Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1242 The Lord is Truly Terrifying (Give +16 to Gentle and Refined Man)

The old man raised his hand to wipe away his stepmother's tears: "Alright, why would I not want you if you're perfectly fine? Aren't you ashamed to say this in front of the children?"

As the old lady threw herself into the old man's arms and cried even harder, Xiao Wei stood to the side, looked at the two of them, turned his head to look at Zhang Fu kneeling outside, and then looked at Chen Hui. He felt so superfluous in this house.

Chen Hui pulled Xiao Wei aside, and the two sat down on the sofa. It wouldn't be good to leave now, especially since Zhang Fu's situation hadn't been resolved yet; they couldn't just watch him get beaten up.

After the old lady cried for a while, she poured out all the grievances she had been holding in her heart. Gradually, she stopped crying and began to sway unsteadily.

The old man helped his stepmother to sit down on the sofa, then sat down beside her, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled a long breath.

Xiao Wei tried to speak, but Chen Hui stopped him. He couldn't persuade him now; he'd just let Zhang Fu kneel a little longer—it wouldn't kill him.

Auntie fell asleep sitting there. She had been truly exhausted lately, burdened with worries she couldn't express.

The old man finished his cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, patted his forehead, and said, "Wei, I really have to thank you for this."

Xiao Wei said, "Look at you, old man, why are you making this up with me? It's just what I should do."

The old man shook his head: "There's no such thing as 'should'."

Xiaowei's mother came over carrying Beibei: "Mom, Zhang Fu is back! Come inside, what are you kneeling there for? It's chilly." She reached out and tugged at Zhang Fu, but he didn't move. Xiaowei glanced into the house: "Xiaowei, you're back?"

Beibei, perched on Xiaowei's mother's shoulder, looked at Zhang Fu. Hearing Xiaowei's mother's words, she turned her head and started wiggling her little body. Xiaowei's mother put her down, and Beibei, with her short legs, nimbly darted into the house, calling out, "Daddy!"

Xiao Wei picked up Bei Bei, put her on his lap, and kissed her on the cheek.

Beibei hugged Xiaowei's neck, then turned to look outside: "Uncle, what's wrong with him?"

Xiao Wei said, "I made a mistake. I did something wrong and made the adults angry."

Beibei frowned slightly: "Adults are scary."

Xiao Wei said, "Shouldn't people be punished for doing something wrong?"

Beibei thought for a moment and nodded: "I should. I don't make mistakes, I'm obedient."

Xiao Wei said, "Go and comfort Grandpa, and tell him not to be angry anymore."

Beibei turned her head to look at the old man, then at her stepmother, and whispered, "Grandma is asleep, she can't talk."

Xiao Wei said, "Just keep your voice down and let Grandpa calm down, otherwise he'll be too angry to eat."

Beibei thought for a moment and realized that not being able to eat seemed a bit serious. She climbed off Xiaowei, put on her little shoes, ran to the old man, held onto his knees, looked up at him with her little face, and carefully examined him.

The old man reached out and patted Beibei's head, and Beibei stretched out her arms towards the old man.

The old man sighed, then picked up Beibei and placed her on his lap. Beibei reached out and touched the old man's face, whispering, "Grandpa, why are you angry?"

The old man said, "I'm not angry."

Beibei said, "Yes. I'm angry. Is it because Grandma is sleeping during the day that you're unhappy? I'll tell her not to sleep anymore, okay?"

The old man smiled and said, "No, Grandma is tired."

Beibei turned her head and glanced at Zhang Fu kneeling at the door: "So, Uncle, you've been naughty? Let me tell you, if you're naughty, you'll get a spanking and be made to stand in the corner." She put on a fierce expression, her little face tense, and pointed with her hands on her hips: "Face the corner, don't turn around, don't speak, don't move."

"Then you became obedient, but it was so painful. I really won't comfort you, Grandpa." Beibei shared her personal experience with the old man.

Xiaowei's mother tugged at Zhang Fu several times but couldn't budge him. She turned to the old man and said, "Brother, tell him to get up and come inside to talk."

He glanced at Zhang Fu, his lips moved as if to speak, but he ultimately said, "Come in, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

Xiaowei's mother said, "Alright, your dad's talking, get up now."

Zhang Fu got up a couple of times, and with the help of Xiao Wei's mother, he stood up. He staggered a bit, as kneeling on the cement floor for so long was not comfortable.

Despite the pain in her knees, she went inside and stood in front of the old man, head bowed.

Beibei looked up at Zhang Fu with her little face and said, "Uncle, have you been naughty? You're being punished. Stand in the corner. Don't talk, don't move, and don't turn around."

Xiaowei's mother gave Zhang Fu a wink. Zhang Fu glanced at the old man but didn't move. Xiaowei said, "Didn't you hear me? Go stand over there." Zhang Fu looked at the old man's face again, lowered his head, and walked to the corner to stand facing the wall.

Xiaowei's mother asked Xiaowei, "Where did you find it?"

Xiao Wei said, "At Jiu Yi Company, he went to ask for money himself. He even hired two thugs to help him, and they almost got him killed. You didn't see him like that, his clothes were all tattered, his hair was a mess, and he was staying in that damp and dark little hotel. When I went there, he hadn't eaten properly for days."

Xiaowei's mother glanced at Zhang Fu: "He truly knows he was wrong, and he's suffered a lot. He definitely wouldn't have done that before. He's grown up now."

Xiao Wei said to the old man, "He's so old, it's normal for him to want to do something to prove himself and show you and Auntie that he's capable. Maybe he's just using the wrong methods. You were young once too, you have to understand."

That was a scam published in a national magazine; most people wouldn't suspect it was a fraud. I went and saw that many people across the country had fallen for it, including quite a few in their thirties and forties. It's really not Zhang Fu's fault. His biggest mistake was taking money from his family.

"Well, at least we didn't lose too much money, and we got the payment back. Xiao Fu will learn his lesson, so you're not so upset anymore. From now on, he'll manage the shop steadily and reliably, right?"

Xiao Wei's mother asked, "How much did you bring back?"

Xiao Wei said, "150,000."

Xiaowei's mother said, "Then, let's just throw away those tens of thousands? Consider it a lesson learned. These days, scammers can openly operate all over the country, why doesn't anyone do anything about it? Our family can't afford to lose another two hundred thousand or so. How many families do you think would go bankrupt because of this?"

Xiao Wei said, "What can we do? We can't interfere in other people's business. Tomorrow, I'll have Xiao Hong take that calcium stuff to be tested. If it's okay, I'll think of selling it and getting a few tens of thousands of yuan back."

The old man turned his head and asked, "You can still sell them?"

Xiao Wei said, "If the tests show it works, then sell it. What's wrong with selling it? Just put it in all the convenience stores and supermarkets. Actually, I feel that his product is probably okay, and it shouldn't be much different from other health products. It's just that the company has operational problems. I guess they don't have the money."

The old man nodded: "Health supplements are all supported by my husband; you really can't do without money."

Xiao Wei asked Zhang Fu, "Xiao Fu, what's the name of your company?"

Zhang Fu turned to look at Xiao Wei. Bei Bei slid off the old man and ran over to slap Zhang Fu on the bottom: "Don't move, don't turn around. Don't you understand?" She even let out a small burp.

Zhang Fu hesitated for a moment, licked his lips, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Fengtian Dafu Trading Company."

Chen Hui laughed and said, "Hey, it's not bad. The name sounds pretty plausible."

(End of this chapter)