Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

"Auntie?"

Upon seeing who it was, Chen Mo called out.

Chen Rui was clearly surprised to see so many people in the room. She instinctively looked up and exclaimed, "Oh, everyone's here!"

"What's wrong, Rui Rui?" Li Guihua asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, you guys go first!" Chen Rui waved her hand.

"Sister-in-law, I can smell the meat! Why isn't the food served yet?"

"Are you just going to say that?" Chen Rui asked.

"Absolutely!" Auntie interjected, "If things aren't explained clearly, we won't even get to eat!"

The aunt looked at the uncle, who lowered his eyes and picked up the water glass on the table.

"Damn it!"

"They only have a few nephews and nieces, and they're really unloved by their maternal grandparents and uncles!" the aunt scolded.

"Old Liu, how much money do you have left at home?"

"Two hundred and sixty!"

"Give Xiaomo 240 yuan, and keep 20 yuan for yourself!"

My uncle exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly.

"Alright!" Auntie tapped the table. "Chen Mo, here's two hundred and forty for you. Don't think it's too little!"

Chen Mo was about to speak when his aunt looked away and stared directly at his uncle: "Big brother, what about you?"

Aunt and Chen Mo both tensed up and looked at their uncle sitting there.

Unlike ordinary people, my uncle married into the family and we usually don't see each other even once a year.

And over the years, from his youth to now with gray hair, my uncle has never been able to hold his head up high.

Upon hearing his aunt's voice, the eldest uncle looked up and said, "I...I still have some savings."

"Oh, you actually have some savings?" Auntie interrupted, "So the child won't have the surname Li, meaning you won't need to spend money in the future, right?"

"How many businesses actually succeed when borrowing money? And if they do, what about your share?"

The eldest uncle swallowed hard.

He reached for the teacup, and his aunt patted the back of his hand.

"Speak up, what kind of tea do you want?"

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

My aunt gently shook her head, turned her face away, and refused to look at my uncle and his wife.

Auntie hurriedly interjected, "Xiao Mo, you know my family. I only have two hundred on hand. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Your uncle is in trouble, so let it go!"

Chen Mo said, "My uncle is getting old. Eating well, drinking well, and being in good health are the most important things."

"Uncle, are you alright?"

The eldest uncle turned his face away, neither looking at Chen Mo nor at his aunt.

Aunt put the mirror aside and pushed the tea towards Uncle.

Chen Fen, standing to the side, looked at her uncle curiously and whispered, "Uncle, how much does a color TV cost?"

The younger uncle put his hand on Chen Fen's shoulder: "It's over a thousand, it's not easy to buy without a ticket."

"Then why can my eldest uncle buy a color TV, while my second brother says his family is in trouble and can't borrow money?"

Chen Fen's voice was very soft.

The sound was especially clear because no one was speaking inside.

"Haha." The younger uncle tried his best to hold Chen Fen down.

"Aren't hamsters pretty...?"

"Uncle, you didn't know either?"

"Stop talking...you." The uncle lowered his voice.

Chen Rui, who had been watching this area closely, suddenly spoke up: "Borrow money? Chen Mo, you want to borrow money?"

"Yes, Auntie."

"Isn't this just about starting my own small business?" Chen Mo forced a smile.

"I see. How much more is needed?"

"I saved up some money a few years ago, about two or three hundred. I'll give it to you to use first," my aunt said.

"Auntie, there's still quite a bit of a difference."

"By the way, Auntie, what brings you here?" Chen Mo changed the subject.

"Just like you!" The aunt clapped her hands.

"Same as me?" Chen Mo was completely confused, and the others in the room also looked at Chen Rui.

"That's right!"

"What's that?" Chen Mo asked.

"Borrow money!" the aunt uttered.

Chen Mo looked completely confused.

The uncle couldn't help but ask, "You said you were going to lend Chen Mo two hundred yuan?"

"yes!"

"So, you're here to borrow money?"

"That's right!" Chen Rui said matter-of-factly.

"Chen Fen, did you understand?" The younger uncle looked at Chen Fen.

"No!" Chen Fen answered honestly.

"Hahaha." Chen Rui laughed out loud: "Chen Mo, Grandpa and Grandma's house is on fire."

"What's so exciting about this?" Chen Mo wasn't surprised, having already heard about it from his uncle.

Auntie, on the other hand, looked at Chen Rui with a strange expression and a hint of resentment.

"No sooner had the fire been put out than your uncle started urging me to come out and ask for money!" Chen Rui continued.

"They said that if the house isn't repaired, they'll sleep on the street with their grandparents tonight."

"Whoever doesn't contribute is an unfilial son!"

"How much?" Chen Mo asked.

"Wow, you're actually paying for it?" Chen Rui rubbed her forehead.

"My grandparents have been living off their pensions for so many years, someone has to give some of it back, right?"

"My dear nephew, you'd better be more careful!"

"Uh!" Chen Mo's face stiffened: "Aunt..."

"Don't worry about gossip!" Chen Rui gently shook her head.

"I'll withdraw the money and bring it to you tomorrow morning. I'll see how much I have, and I'll give you three hundred if I have three hundred left."

"If it really is two hundred, don't complain about it being too little!"

"It's good to be filial to grandparents, but there's no rush," Chen Rui said softly.

Chen Mo remained silent, looking at Chen Rui.

"I'll save the bicycle for you today, you can ride it."

Hearing Chen Rui speak, her aunt's face relaxed.

Chen Mo frowned. Chen Rui wasn't doing well at home, and if the couple found out about this, there would inevitably be more trouble.

This money can be kept!

Forget about bicycles!

He was just about to speak when suddenly the curtain was flung open.

A cold wind blew in.

Uncle stood there like an enraged leopard, staring intently at Chen Rui.

Behind him stood his grandfather, his hair streaked with gray, his head drooping.

"Chen Rui, what did you say?"

Chen Rui's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure: "I said I need to lend Chen Mo some money and leave the bicycle here!"

"Furthermore, my second brother's family didn't receive a single penny for the house that burned down!"

This sentence is sharper than the cold wind.

The uncle's face turned pale. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Rui, saying, "You...you..."

"What? Did I put Dad's retirement money in my pocket?" Chen Rui glared back.

Suddenly, the uncle turned his face sharply: "Dad, I can't control you anymore."

"You should go live with the second brother and his family!"

"My son is an engineer, and the factory gave him a television as a prize."

"The aroma of the stewed meat fills half the village."

"In the end, they couldn't even bear to pay eight hundred!"

"You can stay here then, they'll see if you don't starve!"

Grandpa didn't dare to speak.

My uncle kept talking: "Over the years, we've taken care of you two, but we haven't dared to eat or drink anything, and we're also burdened with a child who can't get married."

"Tell me honestly, have we ever deprived you of a single bite to eat?"

"Now that the house has burned down, the second son will have to pay. Dad, if you can't come up with the money, you can stay here!"

The younger uncle took two steps back.

Chen's father turned his head to look at his own father, his eyes full of estrangement.

He was the one who went to get the sugar last time.

My father had already said that he didn't want him to visit his grave, even if he died.

But what's wrong with me today?

Grandpa didn't dare look at Chen Mo and Chen's father. He looked at Li Guihua beside him and said, "Guihua, about this..."