I don't have a penny.
Sigh, tomorrow I will go to your sister to get my salary passbook back, and later..."
Pan Donglin yelled, "Dad, your salary passbook is in Pan Dongmei's hands?"
Everyone was startled by Pan Donglin's scream. Cheng Zhishan quickly patted her son's back to comfort him.
Pan Shusheng looked at his son's trembling hands and couldn't help but feel a little scared. "Donglin, your mother gave it to Dongmei. I can't change her mind."
"When did you give the passbook to Pan Dongmei?"
Pan Shusheng whispered, "It was the year Xinxin was born.
Your sister and her husband were both laid off and have no money to live on.
Your mother and I have come to the city to take care of your children, and it is not convenient to give them money every month.
Your sister said to give her the passbook and she can withdraw the money herself in the county town."
Pan Donglin was so angry that he overturned the table.
This time, except for Pan Donglin, everyone was splashed with food.
Cheng Zhishan pulled his son to his feet and said, "Pan Donglin, it turns out that flipping the table is a killer move passed down from your Pan family."
Pan Donglin gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, your love for Pan Dongmei has exceeded my imagination.
I think you can live with Pan Dongmei with peace of mind.
I remember that the couple had an apartment in the factory. How could they let you two old people sleep on the street?
Ask my mom to come over tomorrow to pick up your luggage. I'll give you a ride while I'm still on vacation."
Ding-dong, the landline phone at home rang.
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