Ye Qingqing scratched Lu Mo's palm to indicate that she had no objection; it was just a matter of paying money. Anyway, her family wasn't short of money, and she could still save face for him.
If Lu Qingquan really does have late-stage colon cancer, no amount of money can cure him; it will only increase his suffering.
“Our main branch is fine with it too,” Lu Mo stated.
The old man smiled with satisfaction. His eldest grandson and third grandson were both sensible and their wives were reasonable, unlike his second grandson and his wife, who were both worthless.
"Second son, Qingquan is your own son, you should at least contribute some money. Don't tell me you have no savings. Haven't you saved a single penny all these years? Humph, do you think I'm a three-year-old?" The old man looked coldly at the second son and his wife.
After Lu Qingquan returned half-dead, he took him to the hospital for a checkup. The situation was very bad. Although the doctor said that the hope of recovery was very slim, it was still a human life, and he couldn't just watch him die.
Lu Jiangang, however, was not too happy. He felt that there was no need to treat it anymore. Late-stage cancer was incurable, and further treatment would be a waste of money. No amount of money would be enough to fill the hole. He had finally saved some money, and he couldn't throw it all into this hole.
The old man asked him to give him money, but Lu Jiangang made excuses and always said he had no money, telling the old man to ask He Hongxia for it. He Hongxia and Lu Jiangang had been estranged for years and didn't even sleep in the same bed anymore. Besides the 500 yuan monthly allowance, she hadn't seen any other money from Lu Jiangang. Of course, He Hongxia was unwilling to give him any money and complained to the old man that she was poor.
The couple passed the buck, neither willing to pay, so the old man got angry and called his family back.
The old man was very pleased with the attitude of Lu Mo and his nephew Lu Jianfeng, but he was also increasingly angry with Lu Jiangang. If his own son could be so cold-hearted, it was clear that the second son was no good. The two of them were like a bad pot with a bad lid, neither of them was good.
"Dad, I really don't have any money. Hongxia manages the money in our family. You can ask Hongxia for it." Lu Jiangang declined, determined not to take the money.
The eldest and third wives are now both bosses, each incredibly wealthy. For them, taking tens of thousands of yuan is easier than plucking a hair. He has only managed to save tens of thousands of yuan through frugality, and he can't afford to waste it on his good-for-nothing son.
He Hongxia was furious. Pointing at Lu Jiangang, she cursed, "Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? How many years has it been since you handed over your salary? You still have the nerve to say I manage the money? Dad, he only gives me five hundred yuan a month for living expenses. I haven't seen a single penny of the rest. He's keeping a vixen outside, you old slut, ptooey... Aren't you ashamed!"
"Nonsense! My total monthly salary is only a little over a thousand yuan. If I give you five hundred, I'll only have a few hundred left. Do you think I don't need to deal with favors and obligations outside the company? I pay for all the favors and obligations at my workplace out of my own pocket. Have you ever paid a single penny for them? And you're accusing me of misbehaving. Humph, I'm a cadre. I bet you're not afraid of losing face!"
Lu Jiangang spoke with righteous indignation and a righteous expression, and he did look quite innocent.
But Ye Qingqing didn't believe it. To put it bluntly, Lu Jiangang and Ye Zhiguo were the same kind of people. They were both hypocrites who appeared virtuous on the surface but were actually scheming and treacherous on the inside. However, Lu Jiangang was not as ruthless as Ye Zhiguo. He only dared to do some small things behind the scenes, but he would never dare to harm people's lives.
He Hongxia sneered, "Ten years ago your salary was only one thousand yuan, and it hasn't increased by a single penny in ten years? Lu Jiangang, you lie without even thinking. My salary has been increased four times. You're a cadre, who are you trying to fool!"
Lu Jiangang's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't respond for a moment. He stubbornly insisted, "The salary of cadres is not as high as that of grassroots cadres. We value dedication. We help more and get less in return. Anyway, this is all the salary I have."
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