Jiang Hanyan brought the last dish to the table when Bai Haitang called. Lu Chen answered the phone. When he heard Bai Haitang's crying voice, his smiling face immediately darkened and he asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

His tone was as impatient as ever. Bai Haitang on the other end of the phone cried even more sadly. She didn't say anything, but just cried and sobbed. Lu Chen's face became uglier and uglier. He barely suppressed his anger and said impatiently, "I'm busy here. If it's nothing important, I'll hang up."

She can still cry so energetically, so I guess there's nothing wrong with her body.

For Lu Chen, as long as Bai Haitang is alive and well, everything is fine. As for the rest, he doesn't care.

"Xiaochen, will you come back for the New Year?" Bai Haitang asked while choking up.

"No, I sent you money."

Lu Chen's tone was cold. Yesterday he went to the post office and remitted two thousand yuan to Bai Haitang, as a filial piety as a son. The extra money would be a relief to the Tang family, so two thousand was just right.

"How much did you send?" Bai Haitang asked anxiously.

"two thousand."

Lu Chen sneered silently, with a mocking smile on his lips. This was his biological mother, who never cared about his health or whether he was doing well. Perhaps in his mother's heart, he was just a plant that only needed sunlight and water to live well, right? There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and Lu Chen did not say anything. He wanted to see what else his mother could say.

After a long time, Bai Haitang finally spoke, hesitantly saying, "Xiao...Xiao Chen, can you send me some more money?"

"Two thousand is not enough?" Lu Chen asked sarcastically.

Tang Zhihua's monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan, and two thousand is two months' salary for him. Not to mention a small county town like Fucheng, even in a big city like Shanghai, two thousand is enough to have a wealthy New Year.

"Not enough... Your Uncle Tang is sick, Xiaochen, can you come back to see him? After all, he is your elder!" Bai Haitang pleaded.

“No time.”

Lu Chen refused without hesitation. What kind of elder was Tang Zhihua? Even if he died in front of him, he wouldn't even blink an eye and would even set off a string of firecrackers to celebrate.

"I don't have any money either, just two thousand yuan."

Lu Chen added that he didn't care how Bai Haitang used the two thousand yuan, he would just treat it as giving money to a beggar, not a penny more.

The sound of crying was heard again on the phone. Lu Chen frowned impatiently, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the microphone bulged. If it wasn't his biological mother, he would have scolded her long ago.

Jiang Hanyan was getting annoyed watching from the side, so she simply grabbed the microphone and yelled, "What does Tang Zhihua's illness have to do with Lu Chen? What else can you do besides exploiting and bullying your own son? Lu Chen has to go to school here and earn living expenses and tuition fees. His life is harder than that of a beggar. As a mother, you don't support him, but you still shamelessly ask for money. You are so shameless!"

Lu Chen's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the dishes on the table, which were not even a full banquet. He had gathered all the food from land, sea and air, and this table cost more than a thousand yuan. How could a beggar eat so well? His wife was good in every way, but she was a little exaggerated.

Bai Haitang cried even louder, gasping for breath, and said intermittently: "I... I have no money. Old Tang is sick and can't go to work. The salary is only enough for living expenses, and I have to take medicine every day. He... wants to drink again. I haven't bought clothes for a long time..."

"What does Tang Zhihua's illness have to do with Lu Chen? At least you are still by his side taking care of him, and at least you are giving him living expenses. When Lu Chen was sick, where were you as a mother? When Lu Chen was starving and cold, what were you doing? All you think about every day is buying new clothes, and you never think about whether Lu Chen is living a good life. Bai Haitang, you can't be so shameless. Since you don't want to take care of your son, why didn't you tighten your belt in the first place? What was the point of giving birth to him?"

Jiang Hanyan was almost annoyed by the crying sound on the phone. Some beauties looked pitiful when they cried, but people like Bai Haitang only made her angry. She really wanted to kill this stupid woman.

Lu Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and secretly decided that if Bai Haitang called again in the future, he would let Jiang Hanyan answer the phone directly. To deal with people like his mother, Jiang Hanyan had to take action.

Bai Haitang cried so hard that she almost died. She was the elder, why did they say such harsh words to her? She just remarried after her husband ran away, what did she do wrong? There were so many women who remarried, not just her, why did they only scold her?

"If you think the two thousand yuan is too little, just send it back. Lu Chen and I still haven't found the tuition for next semester. Don't call me unless it's a matter of life and death."

Jiang Hanyan rolled her eyes and was not in a good mood.

"I... I have something else to do. Have you seen Xuehai in Shanghai? He hasn't called home for a long time. The school said that Xuehai has been absent from classes for several days. If he doesn't come back, he will be expelled. Old Tang is in poor health, so I dare not tell him. Can you let Xiaochen go to the school to look for Xuehai?" Bai Haitang asked timidly.

If Tang Zhihua knew that his son, whom she had high hopes for, was about to be expelled from school, she would definitely be furious. Old Tang's temper was getting worse and worse, and it was even worse after drinking. Sometimes he looked at her with red eyes, and she was so scared.

Jiang Hanyan laughed in anger and started to scold: "What's Tang Xue doing with Lu Chen from the customs? It would be better if he was fired. Since your stepmother cares so much, why don't you come to Shanghai and find him yourself!"

Although I knew Bai Haitang's character, I was still pissed off by this woman's sweet words. Her own son didn't care about her, but her stepson cared about her very much. What the hell! "Old Tang is not in good health. I have to take care of him and can't leave. You are in Shanghai. It's very convenient to go and see him. Can you let Xiaochen answer the phone?" Bai Haitang pleaded humbly.

She hoped that Tang Xuehai could go home so that she would be less stressed and wouldn't have to face Tang Zhihua, whose temper was becoming increasingly violent, alone.

"He's gone to take a shit, so he's busy. It's ok, I'm hanging up now!"

Jiang Hanyan refused mercilessly, and grabbed a shrimp from the side, peeled it and put it to Lu Chen's mouth. He looked at the shrimp in his hand with an indescribable look and felt a little unable to eat it.

"There's something else. Xiaochen's...his father is back."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Jiang Hanyan's microphone was almost hung up, but luckily she pressed the speakerphone button. Upon hearing this, she and Lu Chen both changed their expressions and looked at each other.

That old guy didn’t die outside?

"When did you come back?" Lu Chen asked coldly.

"A few days ago, he brought a woman and said he wanted to sell the old house to use as capital to open a store." Bai Haitang said in a low voice.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I will be back tomorrow."

"I'm glad you're back, Xiaochen. I'll go buy some groceries to welcome you!" Bai Haitang said happily.

"Need not!"

Lu Chen hung up the phone directly. He had to go meet the old guy. According to his grandfather's last words, he would take the old guy to his grandfather's grave, whip him hard a few times, and clean up the Lu family.

"Do you want to go back and beat someone up?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"Yes, it's my grandfather's legacy."

Lu Chen nodded, and since this old guy dared to sell the old house, he had to be whipped a few more times.

"The deed to the old house is in your hands, and he can't sell it." Jiang Hanyan comforted him, saying that Lu Chen's shameless father was just talking, and he couldn't sell it without the deed.

Lu Chen sneered, "If he dares to have such an idea, he should be beaten!"