Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 763 There Are No Good People in Jail

Ma Xiangfu felt overwhelmed when he heard this. This is what the third brother said when he came back.

It is said that there is a businessman who is willing to buy Fumai at a high price.

Willing to offer 10 million.

It turned out to be fake, and the son got slapped in the face, but still begged people to buy it with a smug look on his face.

The second brother came back with businessmen, two Audis, and several executives.

The asking price is 50 million.

He thought the matter was settled.

This angered Ye Changqing, who lowered the price to 10,000.

He threw away his old face, brought up his ancestors, and begged Ye Changqing to give him a high price.

As soon as the deal was done, the boss came back and said that there was a foreign businessman willing to offer a high price.

He felt that he could no longer bear the back and forth tug-of-war: "Boss, I have agreed on the price, one million.

Don't say anything, just wait for the money to be divided."

one million?

Wang Weiguo was furious when he heard this: "Dad, Fumai has been passed down for more than 110 generations, and its value is beyond your imagination.

Dad, you have never been out and have never seen the outside world.

You don't understand anything.

Don't say anything, I'll handle everything!"

Ma Xiangfu's eyelids twitched wildly as he listened to this. The lessons from the second and third brothers were too profound.

The two brothers had already lowered the price of Fumai to 100,000 yuan. If this continued, people might not even be willing to pay 10,000 yuan.

He said with a dark face: "Son, don't tell me this.

You don’t know if you have never suffered a loss.

A deal worth 100 million was agreed upon, and people must be honest."

Ma Weiguo said nonchalantly: "Dad, you are old and don't know anything.

What you call integrity is a joke.

The whole world is trying to develop the economy and make money.

You are talking to me about integrity here.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you all this, so don't say a word now.

I'm in charge of this matter, and I guarantee that the price will be higher than one million, much higher."

Ma Weiguo frowned and said, "Son, I'm just old, not stupid, I..."

Ma Weiguo said coldly: "Do you still think you are very smart?

You're still not convinced, are you?

Let me ask you one question: why are there four of us brothers living well, but no one is providing for us in our old age?

Why isn't anyone paying you alimony?"

Ma Weiguo's face turned pale. He had four sons, including a master's degree, a graduate student, and a doctorate.

There are managers, technology elites, big bosses, and officials.

But no one gave him alimony.

This incident is a scar in his heart.

He didn't dare tell anyone in the village that he was going to cut mugwort to sell for money. Others asked him why he worked so hard when he had several capable sons.

He answered helplessly: "I just like to work. I can't sit idle. I feel uncomfortable all over when I am idle." He himself found this way of answer ridiculous.

In this world, not to mention humans, even cattle and horses know how to get a good rest.

What's more, he is a person with normal IQ.

Now that his eldest son had exposed his wounds, he suddenly became emotional: "Isn't it because I gave money to my youngest son?

What do you mean by this?

Ma Weiguo was also very excited. He asked his friends abroad to help him inquire about the matter of Fumai.

I owe you such a big favor.

The buyer was contacted and came quickly.

My friend said it was all for his sake.

The key is that the price offered by this foreign businessman is high.

At this time, no matter what, he had to get the right to speak, regardless of the presence of outsiders, he said angrily: "We worked hard to earn the money. We spend it on you, this is to show our filial piety to you.

You didn't want to spend a penny and gave it all to that bastard in jail.

We were honoring you, but ended up honoring him.

So we all stopped your alimony.

Because our money is not used on you.

What I mean is, why don’t you understand the truth after all these years?

The problem is you.

The result was that we brothers did not support the elderly, which became a joke.

I beg you, please stop making a fool of yourself."

Ma Xiangfu trembled when he heard this: "I raised you all this age, it's only right that you support me and give me alimony.

Because I am your father.

It is only right that I spend money on my youngest son because he is my son.

I am relieved and happy that you are doing well.

But I can't ignore my little son. I am a father and I have a heart of my own.

I did nothing wrong, I didn’t make a fool of myself.”

Ma Xiangfu's thin body was trembling, his dim old eyes were shining, and when he spoke, spit was spraying everywhere.

It seemed as if he had used up all his strength to say what was stuck in his heart.

Ma Weiguo was so angry that he was speechless. After a pause, he said, "You are so stubborn and insist on being right.

I'm too lazy to tell you about this.

Let’s not talk about this anymore. In the future, the four of us brothers will still not give you alimony.

If you want to support your little son, buy him chicken legs and cigarettes, then earn money and buy them yourself. If you earn money and realize how hard it is to earn, you won't be so stubborn!

Ma Xiangfu gritted his teeth and said, "I have hands. As long as I have breath, I will make money. I can support my son.

My youngest son won't cost you a penny.

Don't worry about it.

You just need to take care of your own children."

All four of his sons were admitted to college, and he spent all his money to support them.

I also borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends.

The younger son also had good grades, but he learned that the family owed too much money.

He refused to go to school no matter what.

I have to farm at home.

The younger son is considerate and caring, and is even willing to take on the heavy work at home for him.

He felt that he would be willing to die for a son like this.

However, these four sons, who were highly educated and had become social elites, increasingly disappointed him.

The more you learn, the more selfish you become and the less you understand reason.

He occasionally wondered whether it was right or wrong to send them to school.

Next to him, Ye Changqing heard the quarrel and heard Ma Xiangfu doing this for his youngest son who was in jail.

He felt quite uncomfortable.

He had also been in jail. His parents raised their daughter for him and had to endure the trouble caused by Jin Yurong. Jin Xin brought people to their house to smash and threaten them.

The scene of me first meeting my parents flashed through my mind: their white hair, the sadness between their brows, and their excitement when they saw me.

Looking at Ma Xiangfu who was one meter away, he sighed in his heart that this old man was a good father.

Ma Weiguo nodded: "Okay, you are doing this for a useless son.

Abandoned the four of us.

I just don't know how you calculated the account.

I am a department director, which means I am on the road to a career in politics.

The second son is a real estate boss, and the third son is a business manager, managing more than a dozen people.

The fourth child is a doctor.

Each of the four sons you gave up is a social elite.

You gave up four elites for a useless one.

Will you settle the account?

I am really getting old and confused!"

Tears welled up in Ma Xiangfu's dim old eyes, as if in the blink of an eye.

It will flow down.

He murmured, "They are all my sons, they are all my sons. Although he is in jail, he is not useless.

He is just too kind and considerate of me.

He went to jail because of me and because of Fu Mai.

If those people hadn't wanted to convert the farmland where wheat was grown into a farm resort.

I won't quarrel with those people, and he won't beat them up to protect me.

He won't go to jail.

He’s not a loser, he’s a good kid.”

Ma Weiguo didn't want to continue the conversation. He wanted to quickly end the topic of family and said unhappily, "Okay, now I'm done, can I go to jail?

I tell you, there are no good people in prison.

Not only did he affect the reputation of the Ma family, but because he was in jail, I couldn't pass the political review, otherwise I would have been promoted long ago.

Let’s not talk about this now.

Foreign businessmen have come, flying all the way from abroad. They are sincere and offer high prices.

I'm in charge of Fumai's business. Sell it to foreign investors!"