The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Jiang Laoshi understood immediately upon hearing this, his daughter was right.

The doctor also said, the elderly lady just left the operating room, and the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet.

She can't regain consciousness.

It's pointless for him to stay here; he's not as thoughtful as his wife, and not as good at caring for people.

Rather than idly watching his elderly mother, it's better to do something he ought to.

This time, he absolutely wouldn't let his older brother evade this issue so easily.

He could tolerate his brother many times before, but this time his brother went too far, Jiang Laoshi was angry.

Fan Xiuying glanced at her husband's face, dark like the bottom of a pot, knowing her daughter was stirring things up.

However, what happened today also made her a bit angry inside.

Everything lands on their family; what's the use of this older brother, except for finding trouble whenever something happens?

Fortunately, their daughter, son-in-law, and son were reliable. If not for the son-in-law, where would they get the money this time? Their pooled money covered the surgery but wasn't enough for the elderly lady's subsequent hospital expenses.

Fan Xiuying was certainly aware of their family's finances.

She sighed, sat outside, staring blankly at the elderly lady.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and the others went straight home by car.

Jiang Lei continued driving to take his father to their uncle's place since he had nothing else to do.

He went with his father, making him more confident, besides, he was particularly indignant.

This uncle and aunt kept finding trouble for no reason, causing such a ruckus when they were not at home.

The grandmother is so old already, aren't they really worried about something happening to her?

Such a heartless bunch.

Jiang Xiaoxiao got out of the car and sighed, Song Moting pinched her nose.

"Don't sigh and mope, so young and sighing already? Don't worry, I'm here!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao grabbed Song Moting's big hand, prying open one finger at a time,

"Mr. Song, don't you find all the troubles from my family annoying?"

Song Moting held her hand and opened the door, then closed the courtyard gate.

"You, so young and so thoughtful, let me tell you, this isn't trouble. Remember, I have a stepmother and a stepfather who isn't fond of me. That's where the real trouble is. My half-brothers often trouble me too.

Compared to your family's issues, ours are far worse. As long as you don't find me troublesome, I'm already thrilled; would I dare find you troublesome? Plus, your parents are wonderful people."

Song Moting truly didn't think it was cumbersome, or troublesome, who doesn't encounter some problems in life?

Compared to his family's issues, this wasn't a big deal.

Jiang Xiaoxiao kissed Song Moting, "You're really kind, Brother Song. Today, when you brought the money, I was truly touched. Though I also wanted to bring the money to help my parents pay, it feels different having you take the initiative.

It makes me feel like you really treat my parents as your own. Brother Song, in the future, we must live well and ensure our children won't face these kinds of troubles."

Warmth filled Song Moting's eyes as he hugged Jiang Xiaoxiao,

"Silly girl, your parents are my parents; my real mom's gone, my real dad is just like my stepdad. I treat your parents as my own, and in the future, we will care for them.

Let's live well, have lots of children, so they can live happily too.

Our family will never have those annoying relatives, and even if your parents are biased, it'll surely be towards you. I'm overjoyed by that."

Considering the way his in-laws are, it's true.

Jiang Xiaoxiao realized it's accurate.

In this family, her parents always favored her rather than anyone else.

Thinking of this, she burst into laughter.

Seeing his wife finally smile, Song Moting felt relieved.

Jiang Laoshi and Jiang Lei arrived at the dormitory area where Jiang Laocheng lived.

The van parked directly outside Jiang Laocheng's courtyard. They lived in a communal dormitory, but this dormitory was all single-story houses, a whole row of them.

It was dinner time, families had returned home.

The sound of the van immediately caught the neighbors' attention; it was dinner time, so people came out to watch the commotion.

Many neighbors next door knew Jiang Laoshi, as he visited his elderly mother every year during holidays.

Everyone had seen him often and recognized him. After all, who didn't know the elderly lady had a filial son?

Seeing Jiang Laoshi, someone greeted him.

"Oh, Jiang Laoer, visiting your mom? What's the occasion, coming empty-handed at this time?"

The person saying this was clearly trying to stir things up.

Jiang Laoshi's face was solemn; he came to confront his brother but didn't intend to embarrass him deliberately.

Some things shouldn't be overdone.

"Uncle, Aunt."

Jiang Lei noticed his father's face was on the verge of exploding.

These neighbors really had nothing better to do than enjoy the spectacle.

Jiang Laocheng and Feng Guihua had returned home, calculated for ages, but couldn't gather the 2500 from the savings book.

There were around 1200 on the savings book; they needed to borrow 1300 yuan.

The problem was where to borrow from; their colleagues nearby made borrowing easy but repaying difficult.

Their combined retirement pension was only about 50 yuan.

It would take years to repay even if they didn't eat or drink for a year.

Their eldest son had just married, his wife had given birth to a grandson, the baby was only a few months old.

The eldest son had replaced someone in the factory, but with his meager earnings, even sustaining his small family was hard, let alone supporting them.

The remaining three children were still studying, and the second son behaved poorly too.

They didn't dare borrow.

Feng Guihua suggested to her husband,

"I see the surgery can't be delayed, even if we don't send money, there's nothing the second son can do. He'll surely borrow to cover the debt, and once he does, we'll wash our hands of it, claiming we can't produce the money no matter what. Can the second son really force us?"

"You know nothing, haven't you seen how agitated the second son was today? You know his temperament. Don't be fooled by his honest demeanor, but once he's angry, nobody can stop him. If he really goes to the eldest's factory and sits in the office, wouldn't the management intervene, do you want the eldest to lose his job?"

Feng Guihua turned away, "How can you blame me? Even if he loses his job, it's still your fault. Why'd you leave so abruptly, dragging the elderly lady and causing her heart attack?"

"Enough, stop saying such things; I'm already regretting it. At this point, we must borrow money. Let me tell you, if the second really gets angry, nobody can stop him. You don't know; when I was bullied, the second directly bloodied someone's head with a brick. Since then, everyone avoided the second."

Thinking about it, Jiang Laocheng felt anxious.

He knew his brother well, don't push him.

Push too hard, and even God can't help.

He knew he was wrong this time; he shouldn't have let the elderly become like this.

He also felt some regret.

He knew how his mother treated him; he wasn't ignorant.

Emotionally and ethically, he was a person.

If he didn't contribute the money, he would feel guilty.

Nobody is innately unfilial.

Feng Guihua wouldn't relent.

"Let me tell you, Jiang Laocheng, don't play the hero here; you know our family's situation. The second hasn't married yet, the third and fourth are still studying, the household constantly needs money. If you rack up debt, I'm telling you, life will be impossible."

Jiang Laocheng glared, "How impossible? Do you plan on divorcing your husband? Look at your age, do you think you can say such things?"

The couple shut the door, arguing loudly at home.

They argued all afternoon without conclusion, until they heard Jiang Lei's voice outside.