Chapter 325 You are a born cuckold bastard

Author: Lao Yang loves to eat fish

The next day, the news of the Tang family's house sale spread throughout Fucheng. Tang Zhihua was the dean of the No. 1 Middle School back then. He had powerful people and the land was naturally the best. As soon as the news spread that he was selling the house, many people wanted to buy it, including

Aunt Xu's family next door.

"Humph, I'm crazy about money. A shabby house costs 50,000 yuan. Who can buy it?"

Aunt Xu's loud voice came over, and she said bad things about Tang Zhihua: "This house will definitely not be sold. Twenty thousand yuan is not enough, but a fool bought it for fifty thousand yuan. This Tang Zhihua has done too many immoral things, and that's why he got a strange disease. Now,

No. 1 Middle School has changed its dean, and Tang Zhihua can’t even see the gate. He can only receive a few dozen yuan a month for living expenses, and he can’t live any longer.”

"Look at it, that slut Bai Haitang will definitely not be able to live a poor life. At most, he will steal someone and cuckold Tang Zhihua in half a year!"

Aunt Xu's voice became louder and louder, and could be heard even outside the alley. Jiang Hanyan was basking in the sun in the yard and could hear it clearly.

Although Aunt Xu's words are a bit damaging, they also make some sense. A woman like Bai Haitang really cannot live a hard life, but she just doesn't know who she will hook up with next?

Jiang Hanyan was lying on the couch, warmed by the sun, and was drowsy. She didn't see Father Lu tiptoeing to the wall, and poured a bucketful of cinders towards the wall with a sullen face.

"Ah... bah bah bah... what kind of evil spirit..."

Aunt Xu cursed loudly and greeted the eighteenth generation of the Lu family's ancestors one after another. Father Lu did not give in and greeted the thirty-eighth generation of Aunt Xu's ancestors at the wall. Both men and women were cruel people and cursed continuously.

Not even breathing.

"A yaksha like you takes off all your clothes and lies on the street. Even the male dogs won't love you. You can't steal someone even if you want to!" Father Lu cursed with his hands on his hips. Although Bai Haitang was no longer his wife, he couldn't help this female yaksha.

abuse.

"Bah, I am a decent woman from a decent family, stealing from your father!"

"My father doesn't look down on you. My mother is very beautiful."

"You are a living bastard, a bastard who was born to be a cuckold. You cheat on your wife and you still speak for her. You deserve to be whipped by your son!"

"My son was whipped for my father. It is natural for me to whip my son. If you are jealous, come here and ask my son to whip you dozens of times to loosen up your old skin!"

"I won't argue with you scoundrel. You deserve to have green hair on your head and sores on your butt. You pity Bai Haitang so much, so just take her back to live with her. Anyway, you don't think she's dirty!"

Aunt Xu felt that scolding under the wall was not enough, so she moved a ladder and set it up under the wall, climbed up and cursed.

Although Father Lu did not have a ladder, he was not weak in spirit. He refused to give in to a word and even spat on the wall.

Jiang Hanyan watched speechlessly, this scumbag father was indeed a bitch, and Aunt Xu was not a good person either. She was too lazy to care and would stop scolding him when she was tired.

But Lu Chen couldn't listen anymore and went out to shout: "Get out of the quarrel!"

Father Lu immediately shut up, glared at Aunt Xu, and limped back to the house holding on to his waist, thinking in his heart that if Bai Haitang was really willing to come back to live, it would be too late for him to welcome her.

After staying in Fucheng for two days, Jiang Hanyan went back to Jiang's house on the third day. Jiang's father was playing cards with a group of people in the yard, and saw her face changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Why are you back?" Father Jiang asked.

It's best for this rebellious girl not to come back for the rest of her life, and just come back with some money every month.

"Come back and see if you have done anything immoral!"

Jiang Hanyan glared angrily, took out a thousand yuan from his pocket, threw it on the table, and said coldly: "I won't be back during the New Year, so I'll give you this money to spend."

"Only a thousand?"

Jiang's father looked disgusted. What use could a thousand dollars do?

"Forget it if you don't want to."

Jiang Hanyan reached for the money, and Jiang's father immediately held it tight, "Who said no, your mother is in the house, go talk to your mother, and don't disturb me playing cards."

When Jiang Hanyan entered the room, everyone else who was playing cards said with envy: "You are so lucky. Hanyan is pretty and capable. He is still a college student. He gives you money every month. You are much better than your son."

"Just average, a little better than others."

Mr. Jiang's mouth is modest, but his expression is extremely proud. He no longer kills pigs anymore. He drinks, plays cards, and brags every month. He lives a happier life than a god.

The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that the last time he was in that club left a psychological shadow, which made him unable to do well now. A while ago, he went to a beauty salon in the county town and spent fifty yuan to find the most beautiful one, and it was over just after it started.

He died, and he never got up again after that. The fifty dollars was wasted, and I felt so sorry for him.

Only then did Jiang's father realize that his prowess had really faded. Even if he was given four beauties, he would not be able to regain his prominence.

After that, Jiang's father also tried a lot of whips on cattle, horses, donkeys, sheep, dogs, and pigs, but they all had little effect. He went to an old Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe medicine, but it still had no effect. He gave up and became addicted to playing cards.

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Jiang Hanyan also gave Jiang's mother a thousand yuan. Jiang's mother was very happy and enthusiastically allowed her to eat before leaving.

"If you don't want to eat, has Jiang Siyuan been back?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"No, not even a letter, this girl was raised in vain." Jiang's mother curled her lips, and felt that her daughter had a future, so she praised Jiang Hanyan several times.

"I won't be back for the New Year. If Jiang Siyuan comes back, please call me." Jiang Hanyan said.

"Okay, you can take these dried vegetables to eat. I went up to the mountain to pick the tenderest tips."

Jiang Mu took out several bags of dried vegetables, dried bamboo shoots, dried potatoes, dried lettuce, dried wild vegetables, etc. from the cabinet. It was a big bag full. Jiang Hanyan did not refuse. Although Jiang Mu was a bit stupid and couldn't do it, she dried the vegetables.

The taste is very good, the stewed meat is delicious when soaked in water.

After only staying in Fucheng for three days, Jiang Hanyan and Lu Chen returned to Shanghai. Before leaving, they had a heart-to-heart talk with the old woman and gave her five hundred yuan alone, asking her to keep an eye on Father Lu and give her as soon as there was any trouble.

They call.

The old woman happily agreed. Now that her retirement home is gone and she has no other income, she can only rely on Lu Chen and Jiang Hanyan. Five hundred a month is enough for her to live on, and she can still save some.

After returning to Shanghai, Jiang Hanyan picked up Doudou and called Yan Baili.

"Are you back? I'm coming over now."

Yan Baili was more anxious than the last time he called. He arrived less than an hour after hanging up the phone, still looking like a personable elite.

"It's nice for you to live here. It smells like fireworks."

Yan Baili looked at the house. It was the love nest of him and Ji Ruyu. Every floor tile and every decoration was designed by him. The house was still the same house, but the owner had changed.

The furnishings of the house have not changed, but there have been some changes. When he and Ji Ruyu lived in the past, they rarely cooked at home, and there were no children at home. Both of them were busy people, working nine to five, and staying at home.

We don’t have much time. It’s said to be a home, but it’s actually more like a hotel.
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