1990s: Spring Water Family

Chapter 69 Your Little Lover Has Been Scammed

"Okay, come in with me."

Although Lin Xiyu was reluctant to sell the bed, she was forced by life's circumstances to force a smile and bring the person home.

Wang Fan peeked from outside the door until Fan Wei directed people to load the bed onto the truck. Only then did he get on his motorcycle, follow behind, and leave Donghua Street.

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The bed was moved away, leaving a large empty space in the living room, which looked rather desolate and made people feel uneasy.

Seeing that her grandmother was in low spirits, Lin Xiyu very obediently swept away the dust that had accumulated under the bed for many years with a broom, and then mopped it several times.

"Xi Yu, stop busying yourself."

Grandma looked at her sensible granddaughter with a smile, her eyes gentle: "Go call your aunt and tell her the bed has been sold. Help her persuade your cousin to stop making a fuss and go back to work at the soy sauce factory."

"Ah."

Lin Xiyu obediently agreed, rinsed the mop clean, and then went to the phone booth to call her aunt.

"Why do we have to sell beds?!"

“Selling clothes can make a lot of money, much better than working in a soy sauce factory, why can’t you trust me just this once?”

My cousin was on a hunger strike at home when she heard that the bed had been sold. She reacted very strongly, crying and making a scene.

"If you want to sell clothes, you can, but first prove that you have the ability to make money."

The aunt, exasperated by her tantrums, resorted to her trump card: "On the condition that you can't quit your job until you've earned enough for a month's living expenses and proven that you can support yourself."

"Okay, you said it yourself."

My cousin stubbornly confronted my aunt: "As long as I can earn four hundred yuan a month, you have to let me quit my job. You can't back out."

"When has your mother ever gone back on her word?"

The aunt was certain she couldn't do it, and said confidently, "Don't even think about those crooked ideas. If you dare to skip work, I'll break your legs."

"I will not skip work."

My cousin is determined to fight to the end: "I'll set up a stall at the night market, I'll work myself to the bone, I'll prove you're wrong with my actions."

"You brat!" Auntie was both anxious and angry. "You dare to go to the night market?"

"Wasn't it you who forced me into this?"

My cousin yelled at the top of her lungs, "I'm going to live with my grandma, and I won't come back until I've earned enough money."

"Go ahead, go ahead."

The aunt angrily chased her away with a broom: "Your grandma's bed has been sold, so if you want to go, go sleep on the floor."

"I'd rather sleep on the floor than suffer at home."

My cousin wasn't about to wait to get beaten up. She quickly put on her shoes and rushed out of the house.

"Ugh."

Hearing the argument between the mother and daughter, Lin Xiyu sighed softly and put down the phone.

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As evening fell, Wang Fan followed Fan Wei, figured out his background, and returned to the internet cafe with great pride.

"I asked you to deliver some money, and you've been doing it all afternoon. You're only just getting back now. Did you fall into the moat?"

Gu Bin had been working all afternoon, repairing all the computers in the internet cafe. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink a sip of water. When he saw Gu Bin saunter in, Gu Bin kicked him in annoyance.

"Gu Bin, you have to thank me this time."

Wang Fan quickly dodged and sat down next to him on the sofa: "If it weren't for me, your little lover would have been ripped off."

"What happened to her?"

Gu Bin, who had been exhausted all afternoon, rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache, after hearing this.

He picked up a bottle of soda from the coffee table and bit it open with his teeth.

"You don't know yet, right?"

Wang Fan reached out and snatched it, taking a sip himself first: "What her family lacks is more than ten thousand yuan. When I delivered the money to her this afternoon, I happened to see her grandmother selling her old antique bed. Luckily, I went there and followed the antique dealer to his antique shop. I heard him boasting to others that this bed could fetch at least 5 yuan after being resold."

(End of this chapter)