GBP Chapter 373 The Stranger Who Came to the Door
Chapter 373 The Stranger Who Came to the Door
Jiang Xue's parents now rent a house in the old town, which was the most prosperous commercial area in Yue City twenty or thirty years ago.
At that time, the streets were bustling with traffic and people, a truly lively place.
However, as time went by and the city continued to develop, new commercial districts sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and this place was gradually forgotten and became dilapidated.
Nowadays, the roads here are no longer smooth; they are full of potholes, and vehicles always make a bumpy sound when driving on them.
The houses along the street also bear the marks of time, with mottled walls and peeling paint.
Most of the people you see on the street are middle-aged and elderly. They are either sitting in front of their doors basking in the sun or taking leisurely walks, as if time has slowed down here.
Jiang Xue's mother walked to the apartment complex where her family rented a place. It was an old complex, and all the buildings there were walk-up apartments.
Their home is on the third floor. Although the house is small and simple, it is full of the warmth of home.
As soon as I got downstairs, I saw many elderly people from the same building sitting downstairs, basking in the sun. They all greeted Jiang Xue's mother warmly.
"Oh, Aunt Jiang, you seem so happy today, buying so many things?" A neighbor who knew Jiang Xue's mother well asked with a smile.
"Yes, we have guests coming over, so we bought some good food to entertain them," Jiang Xue's mother replied with a smile.
“Then we’ll have to prepare properly; the guests must be very important,” another elderly man said.
"Yes, he's a very important guest." After saying this, Jiang Xue's mother said goodbye to the neighbors and went upstairs to go home.
After returning home, Jiang Xue's mother immediately got to work. The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, a brisk, rhythmic "thump, thump, thump."
Jiang Xue's father was a dark-skinned middle-aged man. He was not physically strong, but years of manual labor had given him a firm physique.
It wasn't the exaggerated muscles you get from working out in the gym, but rather lean, powerful muscles.
Jiang Xue's father was not a talkative person; he quietly helped Jiang Xue's mother from the side.
Watching his wife busy in the kitchen, his thoughts were inevitably drawn back to the past.
It's been so long since I've seen my wife look so radiant.
When my wife was sick before, she would lie in bed all day, her face pale and she had no energy at all.
Now that his wife has recovered and her face has regained its former rosy hue, he is filled with joy.
Thinking of this, the man, who had never complained of being tired no matter how hard the work was, couldn't help but get a little teary-eyed.
"What are you doing? I called you several times and you didn't answer." Jiang Xue's mother's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh, I was just spacing out. What did you say?" Jiang Xue's father snapped out of his reverie and said somewhat embarrassedly.
"I asked you to take down the unused dishes from the cupboard," Jiang Xue's mother said again, sounding helpless.
"Okay." Jiang Xue's father responded and was about to reach for it when he hesitated for a few beats.
After all, they had been married for many years, and Jiang Xue's mother quickly noticed the problem.
"Is your shoulder uncomfortable? I still have the plaster I bought last time, I'll go find it for you." Jiang Xue's mother said, turning down the heat and going to find the plaster.
Then, she began applying medicine to Jiang Xue's father.
Over the years, Jiang Xue's father has worked tirelessly for the family, which has caused him to suffer from many health problems.
After all, they do physical labor and don't have time to rest properly. When they get old, their health will probably be even worse.
“Don’t work so hard anymore. Now that I’m healthier, I can find a job to help support the family,” Jiang Xue’s mother said with heartache.
"Okay." Jiang Xue's father simply replied. He didn't want to spoil the mood at this moment, and he knew that his wife was worried about him.
Just then, a knock came at the door, breaking the cozy atmosphere.
Jiang Xue's mother said with some surprise upon hearing the voice:
"It must be Zhenzhen. Hurry up and get ready, I'll go open the door."
Jiang Xue's mother quickly applied the plaster and happily went to open the door.
However, when she opened the door, she didn't see Tian Zhenzhen, but two strange men dressed in suits.
The two were dressed very formally, with their hair neatly styled, making them seem somewhat out of place with Jiang Xue's parents' house and even the old-fashioned building.
In particular, the way the two looked at Jiang Xue's mother was striking. Although their faces were expressionless, the contempt and disdain in their eyes were unmistakable.
Jiang Xue's mother naturally saw and sensed it, but she still took the initiative to speak:
"Who are you looking for? Have you got the wrong room?"
Jiang Xue's mother's first thought was that the two must have mistaken her for someone else.
She didn't recognize the two people in front of her.
"You've come to the right person, you must be Zeng Hua, right? You're the one we're looking for."
The stranger leading the group called out Jiang Xue's mother's name directly.
Jiang Xue's mother was very puzzled when she heard that it was indeed someone looking for her.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?"
"We've come to see you because we have good news."
We know you have a medicine that can treat patients with heart disease.
Our boss is willing to pay one million to buy the medicine you have.
All you need to do is sign this contract and hand over the medicine to me, and one million will be transferred to your account immediately.
As the stranger spoke, he took out a document and a pen from his briefcase.
They pushed it directly in front of Jiang Xue's mother.
Jiang Xue's mother was still a little confused. Why did it cost one million yuan to buy her medicine?
No, this medicine was truly given to her; how could she possibly sell it?
No matter how much money you offer, she won't sell.
Seeing that Jiang Xue's mother wouldn't sign, the stranger said with some dissatisfaction:
"What? You think one million isn't enough? I advise you to just sign it."
We're still willing to spend money to buy them; if we have the money, we'll keep them.
If you dare to push your luck, we have plenty of ways to make you compromise.
A million is not a small amount. Don't be greedy. People like that often die without even knowing how they died.