Chapter 277 Good, good, good
"...He took leave and didn't come to work today."
Fan Liangyu frowned, wondering if Zhang Lao Er had been beaten and robbed, and his pride was hurt, so he didn't want to go out and be pointed at.
She hung up the phone at work and called a phone booth near Zhang's house. It took a long time before Zhang Lao Er answered the phone.
Suppressing her temper, Fan Liangyu asked him, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and come to my workplace to pick me up. I withdrew all the money from my savings account at noon, and borrowed some more from my colleagues. With your five thousand, we can just buy the house and still have two hundred left over. We can buy some things, tidy it up a bit, and then we can rent it out."
Zhang Lao Er was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.
"Fan Liangyu, what did you just say?"
Fan Liangyu glanced at the microphone and slowed her speech, "I said I've scraped together eight hundred yuan, do you want to come and collect it?"
Zhang Lao Er was extremely surprised.
He said, "Aren't you supposed to be stingy? How come you're willing to spend so much?"
Fan Liangyu spat, "So what? You actually listened to your mother's divisive words and are going to divorce me? Are you going to buy it or not? Let me tell you, I'm not going to rent a place with you. If you don't buy it, we'll go get the divorce certificate tomorrow!"
Zhang Lao Er was speechless for a moment, but thinking about the five thousand yuan he had been robbed of, he was still furious.
He remained silent for a long time.
Fan Liangyu called out, "Zhang Lao Er, are you mute? What do you mean? Don't you want to buy?"
"Honey, listen to me, it's not that I don't want to buy it..."
Zhang Lao Er punched the phone booth with a loud 'bang'. "I am... my money was stolen, just yesterday when I was almost home after bringing you back..."
"What? The money was stolen?"
Fan Liangyu suddenly raised her voice, suppressing Zhang Lao Er's, and shouted, "Zhang Lao Er, don't try to play tricks on me. Did your mother take the money from you? You give it to her as soon as she asks for it?! I don't care, either you bring the money tomorrow and we'll go buy the house together, or we'll go get the divorce certificate the day after tomorrow. You decide!"
After saying that, he slammed down the phone before Zhang Lao Er could say anything more.
"Hey, wife... Fan Liangyu!"
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Zhang Lao Er took the receiver away and cursed.
He returned home dejectedly, went to Zheng Xiulan and Old Man Zhang's room, looked at the mere thousand or so yuan left in the savings book, and in a fit of frustration, smashed it.
Thinking of divorce so easily? Damn it, she's just a woman. He has a job and is good-looking, how could he not find a wife?
But damn it, he really couldn't bear to part with Fan Liangyu.
Fan Liangyu was right. Although the courtyard was dilapidated, it could be tidied up and rented out for a lower rent. After a few years, the investment could be recouped. Such an opportunity doesn't come around easily.
What am I going to do about this damn money?!
The door creaked open, and Zhang Laosan came home from get off work. He was humming a little tune as he entered, but when he saw Zhang Laoer sitting on Zheng Xiulan and Zhang Laotou's bed with a resentful look on his face, he immediately shut up.
Knowing that his money had been stolen, he dared not make a fuss and secretly moved towards his own room. He had only taken two steps when Zhang Lao Er called him back.
Zhang Laosan gave a dry laugh, "Second...Second Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhang Lao Er glanced at him, walked out of the house, leaned against the doorpost, and raised his chin slightly towards Zhang Lao San.
Do you have any money left?
Zhang Laosan's eyes darted around, and he forced a smile and pleaded poverty, "Second Brother, I just started working, where would I get the money? Why don't you ask your company for an advance on your salary? Or ask Mom and Dad, or my eldest brother for help? They're all richer than me, don't you think?"
"Hey, that's right, Big Brother still has five thousand."
Zhang Lao Er suddenly realized something, glanced at Zhang Lao San, and walked out. If the courtyard is bought, the eldest brother can live there too, right?
Even if he doesn't live there, we can still pay him the rent. Once he pays off his debts, he and Fan Liangyu can continue collecting rent.
This is called spending the older brother's money to buy his house.
Okay, okay.
As they passed Zhang Laosan, Zhang Laoer patted him on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect you to be even more cunning than me."
"What is Second Brother saying? I don't understand," Zhang Laosan said, trying to sound innocent.
Zhang Lao Er ignored him and went out.
He excitedly went to find Zhang Haijun and explained his purpose. Zhang Haijun frowned and shook his head, saying no.
"Brother, that courtyard is just a bit run-down. With a little tidying up, it can be rented out. It has several rooms, and you can earn a little over a hundred a month just by renting it out. You can break even in three to five years. It's a great deal."
"I'm not buying a house, so you don't need to tell me. If you want to buy a house, figure it out yourself."
Zhang Haijun has no plans to buy a house. His parents' house is his, so why would he need to buy another one?
"Brother, how about I consider it a loan? I'll pay you back a thousand a year, and it'll be paid off in five years, brother..."
Zhang Lao Er felt incredibly embarrassed; his older brother was still stringing him along like this. "You can't just stand by and watch me not have a wife, can you?"
When Zhang Haijun heard him mention Fan Liangyu, his brows furrowed even more.
He reminded Zhang Lao Er, "Fan Liangyu is not a good person. She instigated you to go against your parents, making a fuss about divorce and buying a house. Was buying the house her idea?"
Zhang Lao Er did not object.
Zhang Haijun said angrily, "I think you should just divorce her sooner rather than later."
"Big brother!"
Zhang Lao Er was displeased. "If you don't want to give me money, then don't. Why are you cursing me? Why don't you divorce your wife? Our mother almost killed her. She hates our mother to death. They're practically mortal enemies. Do you really think your wife is truly committed to living with you?"
"Second brother!"
Zhang Haijun got angry too, glaring at Zhang Lao Er, "Our family matters are none of your business."
“Then you have no right to interfere in our affairs as a couple,” Zhang Lao Er spat.
The two brothers had a big argument and parted on bad terms.
When Zhang Lao Er went back, he slapped himself in the face. He hadn't gotten his money back and had even had a fight with him, so it would be even harder to get his money back from him.
When Zhang Haijun returned to the hotel, Su Hongying brought it up herself.
He said, "When I went to eat, I ran into my second son's wife. She said she wanted me to take out the five thousand yuan I took from home, and that she and her husband would come to collect it first thing tomorrow morning."
"What?"
Zhang Haijun paused for a moment, then looked at Su Hongying.
Su Hongying repeated herself, and Zhang Haijun, furious, shouted, "Who agreed to lend them the money?"
"ah?"
Su Hongying was taken aback for a moment, then said, "It wasn't said that it was for borrowing or for personal use. Fan Liangyu said that the second son had told you to prepare the money."
Zhang Haijun laughed in exasperation.
He said, "I'm afraid I'll never get it back if I lend it to them, let alone take it? If they dare to come, throw them out!"
"this……"
Su Hongying was a little worried, "Brother Haijun, won't this affect your brotherly relationship with Lao Er? After all, you can't be two brothers, and you'll have to rely on each other in the future..."
"Rely on my ass!"
Zhang Haijun was furious. "I said I won't give it to you, and that's final."
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