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Chapter 528 "Fleeing in Disarray (Seeking Monthly Tickets)"
"Father, you're being underestimated!"

Just as the atmosphere was tense, Wu Aiguo suddenly said this.

"You bastard, how dare you speak to me like that?"

Wu Zhi was somewhat embarrassed and angry, and his gaze toward Wu Aiguo was very unfriendly.

"That wasn't my idea!"

Wu Aiguo didn't care and said softly, "That's exactly what Aunt Zhang meant. Otherwise, why would she need to take my food rations to subsidize my two younger brothers?"

"If word gets out, Dad, your coworkers will laugh you to death!"

"How can you talk like that?"

Without thinking, Wu Zhi rushed over in a few strides, raising his hand to slap Wu Aiguo across the face.

The next moment, Wu Aiguo's right hand, like a snake spitting its tongue, firmly gripped his father Wu Zhi's thick wrist, preventing him from moving forward even an inch.

"Father, you need to think this through!"

Wu Aiguo said softly, "If this slap lands squarely, our father-son relationship will come to an end!"

These words left Wu Zhi, who was somewhat embarrassed and angry, stunned on the spot, and his face turned quite ugly.

The large, powerful hand that had been gripped suddenly lost its strength.

Wu Aiguo's eyes weren't sharp, but he could still see the determination in them.

For a moment, I was at a loss.

He was aware of some things, and he knew that his eldest son, Wu Aiguo, had suffered a lot of injustices in recent years, but he had been enduring it all out of consideration for family ties.

How could someone who has practiced martial arts since childhood possibly lack courage and fighting spirit?
If a fight really broke out, I'm not sure I could win.

But for the sake of family harmony, the eldest son had no choice but to continue to suffer in silence; it was a situation that couldn't be helped.

But he also knew that even a clay idol has some temper, let alone a hot-blooded young man like Wu Aiguo.

"What are you doing? That's your father! Do you think you can defy the heavens?"

Just then, Zhang Li, like a mad tiger, rushed over screaming, slapped Wu Aiguo with both hands, and shoved him hard.

Wu Aiguo released his grip and stepped back, avoiding a direct confrontation with his stepmother, as that would only cause him trouble.

Sure enough, the neighbors heard the noise and rushed over to check what was happening.

"Old Wu, why are you arguing with Aiguo again?"

The middle-aged man in work clothes who had tried to mediate the fight at noon now spoke up rather irritably: "I'll say it again, don't be too biased!"

"How is this favoritism? How is Old Wu being biased?"

Zhang Li was displeased and immediately turned her anger towards them, saying, "Love the Party and Love the Army are my own sons. What's wrong with them eating and dressing well?"

This blatant favoritism left the neighbors helpless.

Although they were very unhappy with Zhang Li's actions, it was, after all, their family matter, and they couldn't just interfere rashly.

Besides, Wu Aiguo is already seventeen years old. Even if he really suffered injustice, as a grown man, there's no need for his neighbors to say anything.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the neighbors all left.

Of course, there are quite a few people who secretly eavesdrop.

Wu Zhi, whose already dark face had become even darker, felt utterly humiliated.

"Dad, let's have a calm talk, shall we?" At this moment, Wu Aiguo sat in his chair, casually pointed to the chair opposite him, and chuckled, "If we talk things out, whether we never see each other again or continue to be relatives, I can accept it!"

Seeing Zhang Li looking displeased and about to say something, he stopped her with a gesture: "Aunt Zhang, you don't need to nitpick. I don't think I've offended you in any way!"

Then, he said to himself, "Grandpa and Grandma are both knowledgeable; they know that studying in a big city offers better conditions in all aspects!"

"Of course, they all know what Dad and Aunt Zhang are thinking, so my school food rations are all prepared by my grandparents and produced from the land under my name!"

"Even the tuition fees were paid by my grandparents!"

“During the school year, I spend most of my time living at school, only staying here for a couple of days during holidays. I don’t know what I did to offend Aunt Zhang?”

"I wash my own clothes and bedding, and I bring my own food. Aunt Zhang, can't you just treat me as a relative who's temporarily staying at your house?"

"What relatives who are temporarily staying with you? Didn't your father give you money and ration coupons in private?"

Zhang Li sneered repeatedly, her face shrewd; where was the previous madness now?
With a sympathetic glance at his father's gloomy face, Wu Aiguo pointed to his own cheek.

"what do you mean?"

Zhang Li was baffled and confused by Wu Aiguo's actions.

"Look at my complexion, even a fool could see I'm malnourished!"

Wu Aiguo sneered, "If my father had given me money and ration coupons, would I be starving like this?"

After saying that, ignoring Zhang Li's embarrassed expression, he looked at his father and said leisurely, "Do you know what your grandparents said about you? You're a good-for-nothing!"

That's a very serious statement.
Wu Zhi's face flushed bright red.

"My grandparents said that if you didn't send five yuan back to the village every month, they would pretend they didn't have a son like you!"

Wu Zhi's face turned deathly pale, and his strong, muscular body swayed slightly, clearly indicating that the blow was too great.

"Actually, I'm quite curious too!"

Wu Aiguo showed no sign of stopping and continued rambling, "Dad, you became a level-five fitter at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill the year before last, earning sixty yuan a month, right?"

“Aunt Zhang, you’ve been working at the cotton mill for over ten years, so your salary must be at least thirty-eight yuan!”

"Your combined salaries are close to one hundred, which is definitely a high income in the yard. It's more than enough to support Ai Dang, Ai Jun, and Ai Hong. You can even afford to pay high prices to the pigeon market!"

"From what I've felt during my vacation here, the food at home doesn't seem that good, and the clothes worn by those who love the Party, the army, and the red spirit are just average!"

He chuckled and asked directly, "I have serious doubts about how much money you actually have saved. How come you're living so frugally?"

"Look, look, and you still say you're not in the mood?"

Zhang Li suppressed the panic on her face and said in a sharp voice, "Isn't this showing their true colors? They're eyeing the family's savings!"

After saying that, he glared at Wu Zhi, hoping that he would teach Wu Aiguo a profound lesson and preferably send him to the countryside.

Unfortunately, Wu Zhi, who is usually obedient, remained completely silent this time, as if he had truly become a background figure.

"Well, it seems that father and son are truly of one mind. There's no need for me, an outsider, to get in the way!"

After saying that, he stormed back to the small bedroom, rummaged through the drawers and cabinets for a while, and then slammed the door shut as he left.

Outside, a neighbor asked what was going on, and Zhang Li shouted loudly, "Wu Zhi and Wu Aiguo, the father and son, ganged up on her. She's so angry that she's going back to her parents' house for a few days. She won't come back until Old Wu has figured things out!"

Then, disregarding even his two favorite sons, he vanished into the night.

(End of this chapter)