Chapter 58 Family Matters

Chapter 58 Family Matters

Chapter 58 Family Matters
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Ah Le honked the car horn twice, leaned out of the car and shouted, "Stop playing, Aunt Mei."

Dan Tart sighed and said, "Boss, hurry up and spend money to avoid disasters, and buy peace."

When Niu Qiang and his companions recognized Tao Xiumei's identity, they raised their hands helplessly, paced back, and looked at the big man next to them for help.

Yin Zhaotang stood out from the crowd, looking extremely unlucky. He reached into his pockets and complained, "It originally cost a few thousand dollars to get it done, but now I have to spend a few thousand more. I should have left earlier. It's a waste of money to drag it out."

Tao Xiumei grabbed the knife on the roof of the car and pointed at Yin Zhaotang's nose from a few meters away: "What are you talking about? I raised you with all my heart and effort, and now you go home and buy things for others instead of your mother."

"You are a man who still worships Guan Gong. If I don't kill you today, Guan Erye will chop you to death. Hurry up and pay the money, so that I won't have to complain to your father on Qingming Festival."

Yin Zhaotang rummaged around and took out seven hundred yuan in change and handed it over: "Here, use it to play cards."

"Diao Lei Dad, you tried to trick me into giving me 700 yuan?" Tao Xiumei glared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, looking a bit aggressive and playful when she was angry.

After all, she was a red stick boss when she was young, so how could her facial features not be pretty?

The handsome boy born to Yin Zhaotang inherited his mother's genes.

I vaguely remember that my mother used to be a soft-spoken little woman. Her hot temper now is related to the fact that she was brought up alone, but it seems that she has always been greedy for money.

"Didn't I dare to leave a thousand yuan for you last time? Is it not enough? Dan Tart, A Le, do you have any money on you?" Yin Zhaotang muttered twice and started to borrow money from his brothers.

Tao Xiumei retorted unmercifully, "Your one thousand dollars is in US dollars! It doesn't cost money to eat, drink, defecate and urinate every day?"

"No need."

Yin Zhaotang replied seriously, "Don't you have Uncle Weng to take care of you? You're almost half the boss of Weng's Restaurant. When are you going to have the wedding banquet? Don't be shy and remember to invite me."

Uncle Weng is also an old neighbor of the Garden Building. He is nearly 50 years old and eight years older than Tao Xiumei. Since the first day Tao Xiumei moved into the housing estate with her children, she fell deeply in love with this elder brother's woman.

Tao Xiumei was still young at the time, and although she had breastfed a child, she was more popular as a young woman. Moreover, she was a combination of a beautiful sister-in-law, a pretty widow, and a charming young woman!

Not only is she fair-skinned and beautiful, but she also has a kind of temperament that other women in the housing estate don't have.

That is the temperament of someone who has seen the world and had money.

At that time, Tao Xiumei was the most popular girl in the Garden Building. She was a killer of men and a public enemy of women. There were many rumors about her and even more people wanted to seduce her.

But she is no longer a little girl. Isn't it easy for her to deal with a few guys in the housing estate?
Raise your child cleanly and clearly.

This kind of life is very hard, and it also leads to a lack of time to educate the children, so that the children follow the old path of their father. More than ten years later, the young woman has become an aunt, and the only one left by her side is her uncle.

If it weren’t for Uncle Weng’s care, she might not even be able to integrate into the life of the housing estate, let alone find a job and raise a child. Later, she and Uncle Weng set up a food stall in Sau Mau Ping, and two years ago moved into a shop, which became a small restaurant with 13 tables.

Uncle Weng was in charge of the kitchen and the business was good. At first, she was a waiter and took orders. Later, she hired a waiter and was only responsible for collecting money, taking orders, and helping to clean the table when she was too busy.

The restaurant's customers are mainly middle-level managers in the industrial zone. The dishes are not expensive, and the main feature is large quantity and good price.

In fact, in Yin Zhaotang's opinion, Uncle Weng was a good man, tall, honest, and hardworking. The only shortcoming was that he was relatively poor when he was young. It was probably his mother who paid for the restaurant. Otherwise, the family would not have been so tight in the past few years. Sometimes his mother had to work as a cleaner in the factory after get off work.

But in Yin Zhaotang's opinion before, anyone who dared to hang her mother really deserved to be chopped off.

Moreover, his mother was busy making money, so she naturally ignored his feelings. Therefore, the relationship between Yin Zhaotang and Tao Xiumei was a little strained in the past two years.

Although Tao Xiumei lived with Uncle Weng, they had never officially married because she was considerate of his feelings.

Therefore, who she sleeps with at night has always been a taboo topic. Today, Yin Zhaotang took the initiative to make it clear, which made her look a little surprised and weakened. She said, "Don't mind my business, just pay the money."

"The last eight hundred coins, is that enough? I can't get more if you want it. At worst, you can chop me up." Yin Zhaotang handed the money to his mother.

Tao Xiumei put down the knife contentedly and stuffed the money into a small cloth bag on her waist. The bag was bulging, as if it was stuffed with a lot of money.

After zipping up his pants, he said proudly, "Young man, if you recruit a younger brother, remember to recruit someone who knows how to fight and kick. If he can't even hold a knife, it's better not to bring him."

Niu Qiangzi looked ashamed. Although he was negligent due to his status, it was still shameless to have his dagger snatched away by an old lady.

"Let's go get the things back now." Tao Xiumei is still obsessed with the gifts she gave away. She is really a woman who knows how to live.

Yin Zhaotang was helpless: "Sister Mei, your son has already won the Double Flower Red Stick. It's already low-key that he didn't set up dozens of tables to celebrate. He brought some things back to cheer up the neighbors. Do you want me to take them back? This is not the way to embarrass me!"

"If the news gets out, how can I, Atang, survive in the underworld?" He knew that it was useless to talk to his mother about doing good deeds, because when their family was in trouble, no one came to do good deeds.

I had no choice but to bring up the name of Double Flower Red Stick. My mother understands the affairs of the underworld and knows how important face is to people in the underworld.

Tao Xiumei was indeed full of surprise, her tone seemed to be unbelievable, and her eyes wandered as she said, "Tiao, you rascal, you have a double red stick. Your father was so good at fighting back then, known as the Tsim Sha Tsui Tiger, but he only got one red stick."

"Are you worthy of wearing a double-flowered red stick?"

"You are from the Jing Zhong Yi Sunset Society. The boss you worship, Ji Xiang, is even more of a fool. You even wear a double-flowered red stick, which makes people laugh. Don't be so funny, Tangzi."

Egg Tart shouted unconvincedly, "Aunt Mei, the Sunset Society can't be powerful? The boss directly wiped out the Dong'an branch in Mong Kok. Now he is a famous figure in the underworld. Respect the loyal and righteous Mong Kok branch leader!"

"You will enjoy a peaceful life in the future."

Tao Xiumei suddenly flew into a rage, gritting her teeth, and walked up to Dantart, grabbing his ears and yelling, "Hang your mother, I really want to chop you into eight pieces now."

"Enjoying a leisurely life? Damn, when you were alive, the neighbors praised me for my good fortune, but secretly pitied me behind my back!"

"Why? Because you are a gangster and have one foot in the coffin!"

"I've seen clearly in this life that I won't be able to enjoy the blessing of the double flower red stick. Get lost, you bunch of losers!"

Dan Tart covered his ears and screamed continuously. By the time Aunt Mei let go, his ears were already red.

Yin Zhaotang did not expect that Tao Xiumei, who was well versed in martial arts, would become furious when she heard that he was tying up the double-flowered red stick, but after careful consideration, she knew why.

Because Sijiuzi has no fame, no strength, and it is difficult for him to find even a decent enemy, so he can naturally quit the world at any time.

But the double-flowered red stick is the club's signature symbol, and you will be tied to it for the rest of your life. There will be countless grudges and grudges, and heroes will come to test your strength.

Therefore, there are very few double-flowered people who can retire safely, and there is a high probability that they will die in the underworld.

Yin Zhaotang glanced at Tao Xiumei, then turned and got into the car: "Let's go first, I have something else to do at the company."

A Le was also a little scared. He started the car and quickly left with his brothers.

"Boss, remember to pay for the medicine." Egg Tart shouted, covering his ears.

Zuoshou said, "It's okay, Brother Tang. When I take over the business, I'll divide the accounts at the end of the month, buy a house, and bring Auntie to live in Kowloon. I'll give her tens of thousands of dollars a month for pocket money, and you can buy whatever you want. I won't scold you anymore."

Young people never take to heart the words of experienced people. Even the tears of their family cannot extinguish their ambition to succeed!
But Yin Zhaotang actually understood, so he was kind-hearted and always did good things, hoping that Guan Gong would bless him more. In business, he also tried to do the right thing and not make money in a dishonest way.

In the kitchen of the restaurant, Uncle Weng sighed with a complicated expression after hearing the news: "It's our fault that we didn't spend more time with Atang. We thought that if we earned a share of the family business and passed it on to him, we could live a peaceful life. Now he has a job and earns more money than us. There's no turning back."

Tao Xiumei had a strong expression and said stubbornly, "I only have this one son. I would rather spend all my belongings to ask Lao Zhong to release him."

The money she saved from her frugal living was actually saved for her son, including the food expenses that her son handed in every time.

Every time I asked for the filial piety money back, I kept every penny in the bank.

I'm not afraid of my son becoming a bad boy, I'm just afraid of my son becoming a red stick!

It's okay to hang around in the underworld, but it's bad luck if you get ahead.

Uncle Weng took off his apron and gritted his teeth and said, "I know an uncle who respects loyalty and righteousness. I'm going to go talk to him now."

Yin Zhaotang asked his first younger brother to send Du Zihua back to Hong Kong Island, and then he took Egg Tart and a few others back to Fuxing Building.

The black cat "Polka Dot" brought back from the Children's Home has grown up a little and is squatting on the concrete wall in the corridor to sleep.

When they opened the door, they found Jiahui reviewing her homework. The brothers looked at each other and smiled.

It’s hard to find a girl in the world who knows how to review her lessons on her own initiative!

With the hearing impairment level certification issued by Queen Mary Hospital, the admission application submitted to the Education Department has been approved. Next week, I will choose a suitable time to take Jiahui to the Lutheran School for the Deaf to register, and she can directly enter the first grade.

Although Rong Jiahui was already a second-year student at the Anglican School, the two schools had different textbooks. After an entrance test, the school recommended that she start from the first grade.

(End of this chapter)