Chapter 318 The scumbag father returns, whips him a few times to clean up the house

Author: Lao Yang loves to eat fish

Jiang Hanyan put the last dish on the table, and Bai Haitang's call came. Lu Chen answered it. When he heard Bai Haitang's voice of crying before speaking, his smiling face immediately darkened, and he asked coldly

Said: "What's the matter?"

His tone was as impatient as ever. Bai Haitang on the other end of the phone cried even more sadly and didn't speak. Even when he cried, he was sobbing. Lu Chen's face became more and more ugly. He barely restrained his anger and said impatiently: "I'm here

I'm busy, I'll hang up if it doesn't matter."

I can still cry so energetically, so I guess if my health is fine, then nothing will happen.

For Chase Lu, as long as Bai Haitang lives well, everything will be fine. As for the rest, he doesn't bother to care.

"Xiaochen, are you coming back for the New Year?" Bai Haitang asked with choked sobs.

"If you don't reply, I'll send you money."

Lu Chen's tone was indifferent. Yesterday he went to the post office to remit two thousand yuan to Bai Haitang. It was a little filial piety from his son. It was an extra advantage for the Tang family, so two thousand yuan was just right.

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

"two thousand."

Lu Chen sneered silently, with a sarcastic look at the corner of his mouth. This was his biological mother. She never cared about his body or how he was living. Maybe in his mother's heart, he was just a plant, only needing sunlight and water to survive.

Very good, right?

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and Lu Chen didn't say anything. He wanted to see what else his mother could say.

After a long time, Bai Haitang finally spoke, and Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Xiao...Xiaochen, can you send more money?"

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

Tang Zhihua's monthly salary is only NT$1,000, and NT$2,000 is his two-month salary. Not to mention Fucheng, a small county, even in a big city like Shanghai, NT$2,000 is enough to live a prosperous year.

"Not enough... Your Uncle Tang is sick, Xiaochen, why don't you come back and see him? He is your elder after all!" Bai Haitang begged.

"No time."

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

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

Lu Chen added that he didn't care how Bai Haitang spent the two thousand yuan, just treat it as a beggar, and there would be no extra points.

The cry sounded again on the phone. Lu Chen frowned impatiently, and veins bulged on the back of the hand holding the phone. If it hadn't been for his biological mother, he would have scolded him long ago.

Jiang Hanyan was irritated as she watched from the sidelines. She simply grabbed the microphone and shouted: "What does Tang Zhihua's illness have to do with Lu Chen? Besides exploiting and bullying your own son, what else will you do? Lu Chen has to go to school here.

You still have to earn living expenses and tuition fees, and your life is even harder than that of a beggar. It doesn’t matter if your mother doesn’t support you, but you still ask for money with a shameless face. You have such a big face!”

Lu Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the dishes on the table that were not suitable for a full banquet between Man and Han. They were all gathered by sea, land and air. This table cost more than a thousand, how can a beggar eat so well?

His wife is good in every way, but her words are a little exaggerated.

Bai Haitang cried louder, out of breath, and said intermittently: "I...I have no money. Old Tang is sick and can't go to work. His salary only covers living expenses, and he has to take medicine every day. And he...

I want 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 taking care of him, and at least you are paying living expenses. When Lu Chen is sick, where are you? When Lu Chen is hungry and cold, what are you doing? You

Every day I just think about buying new clothes, and I never think about Lu Chen’s life. Bai Haitang, you can’t be too shameless. Since you don’t want to care about your son, why did you tighten your belt in the first place? "

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

Lu Chen raised his lips slightly and secretly decided that if Bai Haitang calls again, Jiang Hanyan will answer the call directly. To deal with people like his mother, Jiang Hanyan will have to take action.

Bai Haitang cried until she almost died. She is an elder, why do you say such unpleasant things to her?

She just remarried after her husband ran away. What did she do wrong?

There are so many women who have remarried, and she is not the only one, so why only scold her?

"If you think the two thousand yuan is too little, just send it back. Lu Chen and I haven't received our tuition fees for the next semester yet. If it's not a serious matter that could kill people, don't call us."

Jiang Hanyan rolled his eyes, not saying anything nice.

"I...I still have something 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 school for several days. If he doesn't return to school, he will be expelled. Old Tang is not in good health.

"Okay, I don't dare to tell him, can you let Xiaochen go to school to look for Xuehai?" Bai Haitang asked timidly.

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

Jiang Hanyan laughed angrily and scolded directly: "What the hell is it about Tang Xue Customs and Lu Chen? It would be better to fire him. Since your stepmother cares so much, you can come to Shanghai to find it yourself!"

Although I already knew Bai Haitang's virtue, I was still stunned by this woman's words and words. Her own son ignored her, but my stepson was very concerned about her. What the hell!

"Old Tang is not in good health. I have to take care of him. I can't leave. You guys are in Shanghai. It's very convenient to go see him. Can you let Xiaochen answer the phone?" Bai Haitang begged in a low voice.

She hoped that Tang Xuehai could go home, so that she would be less stressed and would not have to face the increasingly violent Tang Zhihua alone.

"He went to take a dump. He has no time. If nothing happens, I will hang up!"

Jiang Hanyan refused without mercy. Lu Chen caught a shrimp next to him, peeled it and put it to his mouth. He looked at the shrimp in his hand with difficulty and couldn't eat it anymore.

"There is something else, Xiaochen, his...his father is back."

Jiang Hanyan almost hung up the phone, but luckily it was on speakerphone. When she heard this, her and Lu Chen's expressions changed and they looked at each other.

That old guy didn't die outside?

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

"A few days ago, I brought a woman with me and said that I wanted to sell my old house as capital to open a shop." Bai Haitang whispered.

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

"It's good to come back, Xiaochen. I'll buy groceries for you to pick up the wind!" Bai Haitang said happily.

"Need not!"

Lu Chen hung up the phone directly. He had to go and meet the old guy. According to his grandfather's instructions, he took the old guy to his grandfather's grave and whipped him a few times to clean up the Lu family.

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

"Well, my grandfather's legacy."

Lu Chen nodded, and this old guy still dared to sell his old house, so he would have to be whipped a few more times.

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