemed that she hadn't given it to Li Xiaoru!
Seeing that she was staring intently at her clothes, Li Xiaoru felt a little ashamed and subconsciously pursed her lips:
"Cousin, I'm off today. Wang Ziliang invited me to go hiking. Yesterday I saw you weren't home, so I wanted to borrow an outfit from you, but you weren't there either. I just found this one in your closet. You won't mind, will you? Ziliang said I look good in this outfit, what do you think?"
After saying that, she turned around in front of Jiang Shuya.
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