Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Yang's angry hands clenched into fists.

His facial expression became ferocious because of anger.

The forced smile made him look even more ferocious.

"I remember last year during the Spring Festival, Minmin said you gave me two hundred yuan as a new year's gift?"

Xia Chutang tilted her head, seemingly innocently, and asked quietly: "Auntie, grandpa, right?"

"This kid Minmin is talking nonsense."

Yang Gao couldn't bear to spend two hundred, so he immediately denied it: "I just gave him ten yuan."

Upon hearing this answer, Aunt Zhao's eyes darkened.

During the Spring Festival last year, she went to Zhao Lanying's house to cook. When she was going to the toilet, she heard Yang Gao say that he would give Zhang Minmin a red envelope of 200 yuan.

This is simply talking nonsense.

Aunt Zhao wanted to speak, but her granddaughter's hand held her down.

Just listen to the girl continue to say: "Then let's count it as ten yuan. My mother is 40 years old this year, and I am 17 years old. They give me 10 yuan a year as new year's money. In total... uncle, you should give us 570 yuan. Calculate it as a lucky number. , can you just give me six hundred yuan?"

After settling the account, Xia Chutang stretched out her hand and smiled slightly: "Grandpa, congratulations on getting rich. Bring me the red envelope."

"Tangtang... I came out in a hurry today and didn't bring so much money."

Yang Gao wanted to strangle the girl in front of him and suppressed his anger, "Next time, next time I come, I will definitely..."

"Tch, it turns out that my aunt is not sincere at all."

Xia Chutang waved her hand in the air with a look of disgust.

It goes without saying that the words sound difficult to say: "I keep saying I want to apologize, but I don't want to pay a dime."

He turned around and said, "Grandma, it doesn't matter whether my mother forgives my aunt, but I won't forgive her!"

Mrs. Zhao had already seen what her granddaughter meant.

His face immediately sank, "Yang Gao, you came to the door in the middle of the night and kept saying sorry, but you were not even willing to give the child a red envelope. I think this apology is just for show."

"No, eldest sister..."

Yang Gao quickly explained: "I really didn't bring any money. It's not that I didn't want to give it."

Xia Chutang added fuel to the fire and asked, "Okay, when can you give me the 600 yuan red envelope?"

"This one……"

Yang Gao was just trying to make a big pie, so why did he ever think about actually paying for it?

He looked embarrassed: "Tangtang, it's not that I don't want to give it, our unit hasn't paid wages yet. In this way, after wages are paid, even if I don't eat or drink, I will give you and your mother a red envelope, okay?"

"Okay." The girl agreed generously.

Yang Gao was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Xia Chutang open the door of the house, "Then let's wait until my aunt and grandpa wrap up the red envelope and then we can talk."

"No, Tangtang..."

"Yang Gao, it's too late, you should go back first."

The old lady pushed and pushed her, not polite at all: "We're going to have a rest."

"No, eldest sister..."

Bang - the door slammed shut, and Yang Gao's nose was hit.

"good very good!"

Yang Gao looked at the door of the house with evil eyes and muttered, "Don't be shameless, then we'll see!"

Yang Gao murmured in a low voice, turned around and left angrily.

Inside the house, the grandfather and grandson pressed their faces against the door, clearly hearing what the old man outside had just said to himself.

Aunt Zhao was also angry, and she was more surprised: "I thought Yang Gao was a good person... I didn't expect him to be so bad."

What else do you mean by 'shameless'?

Could it be that her family had to accept it unconditionally as long as they apologized for anything they had done wrong?

Xia Chutang picked up the paper cup on the table, threw it into the trash can, and said, "Grandma, haven't you heard that old saying?"

"Which old saying?"

"Two kinds of people can't sleep under the same bed!"

"..."

The clock was already pointing to 11 o'clock, and Xia Chutang quickly took a bath and rested.

After Aunt Zhao lay down, she began to recall the past.

Looking back carefully, every time Zhao Lanying insulted her and her daughter and granddaughter, Yang Gao was often there.

Although he did not participate, didn't his default agreement mean that he agreed with Zhao Lanying's behavior?

And when Li Jun gave up his studies and went to the mountains, didn't Yang Gao know about this?

If he knew, why didn't he dissuade him?

Later, when Li Hui returned to work, Yang Gao had no suggestions.

Even when Zhao Lanying said that teachers should be replaced by salespersons, Yang Gao said, "I will definitely not be hungry in the future"...

And the weirdest thing.

When Zhao Lanying took her and her children in at first, she didn't hate them so much.

Even when Li Hui and Li Jun went to school, Zhao Lanying helped register the children.

When... did Zhao Lanying start hating them to the core?

……

At six o'clock in the morning, Xia Chu's sugar biological clock woke her up on time.

After a brief wash, I took my English vocabulary book and prepared to go to Lu Chengyuan's house to make coffee.

Who knew that grandma got up earlier than she did.

"Grandma, why did you get up so early?"

Xia Chutang walked to the kitchen and saw that her grandma had already pickled chili peppers in the pickled cabbage jar. More than two hundred kilograms of chili peppers had been marinated in a jar full.

"Grandma, didn't you agree that I would help you wash the tub? Why did you finish it yourself?"

"As I get older, I sleep less. If I can't sleep, I get up and do the work."

The old lady was telling lies with dark circles under her eyes.

"Why did you get up so early? It's not time for school yet, right?"

"I'm going to help Doctor Lu make coffee and make breakfast."

"..."

The granddaughter's calm attitude makes it difficult for Aunt Zhao to criticize.

I had no choice but to say: "Then watch the time and don't delay going to school."

"I know." Xia Chutang opened the door and went out.

Xia Chutang quickly prepared four breakfasts this morning.

When Lu Chengyuan got up, he saw that the girl was ready to leave.

"Why is it so early today?" Lu Chengyuan checked the time, 6.30:.

Xia Chutang put two extra pieces of fried egg toast on the plate, brought another cup of coffee, and smiled: "My mother is going to the newspaper office today, and I plan to help her with makeup."

"By the way, Doctor Lu, I used two of your eggs and made breakfast for my mother and grandma. Do you mind?"

Lu Chengyuan picked up the steaming aromatic coffee on the table and raised his hand: "You can use whatever I have here."

"Thank you, Doctor Lu!" Xia Chutang was happy.

Last night, Zhao Lanying went crazy and cursed, which probably had no effect on Lu Chengyuan...

"Then I'll go first."

The girl took the plate and coffee, opened the door, and asked again before going out: "Doctor Lu, why is the cup I used a few days ago gone? Did you throw it away?"

Lu Chengyuan paused while holding the coffee cup, lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I accidentally broke it."

"That's it, then I'll be relieved." Xia Chutang let out a long sigh.

She thought Lu Chengyuan disliked her for using the cup and threw it away.

The door closed and Lu Chengyuan finished his breakfast gracefully.

After drinking the last drop of coffee, I stood up and opened the top layer of the drawer.

A test bag with a biochemical mark was taken out from it, and there was a coffee cup inside...

When Xia Chutang saw the clothes her mother was wearing, her eyebrows knitted together: "Mom, you won't just wear this outfit to report for duty, will you?"

A gray suit and a pair of flared trousers, paired with a pair of black low thick-heeled lace-up shoes.

Make women look like they came from the 1980s.

"This is my only suit."

Li Hui pulled down the hem of her clothes and looked in the mirror, "It's quite stable."

Xia Chutang pinched her eyebrows: "Mom, it's 1995 now. You look really stable, like a 60-year-old old lady."

"Not that old-fashioned, are you?"

Li Hui pointed to her floral shirt and asked, "Why don't you change your suit into a shirt?"

"Mom, wait a moment."

Xia Chutang entered the house and took out a beige long skirt with a waistband from the cabinet, "Wear this!"

Li Hui's eyes widened, "Go and report and wear a skirt? No, no, no..."

"Mom, you believe me."

Xia Chutang grabbed her mother's arm and said seriously: "It's popular in the city to dress like this recently! Sit down and I'll comb your hair!"

"You kid, you've cut your own hair, and you're still going to comb my hair?"

Li Hui smiled angrily, not believing that her daughter could comb her hair, but she still cooperated and sat down, "Hurry up, don't make yourself late for school."

"Mom, don't worry, you'll be fine soon!"

Xia Chutang took out the black clips, hair gel and other items that she brought back from Ma Yumei's barber shop, quickly grabbed a strand of hair and began to style her mother's hair...