Jiang Wenshu was like a small beast that had no choice but to fight. His entire body was covered in thorns, ready to defend himself at any moment. Even if this result was to wound the enemy himself and injure himself, he wouldn't mind.
In the end, it was Mother Jiang who pulled her away. She did not expect that Jiang Wenshu, who only knew how to be "good, good," would be so angry today, but it would be bad if she caused such a ruckus that even the police would be called over. If she forced her into a corner, there would be no good outcome.
"Why do you think you should lower yourself to them?" Mother Jiang wiped the table clean and pulled the person up. "It's not like you don't know who your aunts are."
Jiang Wenshu was still unable to calm his anger. "Why do we have to keep giving them money? Who knows if the account books are real or not? These past few years, what kind of days have our family lived? What kind of days have they lived?" Since we've already given them the money, do we not have to live on anymore? "
"Your aunt has also helped us a lot before …" Mother Jiang did not want to bring up the past again, "Forget it, we'll just give them the money this time. I've always kept the debts of the past few years in mind. We'll settle them together then."
"We should have done this since long ago, as expected of the people who left. Ever since father left, how all the relatives treated us, it's just that it's easy to bully them, every time they tried to persuade me to stop this incident. If you want me to say it, then you should force it out and let them know that our family isn't that easy to bully."
"We're all relatives, and we still have to get along in the future. It's not good to fall out and make things too complicated."
Jiang Wangshu helped to take the cup to the kitchen to wash. "I don't want to get involved with poor relatives like us."
Mother Jiang warned him, "You can't tell Fu if you hear about this. This is our family's matter. If you let him know, he'll definitely secretly give the money to your aunt. Don't let him spend it on us again."
"I know. I won't tell him." He paused for a moment before continuing, "I still have some money, turn around and I'll help you."
"I don't want it, I have it here. Keep the flowers for yourself, it's expensive outside, don't be too reluctant to spend it."
Jiang Wenshu wiped his hands, took an apple, and took a bite as he mumbled, "I can't spend much money on that. I can just eat two mouthfuls of breakfast at any time, eat at the company's cafeteria at noon, and have another meal at the office at night. Basically, I can't spend much money."
"You can't always work overtime." After packing up, Mother Jiang suddenly remembered something and asked about the meeting today, "That young man is not bad, right?" I've met one once, a top student. He's gentle and refined, and I think he's doing pretty well. "
She almost choked to death with a mouthful of apple, thumping her chest to swallow, not knowing whether to laugh or to be angry. "Don't hope for this, I'm going to find a Virgin who hasn't been in love, saying I've been in love and I don't like me."
"Did he really say that?"
"How could your daughter lie to you?"
"He doesn't like my daughter even though he's like that? Who the hell did he think he was? Do you find me unworthy? "I …" Mother Jiang picked up the kitchen knife and cut the apple into half with a knife, as if she was venting her anger. "If you don't like him, then so do we. He looked pretty good when he was young — how come he's crooked when he's growing up?"
Jiang Wenshu looked at his mother with a funny expression. "Didn't you just praise her just now?" "Is this bad?"
Mother Jiang was rendered speechless. Her fingers flicked on her forehead, "Damn girl, you even dare to make fun of your mother!"
In the living room, Jiang Wangshu's phone kept ringing. She begged for mercy as she ran out of the kitchen and picked up the phone. It was a call for the new life. She went to the balcony and picked up the call. "Hello, who is this?"
"I can't even make out my voice?"
"You?" She looked at the number again, closed the balcony door, and lowered her voice. "How did you get my number?"
"Isn't it easy to get your number? Where are you? You didn't come home today, but stayed out for the night? "With a man?"
"It has nothing to do with you!"
"What has this got nothing to do with me?" Zhou Rui sat on the flying window as the wind blew in from outside. He finished the last mouthful of wine in the beer can, squashed the can, and threw it on the ground.
Her arms were covered in goosebumps and she couldn't hold her phone steady. "I don't accept it! I've warned you many times, stay away from me. I already have someone I like. "
Zhou Rui narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Is it that man from last time? He taught you to swim. You like him? Does he like you? "
Teach her to swim, he said, and he knew it.
Jiang Wenshu held onto the railing, his voice trembling. "You've been following me this whole time? You were there when I went out the other day? "
"There were two men that day. One was there to pick you up, and the other was there to teach you how to swim. I didn't expect you to be so capable. Two people at the same time?"
She couldn't bear to listen any longer. She hung up the phone, gripped it tightly for a moment, then slowly released it as it slipped from her palm and fell from the sixth floor.