Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 909 - 911: Driven Away in Anger

Gong Zheng was completely confused; he had just entered the room when Gong Zheng’s words stumped him.

See, he knew it had to be Miao Cuihua setting him up.

"What’s wrong, can’t your nephew get into Jing University?" Gong Ruwen was in a daze, but Gong Tao saw it all clearly.

Gong Tao looked displeased, "When I got into Jing University back then, you were incredulous. Now that my son got in, you’re dizzy again. I suppose when Ni Zi gets into Jing University, you’ll be in disbelief as well."

"No surprise, he always thought he was the smartest and most capable in the whole family." Gong Zhuang unreservedly mocked.

"Should I show you the student ID from Jing University then?" Gong Zheng seized the opportunity to mock harshly.

Gong Ruwen snapped back to reality, "Where I study shouldn’t matter to you, Uncle."

Just an outsider, Gong Ruwen really didn’t care.

Oh my, he really got into Jing University, "Shouldn’t you be in high school?" At this point, Gong Zheng noticed his second brother’s displeased expression and immediately added an explanation for why he found it strange.

"I skipped grades in middle school, high school, and elementary school." Gong Ruwen didn’t think skipping grades was an issue.

Wow, skipping grades in middle and elementary school is one thing, but even in high school? Isn’t that a bit much?

Gong Zheng really didn’t know how today’s kids got so impressive, "It’s a good thing your uncle here started university early."

Otherwise, it’s quite disheartening just thinking about it—graduating alongside one’s nephew would be so embarrassing.

"No worries, we’re not in the same school." Gong Ruwen wasn’t trying to slight Gong Zheng, he was merely stating a fact.

But in Gong Zheng’s ears, it meant something else entirely; his first reaction was that the kid was mocking him.

"Alright, dinner, dinner. Let’s eat well so second brother can rest." Gong Zhuang spoke up before Gong Zheng lost his temper.

Having Gong Zheng around was just uncomfortable for everyone; it’s better to hasten his departure.

"Aren’t you going to see Mom?" Gong Zheng raised an eyebrow, "When I got off the train back then, I went directly to see Mom."

"Of course, Mom was so good to you. When you got married for the first time, she prepared everything. But when second brother and I got married, she didn’t bother with anything."

"When you went away for school, Mom was constantly thinking about you, worrying about your son."

"Exactly, seeing you and Big Brother makes Mom happy." Gong Tao really didn’t care about Gong Zheng’s ramblings, "When I went to the Northeast back then, I paid decades’ worth of pension fees in one go." Gong Tao remembered having the signed proof from Gong Dajiang’s couple and the brothers.

If anyone dared to say he was unfilial, he could use this to thoroughly shut them up.

Gosh, why is that thing still laying around, "Second brother, you really kept that document safe."

"I have no choice; I’m worried that if it’s gone, I’d have to keep paying."

"The most important thing is that we paid for the pension, yet these years we still need to give annual filial money, and we have no share of the house." Cai Meina originally didn’t want to engage with Gong Zheng.

But this guy was too annoying, daring to be stubborn with Gong Ruwen. If they were polite to him, he might really become insufferable.

What’s going on? Why is everyone against him? Gong Zheng was bewildered; he was just a little surprised earlier. Why was everyone being so hostile?

Even more bewildering to Gong Zheng was that after dinner, they wanted him gone.

Gong Zheng couldn’t hold back, "Am I a germ or something?"

"Are you all trying to kick me out one by one?"

"You’re not a germ." Gong Zhuang calmly added, "I just don’t want to hear you brag about how good you have it in Yangcheng, how wonderful your job is, how much your superiors appreciate you, but you still can’t afford a house to get married."

"Honestly, whether you’re married or not has nothing to do with us."

"You can go and ask Mom, see if she has any money left for you."

"You’ve been working already, and you can’t afford a house? Haven’t you considered a bank loan?" Gong Tao asked, confused, "If not, couldn’t you talk it over with your company?"

"If all else fails, ask your wife’s family for some help; if not, just don’t get married." At this moment, Gong Zhuang remembered what Gong Zheng had said when he married Miao Cuihua, "When I married your sister-in-law, Mom said our family was out of money, and you, little brother, said something like this."

"Today, I’ll say the same thing to you."

"I remember you once said a capable man doesn’t need money to get married."

"If I remember correctly, you two are already living together, little brother. Whether you buy a house or not has nothing to do with getting married."

Ah, if Gong Zhuang hadn’t brought it up, Gong Zheng would’ve forgotten, "I, at that time..." habitually trying to make excuses.

"I know you’re going to say you didn’t, but it’s fine, your brother remembers. In any case, the first time you got married, the family supported you financially, including money from me and your second brother. We can’t help every time you get married. What if you get married seventeen or eighteen times?"

Strong, it seems Third Uncle’s talking skills have improved again, clearly indicating the business field really fosters development.

Getting married seventeen or eighteen times, Gong Zheng certainly wouldn’t mind if he could marry that many times, but the key issue is he lacks money.

Hold on, what happened just now, he almost got led astray by Gong Zhuang, "If you won’t lend me money, fine, but you even insult me."

Gong Zheng furiously dragged Mo Litong to leave; had he not asserted himself, he wouldn’t know how long he’d be mocked by Gong Zheng.

Gong Zheng wanted to make a bit of a statement; though Gong Zhuang wouldn’t step up to stop him, Gong Tao might.

Yet still, until he exited the house, no one stopped him. He considered going back, but glanced back to see Gong Zheng’s "I knew you wouldn’t leave" expression.

Clenching his teeth, he took his wife’s hand and left, jeez, he just didn’t believe no one could handle him.

Gong Zheng kept calculating in his heart how to talk to Zhang Lan tomorrow and have her scold Gong Zhuang and the others.

"I bet the fourth one will definitely tell Mom and have her scold us." Just as Gong Zheng made up his mind, he heard Gong Zheng’s voice coming from inside.

"It’s just like his usual temper; already in his thirties and still so childish."

"Does he even consider what will happen after telling Mom? We all have our own families now; who would care about him as a brother?"

Gong Zhuang knew he hadn’t heard footsteps on the stairs, indicating that guy hadn’t left at all, so he slightly raised his voice.

"We’ve already given up the family house, it’s just the old home that’s split between him and Big Brother. I really don’t know what he’s thinking."

Hmph, if it’s money he wants, then go find Gong Qiang. Gong Zhuang thought he was truly a good person for even offering Gong Zheng this suggestion.

Fierce, knowing full well Gong Zheng only cared about money now, eyes gleaming at the sight of it, definitely couldn’t clash with Gong Qiang, right?

This surely will be an entertaining spectacle, Gong Ruini is really looking forward to it.

Zhang Lan’s initial paralysis was caused by the temper of these two brothers; hopefully, they don’t get her enraged to death this time.

Gong Ruini knew thinking like this was wrong, but had no choice; Zhang Lan, having been far away in the hometown all these years, had caused no small amount of trouble. "I hope this time it concludes just like this."

Gong Ruini’s voice wasn’t loud, but everyone who needed to hear had already heard, including the Gong Tao brothers, who didn’t step up to say there was anything wrong in it, let alone Cai Meina and the two wives.