Chapter 131: Rebirth in the Nineties: The Tyrant Flower, Chapter 131: Only Saying Useless Things

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

"Dad, even if you and my Second Brother took two thousand, that's enough. Why ask me for more? Don't you know after all these years? I have no money..." Chai You De was actually telling the truth.

But Chai Zhongxiao wouldn't let up: "That doesn't mean your Second Brother should pay it all himself..."

Chai You De:???

Chai You Fu:???

Chai Zhongxiao said sternly: "You two each pay two thousand."

Chai You De simply lay flat and let things be: "No. Not a cent... Mom, look at my dad, what is he doing? He's driving me to death, my leg is broken... he still wants me to pay money. I'm a disabled person now, and my dad is forcing me for money. I won't live... I can't go on like this."

Chai You De didn't know where the tears came from; those tears were worthless, coming as soon as they were mentioned.

Afterward, she wailed: "Mom, my eldest son's life is truly bitter..."

Wang Huirong couldn't bear to see her eldest son cry, immediately feeling heartbroken: "My good son..."

Wang Huirong cried heart-rendingly, then cursed: "Chai Zhongxiao, you're driving our third son to death..."

Chai You Fu watched silently; as for whether Chai You De could pay, he didn't care, anyway he had none...

I don't know how long passed, I don't know what happened afterward.

Chai You Fu went home alone, feeling dazed. Soon after, crackling sounds came from inside Chai You Fu's room...

If one listened closely, it sounded like a face being slapped...

Unusually crisp.

And behind the old residence, Chai Mi was counting money first, her mood improving.

Chai Mi asked her father Chai Youqing about the specific situation today, and Chai Youqing answered one by one.

Chai Youqing was now full of spirit, his eyes bright.

This made Chai Mi somewhat surprised; her old father had finally held his head high after so many years.

Not easy.

After a while, Chai Mi saw Chai Youqing still not leaving, seeming to have something on his mind, so she asked: "What's wrong?"

"I just feel your grandparents aren't exactly easy either..."

Chai Mi frowned displeased: "Their hardship isn't caused by our family? On the contrary, our family's hardship is caused by them. So, from my standpoint, they brought it on themselves."

Chai Mi's words were impolite: "Old man, stop saying useless things. The land was farmed with your and my mother's help, the money from selling grain was collected by my grandparents. Most of what they spent went to Chai You De, so if they're having a hard time, they should talk to Chai You De, talk to Chai Dajun. Talking to me is useless."

"I'm not an unreasonable person, but some things are absolutely not that way. My grandfather, after all these years, should have thirty or fifty thousand in hand, but he only has a few thousand. Where is his money? Did he eat and drink it all? It must have gone to Chai You De... And look at what house our family lives in, what house my Second Uncle's family lives in—weren't these all caused by my grandfather? As an elder, he has no elder's demeanor, pinching pennies in an unusual way. So his suffering is deserved."

Chai Youqing said nothing.

Chai Mi couldn't be bothered to waste words with Chai Youqing, only saying: "The weather is hot; I should get a hot water bag to make bathing more convenient. By the way, Dad... get up early tomorrow, let's try to finish our own family's land in two days. I reckon tonight, Er Shazi will deliver the fertilizer."