Du Chen's mother bought the stir-fried dishes at the market before school was over, just to entertain Comrade Lao Du and his elder brother.
After entering the house, Du Chen and Du Bin didn't say anything and ate their meals in silence, but their ears were perked up.
"Second brother, your nephew has nothing to do in the village right now. I think your store is good, so just give it to your nephew."
Uncle Du Chen took a sip of wine and spoke directly to Old Du and his wife.
Du Bin was about to stand up when Du Chen, standing beside him, grabbed him. Du Bin turned around with red eyes and stared at Du Chen. Du Chen shook his head slightly, signaling Du Bin to calm down.
Mr. and Mrs. Lao Du's faces suddenly turned dark and they didn't say anything for a long time.
"What do you mean! I'm talking to you!"
"Brother, what do you mean?"
Comrade Lao Du asked with a dark face.
"What do you mean, you gave this store to my son, don't you understand?"
"What do you mean by giving it to your son? Where's my rent and the money for buying goods?"
Comrade Lao Du was also angry and spoke directly to make it clear.
"Do you know what it means to give? What does the money you spend have to do with me?"
Uncle Du Chen spoke slowly, and then he took another gulp of wine.
"No, his elder brother..." Du Chen's mother just opened her mouth to speak when she was stopped by Comrade Lao Du.
"Wang Xinguang, you have your son to support, and I have my family to support! You come here with empty words and ask me to give you the store. What gives you the right?"
Without waiting for Uncle Du Chen to speak, Comrade Lao Du continued.
"I give you face, I call you brother. If I don't give you face, who the hell are you! Ah, who the hell are you! You shameless bastard!"
Comrade Lao Du was also very angry. He didn't even call him "Brother" anymore, but just called him Wang Xinguang.
"Your last name is Wang, and mine is Du. Do you have anything to do with me? If you don't have money, go ask your real father. I'll put up with you for thirty years!"
Comrade Lao Du continued to curse.
"No, clean your mouth..."
Wang Xinguang's son just stood up and spoke when Du Chen quickly slapped the boy in the face.
"Did I ask you to speak? You shameless bastard!"
Du Chen opened his mouth and cursed!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
