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Jiang Yizhou was indeed a bit hungry and couldn't wait for his mother to heat up the dishes, so he started eating.
"Son, how are you handling Xiao Juan's situation?" his mother asked, getting to the key issue.
Jiang Qingyu had been coming around too frequently, which made her a bit annoyed. A few dollars here and there could be overlooked, but such a large sum of money—did he think their family was made of money? Their son's money didn't come easily.
"About that matter, it's not a big deal. I think it's better to refuse. Mom, since our family became prosperous and built a house, how many people have come to borrow money? And there are those looking for jobs through connections, right?"
Gao Qingzhen calculated roughly on her fingers, "Not many, really. Your mom is quite shrewd. I don't entertain those who expect to borrow a large sum without intending to pay it back. Just like your cousin who borrowed five thousand from us to build a house—you're not unfamiliar with your Uncle's family!"
Jiang Yizhou felt he might be overthinking it. Having such a sensible mother was truly great. If his mom were the type to give in easily when someone asked for help, Jiang Yizhou wouldn't know what to do besides argue with her. This wasn't like marriage; if a wife could get divorced, could he just return his mother like Nezha returning his physical form?
"This is all the business you've built up; they should earn it themselves!" Gao Qingzhen thought clearly about this. There were plenty of grievances arising from lending money. It seemed reasonable that those who had become wealthy would only build houses in their hometowns and take their families away, only returning during the holidays.
However, for their whole family, Yi Zhou's grandparents couldn't travel far and might not adapt to life outside. Her husband also disliked leaving their hometown, so the idea of moving away faded away.
"Mom, you're doing well. Uncle's family is indeed struggling; you might as well lend them more so they don't have to borrow from everywhere else. Others don't have that much spare cash either, and our family isn't lacking in this regard!"
Jiang Yizhou recalled memories of his uncle Gao Qingfeng, who due to some past experiences had difficulty walking and couldn't do much heavy work. He worked in a factory with Auntie, and every year they spent quite a bit on medication, which delayed his cousin's marriage by two years.
Getting married and building a house had become customary; whether it was a brick house or a two-story building, getting married meant building a house and borrowing money was necessary. This ridiculous practice drove rural housing construction.
Many newly built houses, especially apartments, were often just for show; only two or three rooms were actually lived in while the rest were used as storage or left empty.
As he chatted with his mother back and forth on various topics, his father was not much of a talker but had his own hobbies like smoking and playing cards. Perhaps someone saw him as an easy target and dragged him into playing a few rounds of luck, resulting in him losing everything.
Fortunately, he was not the one managing the money. Over the past few months, he had unknowingly lost over a thousand dollars. When his mother calculated the expenses for him, he was shocked. Then, she decided to give him a small allowance each month, thinking he could earn money from gambling on his own. "How can you waste my son's money so recklessly?" were his mother's exact words.
Because of this, Jiang Maoqiang, who originally held a low status in the family, dared not confront his wife. Their son took after his mother and did not like gambling.
This is probably the trouble of being wealthy; poor people struggle just to get by and have no time to think about the problems that come with wealth. In this family of three, aside from the mother who remained shrewd, both the father and sister had unknowingly changed a lot.
As night deepened, he simply boiled a pot of hot water and washed his hair at the Outside balcony. After that, he went to the room separated from Xiao Ya and quickly wiped himself down before going to bed.
This was also due to the limitations of the room; he couldn't make any noise while showering, let alone hum a tune during such an advanced operation.
...
As expected, Jiang Qingyu came here again. Such a large sum of money was worth her begging for a favor.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Xia Liang asked in the morning. By the time Jiang Yizhou woke up, it was already bright outside. Er Ya was still asleep, unaware of what had happened last night. He had no reservations; after living together for so long in just a few rooms, they all knew there wasn't much privacy. They all dressed quite neatly when sleeping.
"Aunt San, you’re here too. What brings you here so early?" Jiang Yizhou said impatiently; even debt collectors weren't this eager.
"Jiang Yizhou, oh! Jiang Xiaojuan is really unfortunate to encounter such a situation. As her mother, I feel completely inadequate. But Jiang Xiaojuan is still wasting a whole year..."
I think it's you who hasn't received any money sent back for over a year! Jiang Yizhou thought to himself. This was originally his idea—to prevent you from taking advantage of your daughter. In just two or three months, you managed to put her in such a state that she became malnourished and fainted in the hospital. It's truly unbelievable how you've exploited your daughter.
"Aunt San, what are you saying?" Jiang Yizhou pulled out a prepared set of responses. "That internet café is actually run by a friend of mine; I just invested in it. My company focuses on high-tech research; everyone needs at least a high school diploma and work experience, which isn't suitable for Xiao Juan. So I had someone take her there instead; even the Boss is female, so you can rest assured!"
Jiang Yizhou didn't believe she could find out who the Boss was; currently, the management was all handled by Li Yue.
He saw the woman's face change and continued, "However, Aunt San, what you did… really upset the Boss. If it weren't for my sake, Xiao Juan would have been kicked out directly, and you would have had to pay her back!"
Jiang Qingyu immediately felt a bit anxious; they had no idea if they could afford to pay her back!
"But Aunt San, don't worry. How could I let Xiao Juan suffer? I've already discussed it; I will give her some bonuses appropriately in the future. Although it will be a little less, there will still be something!"
His plan was to let Xiao Juan adapt to the Outside world. She had been sheltered before and was completely under her mother's control. If she spent a year or so outside and still couldn't handle it, he wouldn't be able to help her.
No matter what, he couldn't let anyone lose face, especially in matters like this. When helping someone, one should help all the way; otherwise, people like Aunt San, who were prone to gossip, might say something unpleasant.
Listening to Jiang Yizhou's words, Jiang Qingyu could only accept it. He provided an opportunity for them to move forward; how could he not take it? If he dared to refuse directly, it would lead to a confrontation. Since he had given face, they could slowly negotiate later; whatever could be gained would be gained. After all, with nothing else to do, they needed money.
"Mom, I'm full. I'm going back to my room!" Jiang Yizhou only started eating breakfast after the woman left—two bowls of plain rice porridge and a salted duck egg, along with some pickled vegetables.
Seeing that Xiao Ya seemed to be leaning on the table studying inside, he walked over to call her to eat…
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