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Chapter 211 The bankbook is gone, and Xu Damao is kicked out of his home! [Please subscribe]

After leaving the courtyard, Xu Damao went to his parents' house. Once inside the courtyard, he went straight to the main house.

"Mom, are you making shoes for me?"

Xu's mother was pleasantly surprised to see her son, who hadn't visited for several days, enter the house.

"No, this is for your dad. His work at the coal mine wears out his shoes too quickly."

"I'll make two extra pairs so he can wear them alternately."

At this point, Xu's mother said somewhat nervously.

"Da Mao, is there something you need at my house?"

Xu Damao moved a stool to the front of the large cabinet and said.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm just grabbing some things. You go about your business and don't worry about me."

Xu's mother didn't know what he was looking for, so she gave him a hint.

"Then hurry up, your dad should be off work by now, he'll probably be back soon."

"If he sees you come home, he'll scold you again."

Before the Spring Festival, after Xu Fugui was taken away by the security department, Xu Damao was worried that it would affect him, so he went so far as to report his own father.

At that time, the security department had already obtained sufficient evidence, and Xu Fugui himself had confessed. Whether or not Xu Damao had reported him could be determined by "993".

However, Xu Damao's report still had a great impact on Xu Fugui, causing Xu Fugui to no longer allow Xu Damao to visit him after returning home.

Every time they came, they chased them away, and every time they chased them away, they beat them. Xu's mother said many nice things about it, but all of them ended in failure.

"Wait, something's not right. I remember putting it here?"

Xu Damao searched the cabinet thoroughly, but still couldn't find the passbook he had hidden under the plywood.

After thinking it over and over to make sure he remembered the place correctly, he looked at Xu's mother, who was sewing shoe soles not far away.

"Mom, have you seen that brown paper envelope under this clipping?"

Upon hearing this, Xu's mother was taken aback at first, then nodded.

"You mean the envelope under the clipboard, which contains a bankbook, right?"

"Da Mao, that's your secret stash of money, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao jumped off the stool with great joy.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"Mom, I hid it so well, when did you find it?"

Xu's mother put down her needlework and stood up.

"When I was cleaning before the Lunar New Year, I thought I'd dust off the wardrobe, so I went up and swept it."

"While cleaning, we found the envelope, and when we took it down, we realized it contained a bankbook."

"At first I thought we had confiscated your dad's hidden stash of money, and I was happy for a while."

“After your dad came back, I interrogated him several times, and he kept saying it wasn’t his.”

“I saw that the date on it was from the year before last, so I guessed that this must be the secret stash of money you hid behind Lou Xiao’e’s back.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao realized that his bankbook had not been lost, but had been kept by his mother.

He first clapped his hands, then walked up to Xu's mother and praised her.

"Mom, you are so wise."

“That money was what I saved up when I went to the countryside. I didn’t tell Lou Xiao’e about it.”

"Um, Mom, could you please find the passbook and give it to me?"

Mother Xu shook her head.

"The passbook isn't in my possession."

Xu Damao was startled upon hearing this.

"Oh no, you didn't give the bankbook to my dad, did you?"

He knew his own father very well; if the money got into his hands, he could forget about getting it back.

However, what Xu's mother said next confused him.

"It's not in your dad's hands either."

Xu Damao asked in confusion.

"If it's not in your hands, and it's not in my dad's hands, then this passbook can't just grow legs and run back to the bank by itself, right?"

Xu's mother patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and laughed.

"Look how smart my son is, he thought of that so quickly."

Xu Damao was speechless.

"No, Mom, how did this passbook end up back in the bank?"

At this moment, Xu Damao suddenly remembered something: he hadn't set a password for his passbook because he was afraid of forgetting it.

"Mom, you didn't actually withdraw the money from this savings account, did you?"

Mother Xu nodded.

“You’re right. I thought this passbook was your dad’s secret stash of money, so I withdrew it all from it.”

Hearing this, Xu Damao became anxious and had a bad feeling. He stepped forward and grabbed his mother's shoulder, asking her a question.

"What about the money?"

"Mom, is the money you withdrew still there?"

As expected, Xu's mother's next words shattered Xu Damao's last shred of hope.

“I thought it belonged to your father, so I took it to the steel mill to pay the fine.”

"Otherwise, with all the money we have, how could we possibly pay your dad's fine?"

Xu Damao immediately became anxious.

"No, Mom, how could you take my money to pay Dad's fine?"

"You've given all your money to the factory, what am I supposed to do?"

When Xu's mother saw that Xu Damao was anxious, she stepped forward to persuade him.

"Da Mao, I didn't know that at the time either."

"Besides, even if I knew, I would still have to use it."

“Your father was locked up in the steel rolling mill at the time, I couldn’t just abandon him, could I?”

“Your reporting of your father has made him very disappointed in you, and it has strained your relationship with him.”

"But Mom understands you. Mom knows you didn't mean to report your dad. You did it to protect yourself and for the good of our family."

"Mom believes that even if you knew about this, you would still pay for your dad's money, right?"

Xu Damao was extremely annoyed.

"What's right!"

"Why should I pay for his expenses? What right do I have to pay for his expenses?"

Before Xu Damao could finish speaking, a very familiar voice came from the doorway.

"Because I'm your father!"

Xu Fugui lifted the curtain and walked in, shouting at Xu Damao, who had an angry expression on his face.

"What are you looking at? What's wrong with you?"

"Who told you to report your own father for no reason? You ended up paying this fine by some twist of fate, that's God's punishment for you, you deserve it!"

"In other words, I am your biological father, and you are my biological son. It is only natural for a son to repay his debts."

Xu Damao looked at his unreasonable father and sneered.

"Fine, Lao Xu, you're trying to play dirty with me, aren't you?"

"What era are we living in? You're still bringing up the old idea of ​​children paying for their fathers' debts? Do you think this is still the old society?"

"But don't forget that besides the saying 'the son pays for the father's debts,' there's another saying: 'the father pays for the son's debts!'"

"You've come back from the steel rolling mill, right? So you must know about what happened to me."

"I was fined a thousand yuan by the factory, you pay it."

Xu Fugui walked into the room, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

"You just said that this is a new society now, and there is no such thing as children paying for their parents' debts anymore."