Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

The third brother, quick to speak, blurted out, remembering the purpose of their visit to their eldest sister, "What else could it be? Didn't Dad make it very clear yesterday? Debts must be paid back!"

As soon as Chen Jianshe spoke, Chen Limei frowned, guessing that they hadn't come with good intentions. Her gaze towards Chen Deshun carried a hint of reproach and inquiry.

Without wasting any words, Chen Deshun slowly took out the IOU from his pocket and waved it in front of her.

"Pay back the money."

Chen Limei's face darkened: "Dad, didn't you come to see me?"

Chen Deshun rolled his eyes at her, thinking that this girl had no self-awareness at all. Who would want to look at you for no reason? You're not even disgusting enough.

"Do you have gold on your face? You've come here just to ask you for money."

Chen Jianshe stretched out his hand, looking completely entitled: "Sister, just hurry up and pay me back, stop dawdling."

Chen Limei ignored him and stared intently at Chen Deshun, trying to find a trace of emotion on his face.

However, she was disappointed.

Looking at the aggressive father and his two sons, he was both angry and anxious, and could only bite the bullet and say, "Dad, didn't you say yesterday that we had to pay you back within a week? It's only been one day..."

She wanted to delay as much as possible, hoping that one day at a time would pass and maybe things would just get better.

Chen Deshun saw right through her thoughts and interrupted her with a smile: "You said you'd pay me back in three days when you borrowed the money, but it's been three years and you still haven't paid it back. I don't believe you'll have a change of heart in a week. Enough talk, go get the money."

"Dad, listen to me, we're really having a tough time right now..." Chen Limei's face was grim as she tried her best to calm Chen Deshun down.

"Limei, your father and I are getting ready for bed. Could you bring us a basin of hot water?"

At that moment, a sudden female voice rang out from inside the room, followed by the door creaking open.

It was Chen Limei's mother-in-law, Xie Shuzhen, who came out.

She saw four men standing in front of Chen Limei. Just as she was about to ask who they were, she suddenly realized that the oldest one looked familiar.

A thought suddenly struck Xie Shuzhen, and she forced a smile, "Oh, it's our in-laws! What brings you here? Come in, come in!"

She gave Chen Limei a reproachful look, inwardly blaming her for being so inconsiderate. Her own father was coming without warning, leaving her completely unprepared and embarrassed.

"We won't go inside. We've come to discuss something, and we'll leave after that," Chen Deshun said indifferently.

This room is tiny, and things are piled up in a mess. There are so many people in the family, so going in would just mean standing there as punishment. If there's an emergency, they won't be able to move around freely.

Although Xie Shuzhen didn't know what was going on, she was good at reading people and could tell that Chen Deshun was up to no good. She rolled her eyes and said, "My dear in-law, look at what you're saying. Li Mei has been with our family for the past few years, and we've treated her like our own daughter. We have to thank you for raising such a good daughter."

Chen Deshun's lips twitched.

Is this considered a public slap in the face?

It's as if they're saying, "Your daughter is now part of my family, eating our food. How dare you, as her father, come here to cause trouble?"

Chen Deshun remained calm, his gaze falling on Xie Shuzhen's legs. He asked, "I remember, wasn't your leg injured before?"

"Yes, the ground was slippery in winter, and I slipped and fell, but I'm all better now."

Hsieh Shu-chen even deliberately lifted her leg: "Back then, we went to the hospital where Li-mei's sister-in-law worked."

"Then you should remember who paid the fee back then, and where the fee came from, right?" Chen Deshun waved the IOU in his hand, letting Xie Shuzhen see it clearly while maintaining a safe distance.

Xie Shuzhen suddenly realized that Chen Deshun had come here for a reason.

Her expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, feigning ignorance: "My son naturally paid for it, so what?"

"Your son took the money from Chen Limei. Chen Limei borrowed the money from me."

Chen Deshun was too lazy to beat around the bush with her and got straight to the point: "You've borrowed it for three years, and if you don't pay it back, I'll have to come to your door in person to collect it."

Xie Shuzhen was a little unhappy, and her tone became stiff: "In-law, what's with all this talk about lending or borrowing? We're family, no need for formalities."

"My surname is Chen, your surname is Xie, and your husband's surname is Huang. Who is related to you as family?" Chen Deshun's eyes turned cold.

Hsieh Shu-chen's smile froze on her face. Just as she was about to speak, several more people came out of the room.

Her husband, Huang Weisheng, along with her eldest son and daughter-in-law, came out of the house one after another, with Huang Xumin leading his younger brother at the back.

"The in-laws are here? Why don't you come inside?" Mr. Huang greeted them with a smile.

Huang Xumin immediately spotted the IOU in Chen Deshun's hand and whispered a few words in his father's ear.

Mr. Huang's smile remained unchanged, his enthusiasm undiminished: "Have you eaten? If not, let Shufen prepare a couple of dishes for you, and I'll have a couple of drinks with you."

Huang Xumin also chimed in, "Yes, Dad, come inside and sit down."

"No need to go inside. I just want to ask you one question: are you not planning to pay back this two hundred yuan?"

Chen Deshun interrupted them, speaking loudly on purpose. Anyone could tell that Chen Deshun was in a bad mood and his tone was angry.

"That's right! I thought we owed a hole of over two million, and it's been dragging on for so long! If my dad hadn't had the IOU, I bet you wouldn't have acknowledged it at all!"

"They won't even acknowledge a receipt these days? If you don't return it, we'll call the police and have them come and settle this."

The second and third sons, having received Chen Deshun's signal, immediately chimed in, saying that on the way here they had agreed that if they talked about it, their father might be happy and they could get less living expenses when they got back.

The Huang family members' faces were stiff, and they glared angrily.

The commotion quickly alerted the neighbors, and many people poked their heads out of their windows.

At that time, there was no evening entertainment, and television sets were a high-end luxury that most families longed for but had not yet become widespread. In comparison, ordinary people paid more attention to the big and small things happening around them.

Upon seeing that the incident occurred at the Huang family's residence, one or two people wearing coats came out to watch the commotion, standing not far away and pointing and whispering.

"Isn't that Huang Lao Er's house? What's all the noise about so late at night?"

"Sounds like they're collecting a debt, two hundred dollars? My goodness, that's a lot!"

"Isn't that the man blocking the door the father of Huang's second daughter-in-law? The in-laws coming to collect a debt? That's strange."

"I just heard them saying they have an IOU, they owe them for three years, and the Huang family is still trying to renege on the debt, tsk tsk tsk..."

The discussion wasn't loud, but it was quiet at night. Many people who didn't get along with the Huang family were deliberately speaking loudly, as if they were afraid the Huang family wouldn't hear them.

The Huang family members' faces turned bright red with embarrassment, and even the eldest daughter-in-law wanted to go back inside.

Mr. Huang was losing face, but he didn't want to return the money. His face was ashen, and he said, suppressing his anger, "In-law, can't we go inside and talk? Let's not make a fool of ourselves in front of outsiders."