Chapter 279 What are you doing here?
I realized that I had misunderstood.
Su Hongying's mind is different from his; he cares about money, while Su Hongying cares about him.
Zhang Haijun coughed lightly, his expression softening considerably, and he even spoke with more patience, saying, "It's not that I don't care about you, it's that I'm worried you won't be able to keep the money. You're easily swayed by that Fan Liangyu. If she asks you for money, you'll definitely give it to her, right?"
He's really good at making excuses for her!
Su Hongying stared at him and hummed in agreement.
Zhang Haijun breathed a sigh of relief and put his arm around her, saying, "Hongying, be good. I'll earn money to support you and our son. From now on, the three of us will live a good life together, okay?"
Su Hongying struggled and turned to look at him.
"Then about your brother asking Fan Liangyu for money... Come to think of it, they already have five thousand yuan, so why are they asking you for it?"
Zhang Haijun also paused.
He frowned at Su Hongying and said, "Yes, where did the second brother's five thousand go?"
“Brother Navy, you’re the one who’s been taken advantage of the most. You earned all five thousand yuan yourself, while your second and third brothers’ five thousand yuan came from your parents’ savings. Why can they take five thousand yuan from your parents while you don’t get a single penny?! Your parents don’t offer any explanation or give you any money. Do they just think you’re easy to bully?”
Su Hongying muttered, sowing discord, "If we didn't have a son, your parents could give this money to whomever they wanted without me saying a word. But we have a son, and raising a child costs money. Since the child was born, your mother has only held him a few times and hasn't spent a single penny on him. People who don't know better might think that you, Haijun, aren't liked by her either. Other families' eldest grandsons get everything they want, so why does our son have to stay in hotels with us..."
Zhang Haijun knew she was trying to sow discord, but he also harbored resentment towards his own mother, so he acquiesced to Su Hongying's words.
“...They’re all sons, why do they have a Navy Brother but you don’t? It’s not fair!” Su Hongying said.
Zhang Haijun knew it was unfair, but his parents pretended not to know anything about it and covered it up in front of him. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't confront his parents directly, which made him feel terrible.
And what exactly happened with the second son's five thousand yuan?
Why would he still be thinking about his own money when he already has it? And why is he asking for five thousand?
Did his parents instigate him to ask for it?!
Zhang Haijun felt increasingly uneasy. He stood up abruptly and said, "You eat first, I'll go downstairs to make a phone call."
Su Hongying nodded.
Zhang Haijun went downstairs and made a phone call home, but no one was home except for Zhang Laosan.
Zhang Laosan was called to answer the phone.
Zhang Haijun cut to the chase, asking him, "Do you know where your second brother spent that five thousand yuan?"
Zhang Laosan exclaimed "Ah!" and hesitated for a moment.
"You know, tell me quickly."
"...My second brother was shoved into a sack and had his money stolen just a few steps from home. He was beaten black and blue and even called the police, but..."
Zhang Laosan paused, sighed, and said, "...No one saw the person who put the sack on the person. If we can't catch them, Second Brother's money...will be lost forever."
"What?! All five thousand were stolen?!"
Zhang Haijun was furious. "No wonder he's asking me for money! His own money was stolen, and now he's asking me for it?! Do I owe him something?!"
Feeling guilty, Zhang Laosan dared not admit that he was the one who gave Zhang Laoer the idea.
He chuckled twice and asked Zhang Haijun, "Big brother, did your second brother come looking for you? Did you give him the money?"
Why should I give it to him?
Zhang Haijun sneered, "I got a share of that five thousand from him. I'm already being lenient by not asking him for it back..."
Zhang Laosan felt even more guilty.
That five thousand was all his parents' money; his older brothers also had a share. If they asked him for it back, he wouldn't be able to pay it back with several years' worth of salary.
Zhang Laosan said a few words to smooth things over, then made an excuse to hang up the phone.
Zhang Haijun stared angrily into the microphone, complaining to Zheng Xiulan and Old Man Zhang, "Why didn't you get the money back? That's five thousand! We just let him act like a jerk? When did he become the boss in this family?!"
When you're controlling him, you can't leave him a single penny, but when it comes to the second and third brothers, you just give them five thousand without hesitation?!
He refused to believe that the elderly couple couldn't get their money back!
It's discrimination!
He's clearly the boss; he's the one who's responsible for taking care of them in their old age and seeing them off in their final days!
Zhang Haijun grew angrier the more he thought about it. Remembering how hastily he left, the five thousand yuan was still under his pillow. His heart skipped a beat. He hung up the phone, paid the phone bill, and went upstairs.
Turning my head, I saw Zhang Lao Er carrying a bottle of wine and a net bag with three lunch boxes inside.
He frowned and glared at him. "What are you doing here?"
"Brother, I've come to have a drink with you."
Zhang Lao Er grinned and stepped forward, lifting the net bag to show Zhang Haijun, "Fan Liangyu bought this; it's all snacks to go with drinks, including your favorite pig ears, spicy pig trotters, and ham..."
Zhang Haijun said coldly, "I'm not going to eat your food. Go back to where you came from. I don't want this meal."
"No way, brother, if you don't want to lend me the money, then don't. We brothers haven't had a drink and a meal together in a long time. What's wrong with having a couple of drinks?" Zhang Lao Er shamelessly followed behind Zhang Haijun, carrying the wine and food.
Once upstairs, Su Hongying was waiting for him at the door. When she saw Zhang Lao Er, she paused for a moment and said, "His second uncle."
“Sister-in-law, oh my, this little guy changes every day. Look at his eyes and nose, they look just like yours. He’ll definitely be a handsome man in the future.” Zhang Lao Er stuck to Zhang Haijun like a leech.
Zhang Haijun glared at him irritably, "Get out of here! What are you doing following me? I don't want to eat your food or lend you money..."
"Brother, if you won't lend it, then don't. Why won't you even let me in the door when I just want to have a drink with you?"
Zhang Lao Er pushed Zhang Haijun into the house, saying, "Come on, come on, let's drink until we drop!"
Su Hongying exclaimed "Oh!" and glanced nervously at the pillow. Zhang Lao Er also looked over. Zhang Haijun's expression wasn't good. Su Hongying smiled and said, "Then you two chat. I'll take the baby downstairs for some fresh air."
She went downstairs to the kitchen, ordered two hot dishes, and after they were cooked, she put them in a lunchbox and took them back to the room to add to their meal before taking the children downstairs again.
When she returned, Zhang Haijun was already drunk.
Zhang Lao Er helped him onto the bed. Zhang Haijun mumbled something, but he subconsciously reached for his wallet under the pillow. When he tried to hug the wallet to his chest, Zhang Lao Er snatched it from his hand and stuffed a pillow into his arms.
Zhang Haijun struggled to let go and went to find his wallet. Zhang Lao Er stuffed it into his clothes and said loudly, "Brother, you've had too much to drink. I'll go call your wife to come up and take care of you. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
He hurriedly walked outside, while Su Hongying, holding the child, pretended to have just come up from downstairs.
"Second Uncle, are you leaving? Aren't you going to drink anymore?"
Zhang Lao Er sighed and said haphazardly, "Big Brother drank too much. He can't hold his liquor at all and is too likely to cause trouble. Sister-in-law, you have to persuade him to drink less in the future. If he can't drink, he shouldn't drink so much. He acts like he's seeing a relative when he sees alcohol..."
Su Hongying watched him dart downstairs as if fleeing, and then walk to the window by the corridor and look down.
On a night in April or May, it was completely dark. Only a pole, about three meters high, stood at the hotel entrance, radiating a bright circle outwards. Zhang Lao Er walked out of the hotel, got on his bicycle, and hurriedly rode back the way he came. He hadn't ridden twenty meters, just disappearing into the darkness, when he was hit by an oncoming bicycle...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
