An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Chapter 195 Throwing a tantrum won't work

Jiang Baobin calmly watched his mother cry and make a scene.

She fell silent, only staring fiercely at him.

Only then did he ask, "What do you want by making such a fuss?"

Jiang Ma retorted, her neck stiff with anger, "I just want a reason!"

"I'll let the whole world know that you, Little Sanzi, are a beast!"

Even after being criticized, Jiang Baobin wasn't angry, because he wasn't really a mistress.

However, it seems this old woman has quite a few ambitions; she's got the whole world involved.

Jiang Baobin revealed a mocking smile: "So what should I do to avoid being an animal?"

"If I give you all the money and the house, it won't be the same anymore, right?"

Jiang's mother retorted defiantly, "You're talking nonsense! When did I ever ask for your money or your house?"

"I want the whole neighborhood to know that you're a beast who doesn't respect your parents!"

"As long as I'm happy, I don't care about other people's lives!"

Jiang Baobin waved his hand: "Stop making such a big show of it, as if you have some kind of motherly affection for your son—"

Jiang Ma immediately interrupted him again and launched into a tirade of abuse.

Jiang Baobin looked at the deaf old woman and said with a wry smile, "She won't even let people speak."

"Grandma, please give me justice."

The deaf old lady also saw that Jiang Ma was making a complete mess of things.

She knew perfectly well what was going on in their family.

This perfectly illustrates what I often say: "If parents are not kind, their children will not be filial!"

Even so, the older generation is most willing to compromise and maintain what they call harmony.

It's really just a way to temporarily cover up the conflict.

Once it has accumulated to a certain level, then there will be another major explosion.

The deaf old woman spoke up: "Jiang family, don't interrupt, let Binzi finish speaking."

"That way, everyone can judge for themselves. You can speak after he's finished speaking."

Jiang Ma had no choice but to shut her mouth in annoyance.

Jiang Baobin continued speaking, but this time he wasn't going to hold back.

We must dig up every old grudge to completely expose Jiang Ma's true colors: "Since you keep talking about feelings, then let me ask you..."

"Who kicked me out of my home two years ago?"

"I was only sixteen back then, and apart from the clothes I was wearing, I had absolutely nothing!"

"Leave with nothing! Am I right?"

Jiang's mother remained adamant: "You have money, you stole money from the family!"

Jiang Baobin laughed: "How much money could I possibly steal? A dime? A dollar? How much money do you have at home?"

Jiang's mother resorted to shamelessness: "My family—my family has no money, you stole it all!"

"Ridiculous! I can't even get enough to eat for myself all day, and I always end up collapsing outside. Do you think I'm the kind of person who could steal money?"

"Excuse me, when I was kicked out of my home all alone, why didn't you care about family ties?"

Aunt Jiang scolded, "You scoundrel! Did I tell you I was kicking you out?"

"I'm teaching you a lesson about not stealing money from home! To teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Jiang Baobin reached out his hand to her.

Aunt Jiang didn't understand what he meant: "What are you doing?"

"Evidence! You keep accusing me of stealing money, but you need evidence!"

"What day was it? How much money was lost? What was the official response?"

Aunt Jiang: "You scoundrel! You just skimmed the money from the delivery receipts, otherwise where would you get the money to buy things?"

Jiang Baobin sighed and shook his head: "In the end, it all comes down to money, doesn't it?"

"Don't say I didn't steal it; even if I did, how much money would it be?"

At this point, Jiang Baobin called out to the stunned crowd, "You all should remember why I was kicked out of my home, right?"

"Just for two fire ropes, fire ropes to repel mosquitoes."

"I picked it up first, and that's how it was. They'd rather let mosquitoes drink my blood than let me use it."

"They actually kicked me out of the house just for a few coins."

"Fine, I'll leave. I'll buy my own things and live on my own."

"But when you saw that I had bought things, you came and tried to take them from me, and in the end you even smashed the water tank."

"I didn't falsely accuse an innocent person, this is a true story, isn't it?"

Jiang's mother: "—"

Jiang Baobin continued to criticize: "When I saw this, I felt uneasy living here."

"So not long after, they moved away again."

"Am I lying? Everyone saw it with their own eyes, right?"

Under Jiang Baobin's gaze, everyone nodded in agreement.

It hasn't even been two years yet, they can't have forgotten so quickly.

Jiang Baobin seized the opportunity to ask, "Are these the kinds of things parents do to their children?"

"Oh, you show no mercy and are trying to wipe me out."

"Now you're talking to me about family ties? Saying I don't respect you."

"Does such kinship even exist in this world? How can I respect you?"

Jiang Ma was so angry at her that she turned pale; she was indeed in the wrong.

But that won't do. As a shrew, she has to argue unreasonably: "I'm your mother! Without me, you wouldn't exist! I'm the one who disciplines you, and you're expected to just accept it!"

Jiang Baobin scoffed, "Stop with your nonsense. Don't you even know what kind of society we live in now?"

"Based on your feudalistic thinking, I'm going to report you to the Military Control Commission!"

Suddenly, an outsider interrupted: "Binzi, you're not right to talk like that. There are no bad parents in the world—"

Jiang Baobin chuckled upon seeing this, exclaiming, "Wow, it's Yi Zhonghai, the Moral Celestial Venerable!"

This person is usually quiet and reserved, why is he suddenly attacking me? What's he up to?

Jiang Baobin was too lazy to argue with him and waved his hand, saying, "I won't report her, I'm just telling her that times have changed."

"Stop using the same old tricks, you'll only hurt yourself, so please be patient."

Yi Zhonghai was suddenly silenced, his face stern as he remained silent.

Jiang Baobin had already made a mental note of this—"Trying to kick me while I'm down at a crucial moment, just you wait and see."

He turned to the deaf old woman and continued, "Grandma, you haven't forgotten the time you saved me, have you?"

The deaf old lady pursed her lips and nodded.

"I was already on the verge of death when I was in that critical situation, and they were unwilling to call a doctor."

"You say I can pull through? If I were really that strong, would I have collapsed outside?"

"Also, I was recuperating in that small, dilapidated house, unable to get out of bed for days, and my body was very weak."

"Did you have eggs at home back then? Did you give me even one?"

"Well, healthy people who can run and jump can eat it, but I, a patient lying in bed, am not qualified to eat it."

"Tell me, if you were me, wouldn't you feel heartbroken?"

"And you're talking to me about family ties? You all don't have any, but I have to? Why should I?"

Boom! The onlookers immediately started talking.

The truth will become clear once the facts are clarified, and Jiang Baobin has revealed everything.

Jiang Ma's selfishness and cold-bloodedness were thus exposed.

"Oh dear! This is slander! They're trying to kill me! They're going to make me so angry!"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Jiang Ma could only resort to throwing a tantrum.

He was slapping his thighs and kicking his legs on the ground.

But it was no use; in this contest of right and wrong, she had already lost.

"Hahaha—" Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out.

Many people laughed along with him.

Jiang's mother finally lost her temper and got up to grab Jiang Baobin.

Although I can't hit her, I can't run away either.

But Jiang Baobin didn't go far. What if this shrew came to his house and made a scene?

Qin Huairu, who has just left the beginner village, is no match for him.

So Jiang Baobin circled around the deaf old lady, making her hesitant to act rashly.

As expected, the deaf old lady quickly got annoyed and snapped at the persistent Jiang Ma, "Jiang family member, stop making a scene. What's the point?"

"Now that you've separated, you should each live your own lives and stop interfering with each other."

Jiang's mother immediately became anxious and said resolutely, "No way! Did I give birth to him and raise him for nothing?"

Jiang Baobin smiled without saying a word, but his true colors were finally about to be revealed.

The deaf old woman was shrewd and could see right through her, but she calmly asked, "So what do you want? Tell me."

Jiang's mother gritted her teeth and decided to lay her cards on the table: "I want him to buy me a house."

He already has two houses, and I don't have any yet.

oh----

Those watching the spectacle all made these kinds of noises, and then a heated discussion ensued.

The way he looked at Aunt Jiang changed again.

At first, I approved of her, but then I shook my head, and now I despise her. She has already treated the child that way, yet she still has the nerve to ask for the house. She is truly shameless!

There were also those who sided with her, such as Yi Zhonghai, who believed that whatever her parents did was right.

Since Jiang Baobin is so rich, what's wrong with him using his money to support his parents?

Yan Bugui, Liu Haizhong, He Daqing, and others also had their own ideas.

However, he wasn't as extreme as Yi Zhonghai.

Although I don't approve of Jiang Baobin buying a house directly for his family.

However, it is wrong to get married without informing others, and it is also wrong to not visit each other during holidays.

At the very least, one must be presentable enough to save face for one's parents and prevent others from laughing at one for being impolite.

These people are all from the father's generation, and now or in the future, they will lord it over their children.

Therefore, they naturally take a position that is advantageous to themselves.

Jiang Baobin ignored them—wait until I get back from South Korea.

If I don't squeeze each and every one of you until you piss, I'll write my name Jiang backwards!

The deaf old lady glanced at Jiang Ma, then turned to Jiang Baobin and asked, "Binzi, is that what you mean?"

Whoosh! All eyes turned to him.

This is a difficult question to answer, since I own two properties while my parents live in a rented apartment.

Now that my parents have made their demands, it wouldn't look good if they ignored them.

Jiang Baobin certainly wouldn't give anyone ammunition; he's very cunning.