If Zhang Xiaoyang goes against her, he will suffer the consequences.
After all, he is Zhang Xiaoyang's uncle and has watched him grow up. Although he is disappointed in him in many ways, he can only persuade him in the end. They can be considered as master and apprentice.
"What are you talking about? Who are you to me? How dare you give me orders?"
"You...I am your uncle and your master!"
"So what? You're not my father, and you're a cripple!" Zhang Xiaoyang was full of disdain.
"You..." Uncle Long Yun was so angry that he was shaking. They couldn't have a son, only a daughter, and were often looked down upon by the villagers. Later, he became lame, and even more people looked down on him. He was very sensitive to the word "cripple", but he couldn't say anything.
Can he stop what others say?
But when his nephew said this, he was very angry!
"What do you mean by 'you'? Get out of here now. Not only do you not help me, but you even dare to scold me?" Zhang Xiaoyang was very arrogant.
The people around were confused when they saw the two people arguing.
What happened? Why did the uncle and nephew start arguing?
Uncle Long Yun was filled with disappointment, but he finally steeled his resolve and turned to look at Zhang Xingrong: "Director, I made that chair for Zhang Xiaoyang! He stole it from me!"
"Bullshit!" Zhang Xiaoyang quickly jumped out, very angry, "You dead cripple, what bullshit!"
The people around were also surprised!
"What's the point of being here? Your chair is in your own place, how could someone steal it?"
"Yeah, but if I came back earlier and secretly replaced the chair, that's not impossible!"
Seeing Uncle Long Yun so confident, Zhang Xingrong asked him, "Do you have any evidence?"
"Yes!" Uncle Long Yun nodded. "When I made my own chair, I liked to carve the word 'Yun' on the inside corner of it!"
Zhang Xiaoyang wanted to curse, but was stunned when he heard this. There were words written on the chair, why didn’t he notice it?
No, when he got the chair, he took a look and didn’t see any words on it.
He wasn't sure, but what if the old man was talking nonsense and trying to scare him on purpose?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyang decided to give it a try and snorted, "You're talking nonsense! I've seen my chair, there's no writing on it! You did it on purpose, you cripple! Your skills are no match for mine, so you deliberately framed me!"
Uncle Long Yun's face was extremely grim. He had given up on saving his nephew and turned to Zhang Xingrong, saying, "Director, I'm sure I made that chair! I wanted to carve patterns on the chair handles, so I finished the pattern this morning. But when I came back from lunch, I found that the chair I had carved was gone. Instead, I saw a crooked chair in my place. I wanted to say something, but then I realized I wouldn't be hired if I didn't finish the chair, so I finished the chair first. Now I adjusted the chair! I spent the whole morning carving the patterns on Zhang Xiaoyang's chair!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone started talking about it.
"Is this true? Someone really came back and changed the chair!"
"I think he's serious about what he said. It doesn't seem fake. He's already been hired, so there's no need for him to come forward. It seems to be true."
"It's hard to say, maybe he's jealous of others doing better than him!"
Everyone was discussing the matter, some believed Uncle Long Yun, some did not. But Uncle Long Yun still looked determined.
"Director, I also have something to say!" At this moment, the middle-aged man stood up.
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