Chapter 289 Fighting Without Hesitation
"Where's my bankbook? It was under my pillow last night when I went to sleep. Did you take it?"
"Why would I need your bankbook? I haven't spent any money lately..."
Old Zhang frowned, paused halfway through his sentence, and stared at Zheng Xiulan with wide eyes, "Second son! He came into our room while I went to the toilet. When I came back, he was just leaving, saying he was going to transfer the property today and wanted to tell you, but you weren't awake yet..."
"ah!"
Zheng Xiulan screamed, scrambled to her feet, put on her clothes, and ran outside.
Zhang Haijun was waiting in the living room. When he saw her, he carried the child over and, ignoring her unpleasant expression, shoved the child into her arms. He then picked up his bag from the coffee table and walked out.
"Wow..."
Zheng Xiulan took the wailing child, feeling utterly overwhelmed.
"navy!"
Zheng Xiulan realized what was happening and called out to Zhang Haijun, "The second son's yard is being transferred today, I have to go and keep an eye on it to prevent Fan Liangyu from playing any tricks. The child... I can't take care of him today."
That's your problem.
Zhang Haijun had already grasped the doorknob, and glanced at her briefly. "You're responsible for raising the child you want. He'll sleep with you every night from now on. Don't send him to my room anymore."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
Zheng Xiulan, "...Hey, Navy, oh dear..."
Zhang Haijun didn't even turn his head.
Old Zhang scolded her, "Serves you right! You were living a perfectly good life, but you had to interfere with your eldest son and his wife's happy life, forcing the young couple to divorce. Now the child has no one to take care of him, so you, as his grandmother, have to take care of him..."
"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
Zheng Xiulan glared at him and argued, "You, Su Hongying, are clearly only living with the eldest son to get revenge on our family. If the eldest son stays with her any longer, our son won't even know if he'll be surnamed Zhang or Su. We'll still have to rely on the eldest son to support us in our old age. If he takes the surname Su after living with Su Hongying, will he still take care of us? You may be stupid, but I'm not!"
Old Zhang rolled his eyes.
He said, "You're not stupid, so you should take good care of your grandson! There was no breakfast this morning, so I ate breakfast outside and went straight to the factory."
After saying that, Old Zhang opened the door and left.
Zheng Xiulan looked around the empty living room, wondering if Zhang Laosan was still home.
They knocked on the door and found it ajar; Zhang Laosan had already left.
She had no choice but to take her crying baby to her second son.
In front of the housing management bureau, Zhang Lao Er and Fan Liang Yu were still waiting for their landlord.
Zheng Xiulan got out of the car, stormed over, and slapped Zhang Lao Er on the arm. "You brat, did you take my bankbook? Where's the bankbook?!"
"Ah, who is it... Ah, Mom, what brings you here?"
Zhang Lao Er was about to get angry after being beaten, but when he turned around and saw Zheng Xiulan, he became deflated.
"I asked you where your bankbook is?!"
Zhang Lao Er didn't deny it and took out his savings book from his pocket and handed it to her.
Upon seeing the passbook, Zheng Xiulan snatched it away. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she opened the passbook and found that the remaining thousand or so dollars had all been withdrawn!
The People's Bank wasn't officially open for business at that time!
How did he get it?!
Zheng Xiulan was furious. "Second brother, where's my money? Where's my money?!"
Zhang Lao Er looked up and glanced at Fan Liangyu.
Zheng Xiulan immediately launched into a tirade, "Fan Liangyu, I knew you were up to no good! You made the second brother steal his older brother's money, leaving him burdened with debt, having to pay half his salary and rent back to his older brother! You've caused a rift between the brothers, and you still won't give up! Now you're instigating the second brother to steal my money, you sly fox, you troublemaker, you sly devil, you..."
"Smack!"
"ah!"
Fan Liangyu raised his hand and slapped Zheng Xiulan across the face. Zheng Xiulan's scream and the sound of the slap rang out almost simultaneously.
She stared at Fan Liangyu in disbelief.
"You dare hit me? You little whore, you..."
"Smack!"
Fan Liangyu didn't tolerate her. He raised his hand and slapped her again, sneering, "Zheng Xiulan, get this straight! Your son stealing your money has absolutely nothing to do with me! If you keep framing me like this, I'll call the police right now and let them teach you how to talk! Or I'll go to your workplace and let everyone there know how you usually talk to your daughter-in-law!"
"Fan Liangyu!"
Zhang Lao Er was utterly shocked. "That's my mother! She just speaks rudely, how could you hit her?!"
Fan Liangyu looked at him and sneered.
He spat and said, "You know that's your mother. Even if she were my mother, if she dares to frame and insult me again, I'll still beat her! I'm not like Su Hongying, a piece of dough that you Zhang family members can mold and knead at will!"
"Second brother, listen to this, listen to this..."
Zheng Xiulan yelled, and Zhang Lao Er, with a headache, couldn't persuade Fan Liangyu, so he called out to his mother, "Why did you have to provoke her? I'm afraid of her, you know..."
"Coward!"
Zheng Xiulan angrily slapped her son and scolded, "If you didn't steal my money, how could I... Where is my money? Where did you take my money?"
"...The money was used to buy the yard."
Zhang Lao Er pushed Zheng Xiulan aside impatiently, "Fan Liangyu insists on adding her name, but I think you definitely won't agree. I've already contributed three-quarters, so it's not a big deal to pay the extra thousand. I'll just take the money from your savings account and give it to her. That way, the courtyard will be mine alone."
Zheng Xiulan was dumbfounded.
That was all the savings she had left!
That spendthrift son!
She never imagined that her second son's order would be so big, and that he would even dare to steal her bankbook!
Enraged, Zheng Xiulan slapped Zhang Lao Er several times. Zhang Lao Er cried out in pain, "Mom, when I rent out the house, I'll give half to my eldest brother, and we'll split the other half equally. Half for you, half for me, and I'll slowly take care of you, okay?"
Zheng Xiulan was panting heavily. Hearing him say that, she felt a little comforted, thinking that her son was still filial.
"Okay, sure..."
"Zhang Lao Er, do you think I'm dead?"
Fan Liangyu, standing to the side, was displeased to see the mother and son reach an agreement. "You give her the money, but what about me? Are we supposed to starve ourselves? We're getting older, and we'll soon be trying to conceive and raise children. You're going to give half of your salary to your older brother, and what will be left to support your wife and children?"
"this……"
Zhang Lao Er chuckled and leaned closer, saying, "Isn't there your salary too? You make about a hundred yuan a month, and with my few dozen yuan, it adds up to more than two hundred. That should be enough for our family's expenses, right?"
"Ha ha……"
Fan Liangyu sneered twice, mocking, "So you were waiting for me here? No wonder you paid back the money so readily! The yard is yours, but you spent my money. I'm supporting you! Do you think I'm stupid? Even farmers know the saying 'a woman marries for food and clothing.' You, an educated person, need me to teach you that?!"
“…I didn’t say I couldn’t afford it. Is half my salary too little? I only have a quarter left to pay the rent. How did you end up supporting me…” Zhang Lao Er didn’t like what Fan Liangyu was saying.
Fan Liangyu looked at him coldly, "I'm telling you this now, if you dare to give her the money, we're breaking up!"
"You want a divorce again, don't you?" Zhang Lao Er glared angrily.
Zheng Xiulan's eyes lit up, sensing an opportunity. She patted Zhang Lao Er and said, "Lao Er, did you hear that? She's scheming to get your money. What use is a wife like that to you? If she wants to break up, break up with her and get a divorce!"
“Fine, let’s get a divorce!” Fan Liangyu said.
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