Chapter 64
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In fact, many things happened when Jian Ai was very young, and Jian Ai should not have been impressed. However, after the rebirth, Jian Ai clearly remembered everything after her birth.
At the moment, everyone fell into silence, because the things Jian Ai said were facts and no one could deny them.
The sacrifices and concessions Wang Yunmei has made in order to maintain the pitiful family love over the years are nothing but self-indulgence. These so-called relatives are like vampires, and they can't wait to gnaw on her bones.
Jian Ai glanced at the old lady and Wang Yunfa lightly, and seeing that they were silent, she said quietly, "Grandma and uncle, my mother has done a lot for you over the years, and I don't ask you to repay, but at least I know it's enough. Let’s compare our hearts to each other, after all, there is the same blood on the body, no matter how weak the relationship is, but at least the bones are connected to the tendons, I have to call you grandma and uncle, don’t you?”
When the words were over, Jian Ai slightly straightened her body, took a sip of the cold tea on the table, and then continued: "My uncle is grandma's son, grandma loves him dearly, for fear that he won't be able to find a wife or get married, We all understand this. After all, he is also my mother's younger brother, and my mother is equally worried about him, but you can't just ask her to take money just because my mother is easy to handle. "
"Isn't there nothing we can do..." The old lady sighed faintly, as if she knew what Jian Ai said was wrong, and even her tone softened by three points.
Seeing that her mother's attitude seemed to have changed, Wang Yunmei's heart softened again. She was about to speak, but she felt that her daughter was holding her hand with a little force. Before she could think about it, Jian Ai said directly: " As I said just now, my family does have the money, but I don’t lend it. Grandma also don’t think my granddaughter is heartless, because I really can’t believe that my uncle can return the money to my family. After all, this money is my mother’s hard work. Earn, you don't feel bad for her, but I still feel bad for her."
Wang Yunfa was not happy when he heard this, but before he could get angry, Jian Ai said again, "But you can exchange things for them."
"Change?" Wang Yunfa frowned, as if he didn't understand what Jian Ai meant: "What to change?"
The old lady was also muttering, and Wang Yunmei didn't know what her daughter was trying to do.
But Jian Ai was indifferent from the beginning to the end. From the moment she sat on the sofa, she invisibly grasped the rhythm and initiative of the conversation. The corner of her lips twitched, she looked at Wang Yunfa and said, "Isn't there a house left by your grandma in Nancheng, my uncle? You can exchange the deed for that house."
Wang Yunfa was still puzzled, but when he heard Jian Ai's words, he snorted coldly: "How much money can I exchange for that broken house?"
Nancheng was originally the poorest district in Baiyun City, and the housing price was already very low. The old lady left the big house to her eldest son. The yard that Wang Yunfa got was very small, and it was worth 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.
And what he needs to get married is a building. Even if he buys it in the Bell Tower District, an ordinary building of 60 square meters will start at 100,000.
That's why he reacted like this when Jian Ai said that he should exchange the deed of the broken house. Because the actual value of the house simply cannot meet his current needs.
"Uncle's house alone is definitely not worth much, but isn't there another place for uncle?" Jian Ai put her arms around her chest, leaned against the corner of the sofa, and said faintly.
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