Qiu Rong's mouth was full of bitterness, and there was no light in her eyes.
Jiang's mother was even more furious and anxious, "I'm your biological mother, are you forcing me to die?"
Jiang Wenhua said sinisterly, "Mom, if you die for something like this, I won't bury you with my biological dad after you die."
In one sentence, Jiang's mother's lifeline was directly grasped. Although she had remarried, she had always dreamed of being buried with her first husband after her death. But her only son actually used such a thing to threaten her. He was simply an unfilial son and an ungrateful person.
"Aren't you afraid that your father will come looking for you in the middle of the night?" Jiang's mother was so angry that her face turned blue.
Jiang Wenhua: "Come on, come on. I'm his only son. I grew up with so much trouble, and he never did anything. How dare you blame me?"
Jiang's mother suddenly burst into tears, "How could you do this to me? You are so unfilial, so unfilial!"
Jiang Wenhua: "Mom, just yell like that! It's much louder than you used to be. You'd better let everyone know that I'm not only stingy and love money, but I'm also unfilial. Then the Jiang family's reputation will be ruined, and the only bloodline left by my father will be ruined. I wonder how you will explain to my father after you die."
Although Jiang Wenhua knew that he would not know anything after death, let alone explain anything, it was obvious that this trick was the most effective on his mother.
Just now, Old Xia’s earnest persuasion, threats and inducements had some effect, but it was difficult to overcome the education they had received since childhood. But it would be different if they had a soft spot.
Old Mrs. Xia, who was standing by, silently took out a notebook and wrote down this useful trick. Maybe she would use it in the future.
Thanks to her apprentice Qiao Yi, she also developed the good habit of carrying a notebook with her, and Old Lady Xia wrote very quickly.
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