Chapter 509: Retribution, evildoers will always be punished by evildoers



Chapter 509: Retribution, evildoers will always be punished by evildoers

Old Dong opened the door and pushed it, but something seemed to block his movement.

I guess it was the pillow that just hit the door.

After pushing the door open with force, Mr. Dong quickly closed it again.

He picked up the pillow that had fallen at the door, patted it, and put it back on the bed.

At this time, Wang Youyou was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Lao Dong with anger on his face.

Old Dong squatted next to Wang Youyou.

Reach out and try to hold Wang Youyou's hand.

The moment he touched it, Wang Youyou pulled his hand back instantly as if he had touched something dirty.

He stared at Lao Dong with an unhappy look on his face.

Mr. Dong felt a little disappointed, but he quickly concealed it.

"Youyou, I..." Old Dong just opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, Wang Youyou spoke with a very serious expression.

"Old Dong, I don't live with your parents!"

When Mr. Dong heard Wang Youyou's serious words, he nodded repeatedly.

"Don't live together, don't live together. I'll find a way to get those two elders to go back." Old Dong said.

He has older brothers above him and a younger brother below him, so it is never his turn to live with his parents.

Although he asked his family for some money for his marriage, he also sent a lot of money to the countryside over the years.

Since childhood, his parents have favored his eldest brother and his younger brother, and he and the second oldest brother are often the ones who suffer.

So, he had to rely on himself when he joined the army.

I really can’t say how much affection I have for my parents.

Who would have known that these two old men would do such a thing at this time.

"You said it!" Wang Youyou stretched out his hand and pointed at Lao Dong's nose.

The boss nodded.

"Don't be angry, take a good rest first, I can handle the things outside!" The old boss promised solemnly.

After pacifying Wang Youyou, Old Dong went out again.

When Mr. Dong went out again, he saw that his parents and the luggage were no longer in the living room.

Mr. Dong also noticed that there was a lot of dust on the double sofa.

Moreover, the ashes from his father's pipe were poured directly onto the wooden low table.

There is a low table in front of the sofa, similar to the coffee table in later generations.

Old Dong looked in the direction of the voice and found that the two elders had already gone to another room.

There was a bed, a wardrobe and a table in the room.

Although he and Wang Youyou were the only two people living in the two-bedroom apartment, they couldn't just leave one room empty with nothing in it.

So the boss prepared some of the necessary things and put them in.

This is good, it is more convenient for the two old people...

Lao Dong's father was leaning comfortably against the head of the bed. He had taken off his shoes and there was a hole in his socks.

A big toe with black mud between the nails was greeting Old Dong through the hole in the socks.

At this time, Lao Dong's mother was taking clothes out of the luggage and putting them into the closet.

Seeing Old Dong standing at the door, his mother gave him a loving smile.

"Son, you've been busy all day. Go and have a rest with your wife. I can pack the luggage here yourself." Old Dong's mother said with a smile.

He was talking while working non-stop.

Keep taking things out of the luggage and putting them away.

Look, he just took out a teacup and put it on the table.

"My dear, this jar is dirty, please wash it and make me a cup of tea." Old Dong's father said to his wife.

"Okay, we didn't bring any tea." Old Dong's mother said with some embarrassment.

"Our son lives in a building like this in Beijing now. How can we not have some tea at home?"

"I see it's on the dining table." Old Dong's father said.

Old Dong's mother took the teacup, tilted her head and looked outside, and actually saw two iron cans where the glass cup was placed on the dining table. They should be filled with tea.

"Then I'll go make you some tea, you take a break."

When passing by Old Dong standing at the door, his mother smiled.

What can Mr. Dong, as a son, do now?

He just felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have let his parents come.

But, when it comes to something like marrying a wife, how could one not have the biological parents present?

When I was living in the countryside, my parents didn't love me. Why do I have to stay here just to attend a wedding this time?

"My eldest brother and younger brothers are still at home. What should we do with them if you just come here?" Old Dong stood at the door and turned to ask his mother.

Mrs. Old Dong paused holding the tea leaves, then looked at Old Dong and smiled.

"They have hands and feet, and they have wives to take care of them."

"Your wife is from a wealthy family in Beijing. We, the old couple, are here to take care of you two. Isn't this loving you?" Old Dong's mother said.

I didn't feel at all that what I said was shameless.

I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what I said.

"Mom, Youyou and I both have to go to work, so we don't need you to stay and take care of us."

"I'll take you back tomorrow!" said Old Dong.

To be honest, Mr. Dong is really speechless about these parents.

In the past, if there were any good food at home, it would always be given to the eldest brother and the younger brothers.

It is said that the eldest brother is the eldest son and the legitimate grandson, and if his parents pass away, he will be given a broken pot.

I am the youngest brother and the one my parents had late in life, so they love me very much.

I was stuck in the middle with my second brother and couldn't get any benefits. But now that I'm married, my two elders come and live with me. How could this be possible?

"Son, are you trying to drive us away?" Old Dong's father, who was leaning on the bed, spoke with a serious face when he heard this.

Old Dong's mother threw the tea can in her hand onto the table and ran into the house.

He came to Old Dong's father and hugged his old man's shoulders.

"Old man, look at your third son. He just got married and doesn't care about his parents anymore."

"We borrowed money from the countryside to help him get married, but as soon as the new bride came home, she chased us away."

"How can I live like this? I still owe a lot of money to my relatives in the countryside."

"Life, life, it's so unbearable!" Old Dong's mother started howling and pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.

When Mr. Dong saw this, he felt a toothache.

He is actually an honest man at heart, and he only put some thought into the matter of marrying Wang Youyou. It took some tricks.

Now seeing his mother throwing a tantrum in front of him, he was really at a loss as to what to do.

He had seen his mother like this countless times, but most of the time she was treating outsiders.

Now this trick has fallen on his head.

Old Dong just felt uncomfortable in his chest. He couldn't hit him, nor could he talk to him.

The buildings at that time were all built with bluestone slabs, so the sound insulation was not very good, and Mrs. Dong had a loud voice.

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