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Chapter 342 Not making money is the original sin
"Fangfang."

A man's voice came from the receiver.

The woman's name is Fangfang.

Fangfang clutched the phone tightly, "Did my son find it?"

Over there, there was a whistling wind.

"I'm sorry son, I'm sorry you, Fangfang, I have no ability, I can't make money, what's the use of a man who can't make money.

"You're right, I'm really useless.

"But I love you very much."

"Fangfang, I never regret marrying you, I love you."

"Zhang Yang!" Fang Fang got up from the sofa when she heard something wrong, "Where are you? What are you doing?"

"I'm going to jump off the stairs to make amends, Fangfang, farewell."

After the man finished speaking, the phone hung up.

【what's the situation?This dog man is going to commit suicide? 】

[Before committing suicide, I called my wife and said I was going to commit suicide? 】

[Although, I don't think it's right. 】

Fang Fang was so anxious that she almost fell over with her eyes darkened.

With trembling fingers, he pressed the man's phone number and dialed it again.

Jiang Ningning looked at her distressedly.

The phone beeped, but no one answered.

Fangfang turned to look at Jiang Ningning, "What to do, what to do, he is going to commit suicide, what to do?"

With that said, he grabbed the bag and rushed out.

Jiang Ningning grabbed her and asked an irrelevant question, "He said he couldn't make money, so you quarreled because he couldn't make money?"

Jiang Ningning remembered that the little ghost said that since his mother started earning a lot of money, his parents always quarreled.

Fangfang cried anxiously.

"Of course not. It's because of my son's tics. He has no patience with my son. That's why I said to him, why can't I make money because of him?"

Jiang Ningning hummed.

"I know where he is, I'll go with you."

Gratitude poured out of Fangfang's anxious face, "Thank you."

Jiang Ningning hung the phone around her neck, and set off with Fangfang on a scooter.

In a community in Xuancheng.

Zhang Yang stood on the roof.

People from the bottom three floors and the outer three floors surrounded the room tightly.

"Dance, just talk and don't sing fake tricks, if you are a man, you can dance!"

"Don't make a fuss, don't you know that you will be arrested for instigating others to jump off the building now? Shut up your shit mouth."

"Young man, don't be impulsive, calm down."

Noisy voices shouting.

The police have already arrived, pulled the cordon, pulled the airbag, and made all emergency preparations.

As soon as Jiang Ningning and Fang Fang squeezed into the crowd, before they could stand still, an old lady rushed over from the front, pulled Fang Fang's hair and hit her head and face.

"You bitch, bitch! You give back my grandson, you give me back my son!"

Fangfang was caught off guard by her hair being pulled, and she bent over and shouted, "Mom, mom, let go, let go."

The old lady gritted her teeth.

"It's all caused by you bitch. My eldest grandson can't be found. My son is going to jump off the building. If something happens to my son, I will fight hard with you."

"My old Zhang's family was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, marrying a loser like you."

"If it weren't for your mean face, no luck, my son would lose money in business? It's all because of you."

"You start to dislike things when you earn a few stinky money, dislike my son for not making money, dislike my son for being useless, dislike my son for eating soft food, shameless bitch, why should my son be disliked by you, don't you just Did you earn some bad money!"

Jiang Ningning reached out and grabbed the old lady's wrist.

With Jiang Ningning's strength, the old lady was beating Fangfang ferociously for a moment, and then she was pinched by Jiang Ningning and screamed, loosening Fangfang's hair and turning her head to spit at Jiang Ningning.

Jiang Ningning tilted her head to avoid the old lady's spittle.

The old lady jumped and scolded angrily, "Who are you? Let go of me. This shameless bastard ruined my son's family. Do you still want to support her? What are you!"

Jiang Ningning held on to the old lady's wrist.

Looking at the black air rising from the top of the old lady's head.

That is murder.

Jiang Ningning asked, "Where's your eldest grandson?"

The old lady suddenly cursed angrily, and looked at Jiang Ningning warily, but it was only for a moment, and after that, she burst into tears.

"My poor grandson has a bad life and lost such a mother."

"Everyone is commenting. Who's mother is not a good husband and a godfather? However, my daughter-in-law here is bitter and mean. She thinks my son doesn't make money every day and makes trouble at home every day."

"My eldest grandson already has tics, and he ran away from home because his mother made him unable to stay at home."

"Poor my eldest grandson who hasn't been seen for three days, and doesn't know whether he is dead or alive."

"She forced my eldest grandson to run away from home, and now she is forcing my son to death."

Fangfang was anxious and angry, "Mom, when did I think Zhang Yang didn't make money, I didn't, I never did."

The old lady roared, "No? Then why do you quarrel every day?"

"Because Zhang Yang is impatient with children." Fang Fang's voice became hoarse.

Before he finished speaking, he was spat on by the old lady.

"Fart, Zhang Yang is the father of my grandson, can he be impatient with his own child? You can make up a reliable one even if you make up nonsense, obviously you earn a lot of bad money by yourself and don't treat my son as a human being. After leaving my eldest grandson, you still blame my son?"

"It's really because he is impatient with children. Ask Zhang Yang, is it because he is aggressive with children every time I quarrel with him?"

"Fangfang, I know, I can't make any money, I'm sorry for you, and I'll make amends."

On the top of the building, Zhang Yang didn't know if he heard the conversation below, or what, he suddenly yelled.

Fangfang was furious, "When did I think you don't make money, did I say something that you don't make money? Every time I talk to you, it's not all because of the child. If you come down, let's talk about it if there is any misunderstanding. Clear, you come down."

Jiang Ningning grabbed one of the old lady's wrists, and she wanted to tear Fangfang, but she couldn't reach it, so she kicked the air angrily, "You still have to quibble! Do you think it's great just to earn a few bad money?"

Fangfang was dying of anxiety, she looked up at Zhang Yang.

"Why do you have such an idea, you were fired from the company, did I say a word?

"You used your family's savings to invest in a business, and the business lost. Did I say anything?"

"If the family has no money, I will earn it. I can't have no money to spend.

"I even worry about whether your self-esteem will be hurt because I earn more. I work hard at home. I don't even dare to buy more clothes, just for fear that you will feel uncomfortable.

"Even if your child makes you cruel, I don't dare to quarrel with you, I just have a heart-to-heart talk with you.

"I tried my best to maintain your self-esteem, how could you say such a thing.

"Zhang Yang, feel your conscience and say, have I ever complained because you don't make money?"

"But you blame me in your heart, and you think I don't know? If you don't blame me, why would you find fault with me and quarrel with me? Forget it, it's all my fault. If you can't make money, it's the original sin. I'll apologize now."

After Zhang Yang put down a word, he made a gesture of jumping off.

Jiang Ningning raised her head and saw that at the moment Zhang Yang was about to jump, her Angkor suddenly flew over from behind.

Jiang Ningning's eyelids twitched immediately.

If Zhang Yang insisted on dying, she, Angkor, might be brought down by Zhang Yang's jump.

(End of this chapter)