Chapter 116 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (2)
"It seems the real problem lies with that scumbag father."
Changqing couldn't help but sigh.
Privately agreeing to lend his aunt's house and issuing an IOU was just one of the scumbag father's antics; there's more to come.
Song Jianguo is old and has poor self-care ability. A temple is not a nursing home where no one will take care of him. Who can he think of? Of course, it's the original owner's good son.
Even if Song Jianguo is irresponsible, the original owner of the body still has a legal obligation to fulfill filial duties. That's infuriating!
"Poverty is not the father's fault."
This is a principle that many people follow, meaning that your parents have already shown you the greatest kindness by giving you life, and you can't blame your father for not working hard if your family is poor.
Moreover, the original owner wasn't exactly poor, so naturally, there was no way to avoid it.
How can I hide?
They came to our door and wouldn't leave from the entrance of the furniture store.
Should we call the police?
They will only tell you that supporting your father in his old age is your obligation.
There's no other way.
The original owner initially thought that just having enough to eat was enough, but Song Jianguo was not such a simple person. He was a Buddhist and not only set up a Buddhist shrine at home, but also invited various cultivators to his home to preach.
This caused the original owner immense suffering.
Moreover, although Song Jianguo is a Buddhist, he has a traditional side and believes that it is unfilial for the original owner not to get married, so he frantically introduces potential partners to the original owner.
Of course, he didn't have any money; all he had was the mindset of a patriarch.
The original owner was so driven to the point that he didn't even want to stay at home anymore. He hid at the company and wouldn't go home. As a result, Song Jianguo went to the community, asked for mediators, and even posted videos online accusing him of being unfilial...
They completely ruined the original owner's perfectly good business.
Changqing read through the later plot and found that Song Jianguo's mischief didn't stop there. Basically, the original owner spent most of her life being tormented by this scumbag father. Not to mention, later on, the scumbag father even got seriously ill and had to be taken care of by someone every step of the way while he was lying in bed.
"This life has been utterly devoid of quality."
Changqing couldn't help but sigh.
When Song Jianguo died, the original owner of the body was over fifty years old, and by then, his cousin's child was already in college.
Compared to the original owner's poverty, his cousin's family was doing quite well. He stopped driving and started a liquor business, earning a lot of money.
Yes, he also found the original owner and returned the house.
“We’re all relatives. If your father hadn’t owed us money, we wouldn’t be living in your house. Now, we’re even, and we won’t owe each other anything anymore.”
This is what his cousin said to him.
The original owner of this body died in despair, not long after.
Only after he died did he realize that the IOU was fake.
Changqing took a deep breath.
He stood up.
He understood the original owner's distress.
In this culture, filial piety can crush everything. Song Jianguo is like a whirlpool, a quagmire. He is trapped in it, unable to save himself, and lives a life of entanglement, conflict, and pain.
Of course, his aunt's family also played a part in his misfortune.
in short.
They didn't enjoy any blessings, but they suffered a lot of sins.
No wonder they were so resentful.
"Host, why don't we just run away? We've sold everything, and Song Jianguo definitely won't be able to find you."
The system also feels helpless about this kind of thing. It's a society governed by the rule of law, and according to the law, it really can't do anything about it.
Even if he's causing trouble, that's your family's business, so you should be more understanding.
Running away is the easiest thing to do.
However, Changqing shook his head and rejected the suggestion.
"Running away is not a solution."
He has some assets; it would be a huge loss for him to run away.
As for that scumbag father, he didn't have the same psychological burden as the original owner; he simply refused to acknowledge him, since they hadn't seen each other for many years anyway.
Of course, the other side will definitely pull off some crazy moves.
But it doesn't matter.
He has plenty of tricks up his sleeve; let's have a little contest and see who's better.
After thinking for a moment, Changqing made a phone call.
"Haozi, let's have barbecue together tonight."
Haozi's real name is Zhou Hao. He is the original owner's good friend and also a partner in the furniture mall. In the story, the original owner's father lay down and made a scene at the entrance of the furniture mall, which had a significant impact on the business. In the end, the original owner withdrew his shares and sold his share to Zhou Hao.
Having a stable business and a stable job is its weakness, and Changqing plans to deal with it directly.
...
"Brother, you've had too much to drink. Our business was doing just fine, why are you selling it?"
Zhou Hao looked at Chang Qing with a questioning expression. There was barbecue and beer on the table, and the two of them had already drunk quite a bit, with empty bottles scattered around.
Something happened at home.
Changqing downed the beer in his glass in one gulp, his words concise and to the point.
"Dude, aren't you an orphan? What could possibly be wrong with your family? Hey, don't get fooled by a woman!"
"What's wrong? Tell me. If you're short of money, I'll lend it to you."
Zhou Hao and the original owner were practically brothers who grew up together. When he heard Chang Qing's words, he thought that Chang Qing had fallen victim to a pig butchering scam and urgently needed money to solve the problem.
He certainly didn't understand; his business was doing very well, and he was making a lot of money every year.
"Ahem, just tell me if you're going to buy it or not. If you're not, I'll sell it to someone else."
Changqing rolled his eyes.
"Are you really going to sell?" Zhou Hao's expression became serious.
"Of course it's true." Changqing took another sip of wine and recounted how his aunt had asked him to borrow the house. Then, under Zhou Hao's shocked gaze, he smiled and said, "This matter is more complicated than you think. You'll find out later. I'm planning to fight them for a long time. I don't want it to affect my business. Anyway, I've made enough money."
Zhou Hao fell silent.
The two had a barbecue until midnight, and by the time they left, the deal was already finalized.
...
The next day, Changqing was awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.
I woke up groggily and opened the door, only to see my aunt standing outside with my cousin and his girlfriend.
"We're all family, come on in."
Before Changqing could even speak, his aunt had already started inviting people into the house, acting very much like a hostess.
"Xiaoqin, isn't this neighborhood quite nice?"
My cousin turned his head to talk to the girl next to him, ignoring Changqing.
The girl nodded and followed them into the house.
Changqing was observing silently.
My cousin is in his thirties, about 1.7 meters tall, and has become a bit overweight. His girlfriend, on the other hand, is wearing a white dress, a ponytail, and glasses; she is quite pretty.
"The renovation is a bit simple. Take a look and tell Changqing if there's anything you want to change."
Once inside, my aunt gave me very blunt instructions.
Changqing sat down on the sofa and watched the three of them walk from room to room, discussing things from time to time.
After twenty minutes, the group looked through the document and then sat down opposite Changqing.
"Overall it's not bad, just a bit too simple. Let's turn the second bedroom into a children's room, it will be more convenient when we have kids in the future."
"By the way, such a big house doesn't have central air conditioning?"
"The colors are too plain. It's okay for one person, but Xiaoqin likes a creamy style."
My cousin began to express his opinions one by one.
Changqing just sat there watching.
"Hey, you should write this down, your cousin is talking to you." Aunt frowned when she saw Changqing's expression.
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