He Mingxue panicked.

Over the years, Jiang Jiandang has spent a lot of money on them for food, drink and clothing.

If you can get it back?

Where can they afford it?

"This has nothing to do with us, it was given voluntarily by Teacher Jiang!" He Mingxue's face was pale and his teeth were itchy. "Everyone can prove that Teacher Jiang voluntarily gave it! Why should we return it?"

Jiang Jiandang's face was also ugly, "What nonsense are you talking about! I voluntarily funded the money, and your mother knows it!"

"My mother knows? Do you have any evidence?"

Jiang Feng smiled, "Article XNUMX of the Civil Code stipulates that co-owners have joint ownership of jointly-owned real or movable properties. Husbands and wives have equal rights to deal with common property, but my mother has never agreed with you to sponsor them, yes You have been using your own money to subsidize my mother's objections, Dad, and my mother paid the mortgage. Even if you gave the down payment at the beginning, half of the house belongs to my mother. The loan money You also have to return it, and if you add it all up, there should be more than XNUMX..."

Two hundred thousand?

Jiang Feng was so angry that his whole head was buzzing.

How could he get more than XNUMX yuan!

He didn't even have a hundred dollars in his pocket.

If you have a little money, you can use it all to help others!

For so many years, he never thought about money or not.

There is food, drink and housing, and he does not need to pay the mortgage.

At this time, when he came into contact with these all of a sudden, Jiang Jiandang panicked.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about! Your mother and I are just angry! Who said we're going to get divorced! You should avoid getting divorced in front of her in the future! We have a very good relationship!"

"Ha ha."

"What's your attitude! You are not allowed to persuade your mother to divorce! How can other people's children take the initiative to persuade others to divorce like you? Did you hear me!?"

"impossible."

Jiang Feng glanced at him contemptuously, "My mother has already made up her mind on this marriage. I kindly tell you that I will also help my mother find a lawyer."

"you!!!"

Jiang Jiandang was completely angry, and the anger in his heart slammed, and he wanted to slap him with a slap.

Can break free a few times, but can not break free.

In an instant, Jiang Jiandang's face flushed red.

I don't know if I'm ashamed or angry.

"Why, Dad wants to hit me?" Jiang Feng's tone was calm, and he shook off his hand fiercely, "Unfortunately, I have grown up."

He is not the original owner.

No longer longing for this little bit of fatherly love.

The child who had longed for his father's attention had completely gone.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng also lost the last bit of patience with Jiang Jiandang, and said coldly, "It's impossible for you to beat me like you did when you were young."

The indifference in Jiang Feng's eyes stabbed Jiang Jiandang's heart like a knife.

The undisguised disgust and indifferent hatred poured into his heart like a basin of cold water.

This son... hate him for being a dad?

When this thought appeared in Jiang Jiandang's mind, he was shocked.

how can that be possible!

To be a son, only listen to the words of the father!

Why do you still hate him as a father?

But this was the first time Jiang Jiandang saw such an expression from his son's eyes, and it still shocked him.

"you……"

"..."

Jingling's class bell rang, Jiang Feng looked at him in a state of despair, and sneered, "Don't go to class yet? How long do you want to stay here?"

……

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I don't know if it was because of XNUMX yuan or something else. Not long after Jiang Feng returned home, the doorbell rang outside the door.

Song Lin put the prepared meal on the table, wiped her hands, and said curiously, "Son, there are guests in our house? Who is coming? Go and open the door."

Chapter 17 "The Great Man is My Dad" XNUMX

Jiang Feng didn't move.

You can guess who is coming with your toes.

Jingle Bell--

The doorbell continued to ring again.

"What are you doing, you child..." Song Lin looked at Jiang Feng who was motionless, and had no choice but to open the door by herself.

"mom."

Jiang Feng suddenly stopped her.

"What's the matter, son?" Song Lin stopped and turned around.

Under the light, Jiang Feng's face was dark and unclear.

"About the divorce, Mom, you won't change your mind, will you? I've already found a lawyer for you. We must recover the divorce property. You will go to the bank tomorrow for the mortgage loan you paid."

The light was slightly warm, but Jiang Feng's whole person seemed to be surrounded by a cold air, and his eyes were full of dark and sullen aura that could not be dissolved.

"He subsidizes others, it makes no sense for us to pay for him!"

Song Lin was stunned for a moment. Seeing her son's suppressed anger, she was shocked.

The Jiang Feng in front of her was very different from the son she remembered.

The son in my memory will always be Yang's smiling face with sunshine, and his whole body is full of happiness.

But I don't know when it started...

The son has changed.

He hadn't laughed in a long time.

He became more and more sensitive, more and more tantrums.

Like a sensitive hedgehog, stab others and hurt yourself.

But only Song Lin knew that he didn't read books, deliberately failed in exams, and even dyed his hair just to attract his father's attention.

Song Lin was very distressed.

How does she pay attention to her son, but when his son grows up, he needs his father.

She could only endure for her son.

Even, the son's only wish is to hope that his father can cook him a bowl of noodles.

But for so many years, every year, Jiang Jiandang has been accompanying other people's children.

In the past, the wind was so sunny, and the results were so good!

Does he want more?

He didn't want much at all.

Now, Song Lin clearly understood one thing from Jiang Feng's eyes—

He doesn't need his father anymore.

"Mom won't."

Song Lin's nose was sour, she walked over and hugged Jiang Feng distressedly, "Don't worry, son, you will always be number one in mother's heart. If you want to recover the money and file a lawsuit, mother will listen to you!"

"it is good."

……

Jiang Jiandang outside the door looked at the closed door and paced impatiently at the door.

He has already come in person, what else does this woman want?

He straightened his clothes nervously and coughed a few times.

"Song Lin, open the door! I'm the founding party!"

"Song Lin! Hurry up and open the door!"

There was no movement inside.

There were footsteps, but there was no intention to open the door.

Jiang Jiandang was not happy.

He came by himself!

What else does she want! ?

Just when he lost his patience and was about to knock on the door, the door opened with a creak.

"What are you doing here?"

Behind the door is Song Lin's gentle face.

Her hair was in a low ponytail, she wore an apron, and her clothes were clean.

After a few days of not seeing her, her complexion seemed to be getting better.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiandang felt the slightest waves in his heart.

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