Chapter 964: Every Family Has Its Difficulties

Jian Yue was dumbfounded and wanted to slap herself. Because her mother and her aunt had always been at odds, if her mother knew she had given all the winning bottle caps to Jian Mingfan, she would probably be homeless the next moment.

"Um, isn't our refrigerator pretty good? Why do you want to replace it?"

Guan Yunmei said: "It's been so many years. The main thing is the freezer is too small. In the summer, if I buy a few more popsicles, there's no place to freeze them."

"Hehehe..."

Jian Yue laughed dryly: "I sent the refrigerator to the No. 6 Courtyard."

Guan Yunmei's smile vanished, looking at Jian Yue: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Jian Yue swore, guaranteeing she wasn't lying.

Guan Yunmei snorted: "What about the electric fans and the bicycle?"

"That was me bragging." Jian Yue's brain spun quickly, "Do you think I could win so many prizes by buying one case of cola?"

Guan Yunmei sneered: "Fine, you're not telling the truth, right? I'll call your grandma."

"Hey, Mom!" Jian Yue jumped up and grabbed her mother's arm: "I sent a refrigerator to Grandma. If you call and ask in a little while, what will Grandma think?"

"What do you mean what will she think?" The smile on Guan Yunmei's face was a bit chilling, "I'm just asking if you sent a refrigerator over. If you did, I don't want it."

"Mom, Mom, Mom!" Jian Yue wouldn't let go of Guan Yunmei's arm. Seeing this situation, she had to confess, saying dejectedly: "The winning bottle caps were taken by Xiaofan."

"What?" Guan Yunmei widened her eyes, "Taken by Xiaofan?"

Although Guan Yunmei and Zhao Ping were at odds, she was very good to her nephew Jian Mingfan. Just like Zhao Ping, who was also very good to Jian Yue.

If the prizes were for Jian Mingfan's own use, Guan Yunmei wouldn't say anything, but the refrigerator was definitely not okay.

"Forget about the bicycle, let Xiaofan ride it, but you must get the refrigerator and electric fans back for me."

"How can I get them back?" Jian Yue said with a bitter face: "I already gave them to Xiaofan. If you ask me to get them back, how can I open my mouth to say it?"

"I don't care." Guan Yunmei was very angry: "You must get them back for me, otherwise don't come back to this house."

"Sigh!" Jian Yue sighed. It was just as she thought; she would be homeless immediately.

"Fine!" Jian Yue walked toward the door, looking back every three steps, "Mom, do you really not want me anymore?"

"Hmph!" Guan Yunmei waved her hand mercilessly: "Get them back, and you're still my own daughter. If you don't get them back, go call your fourth aunt 'Mom'."

"Sigh!" Jian Yue sighed again and came to the door to put on her shoes.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. Jian Zhengcun returned. Seeing his daughter putting on her shoes, he asked strangely: "It's so late, where are you going again?"

"Dad!" Her savior had returned. Jian Yue hugged her father's arm and said aggrievedly: "You're finally back, you have to stand up for me."

"Ah?" Jian Zhengcun was a bit confused, looking at his daughter and then at his wife, "What's going on?"

"Stand up for you?" Guan Yunmei said: "I'm telling you, Jian Yue, if you don't get the things back, no one can talk me out of it."

Jian Yue pouted: "When you came back, did you see the new motorcycle parked downstairs?"

"I saw it." Jian Zhengcun put his briefcase on the shoe rack and took off his coat, "I was just wondering, whose family is so generous to spend 20,000 to 30,000 yuan to buy a Suzuki King."

Jian Yue widened her eyes: "Dad, you actually recognize what brand of motorcycle it is?"

Jian Zhengcun smiled: "Your dad is also a man. Although I'm older, I also like motorcycles."

"Ha!" Jian Yue laughed happily: "Dad, that motorcycle is a gift for you."

"Hmm?" Jian Zhengcun's smile vanished: "A gift for me? Did you buy it?"

If Jian Yue had really bought it, Jian Zhengcun would have given this spendthrift daughter away without hesitation.

Spending 20,000 to 30,000 yuan on a motorcycle—even Jian Zhengcun would feel the pain.

"I bought it?" Jian Yue spun around, "Look at your daughter and see if I'm worth the price of a Suzuki King."

Jian Zhengcun thought about it and realized it was true. Jian Yue's little allowance was barely enough for her own spending, let alone buying a motorcycle. How could that be possible?

As for old Comrade Guan, forget it. She would hesitate for a long time even to buy a bicycle, so how could she buy a motorcycle for Jian Yue?

"Then where did the motorcycle come from?"

Jian Yue said proudly: "I won it."

"Won it?" Jian Zhengcun then reacted: "Was it Very Cola?"

Guan Yunmei gritted her teeth: "This dead girl, she didn't just win one motorcycle, she also won a refrigerator, two electric fans, and a bicycle."

"What?" Jian Zhengcun was incredulous: "How did you win so many?"

Looking at her mother's about-to-explode appearance, Jian Yue put away her proud expression and said pitifully: "I bought a case of Very Cola and won all these at once."

At this time, Jian Zhengcun finally realized that these two women were acting strange: "What's wrong? You won so many prizes, shouldn't you be happy? Why do I see you..."

"I want to be happy, but how can I be?" Guan Yunmei pointed at Jian Yue: "This daughter of yours is really generous. The prizes she won—besides the motorcycle, the refrigerator, fans, and bicycle were all given to her fourth aunt."

"I gave them to Xiaofan." Jian Yue explained what happened at noon when Jian Mingfan came to her to redeem the prizes: "I just felt that if Xiaofan hadn't come to find me, I definitely would have missed out on redeeming the prizes, so I gave the other prizes to Xiaofan."

Jian Zhengcun understood, but he just felt a headache. His wife wasn't a stingy person. If Jian Yue had given them to someone else, like her eldest uncle or second uncle, old Comrade Guan definitely wouldn't be this angry.

"Since you've already given them away, don't..."

"Shut your mouth!" Guan Yunmei gave a cold shout.

Jian Zhengcun immediately shut his mouth and gave his daughter a helpless look.

"Take care of yourself."

Jian Yue said with disappointment: "You're the head of the household."

Jian Zhengcun smiled and said: "I am the head of the household, but your mother is the one who manages the head of the household."

"Bang!" Jian Yue pushed the door open and left, then slammed the door shut, thinking of going to the No. 6 Courtyard to take refuge.

At the same time, inside a dilapidated four-story apartment building, in a household on the third floor.

The old man and old woman were sitting on a dilapidated sofa. Opposite them were their two sons and daughter, and beside them were their two daughters-in-law and son-in-law. On the coffee table, there was a bottle cap.

"Second son, Xiaomin, when our family was poor, we couldn't even eat our fill. If it weren't for your eldest brother, who dropped out of school at fifteen to work in a factory, you wouldn't have what you have today.

Your eldest brother's factory has been shut down for more than a year. He can only do odd jobs, carrying bags for people at the train station. There are two children at home, it's not easy.

And you guys, you're both civil servants, your conditions are much better than his. So I decided to give this car to your eldest brother so he can drive a taxi."

"Dad, I don't agree with what you're saying." The second daughter-in-law sat on a stool, crossing her legs, "These years, it's true that eldest brother hasn't had it easy, but haven't Xiaomei and I helped out quite a bit?

Even if eldest brother has contributed to the family, we should have paid it back after all these years. Why should the car be given to him alone?" ===== CHAPTER 965 =====