GBP Chapter 599 Kicked Out of the House
Chapter 599 Kicked Out of the House
Lu family.
Wang Chenchen knew that Fang Qing was working the night shift. She had already gone to work before he got home from school and would only come back after he fell asleep.
The child didn't think much of it and didn't notice anything unusual.
But Fang Qing hadn't returned for several days in a row, and Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan couldn't hide it from her.
While Wang Chenchen was asleep that day, Lu Cong asked Wang Cuilan to call Lu Jiangting over.
"Father, Mother. Why aren't you asleep yet? What do you want to see me about?"
"Jiang Ting, please sit down first."
Lu Jiangting nodded and sat down.
"Fang Qing hasn't come back for several days. Tell us honestly, what happened?"
Lu Jiangting said, "Dad, Mom, didn't I tell you? Fang Qing and I can't live together anymore, so she moved out."
Where did she move to?
Lu Jiangting shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I hope Father and Mother won't ask. Since we've decided to separate, we shouldn't concern ourselves with her anymore. Where she moves to is none of our business."
"Oh dear, you silly child, even if things can't go on... you should get a divorce. But you're not divorced yet, and Fang Qing has disappeared somewhere. How can this be?"
"Mom, we definitely have to get a divorce. I've already applied to the higher-ups."
Wang Cuilan and Lu Cong exchanged a glance.
It's strange. He didn't divorce Fang Qing even though she was pregnant with another man's child. Why can't he resist getting a divorce this time?
He wondered if Fang Qing would do something shameless again.
"Fang Qing is seeing someone outside?"
Lu Jiangting: "..."
"Dad, don't think about anything, just focus on getting better."
Lu Cong sighed, "I'm already like this, what's the point of trying to recover? I'll just get worse."
"Dad, don't say that." He looked at the empty room and said, "I think you must be bored lying here recuperating. I'll try to get you a TV later, so you can watch TV whenever you want and you won't be bored."
He thought that a better mood would help him recover, so getting his father a television was an urgent matter.
A colleague of mine collects scrap appliances. A couple of days later, after I told him about it, he gave me a second-hand black and white TV that same day.
“They wanted to upgrade to a larger color TV, so they returned their old black-and-white TV. It’s a bit old, but it’s still in good condition. My parents bought it for fifty yuan. We don’t make money off you, so fifty yuan is fine with us.”
"Okay, thank you."
"Wait a minute." The other person found another old antenna and gave it to him as well. "Hang it outside, as high as possible, so you can receive a couple more channels."
"Okay, thanks."
Lu Jiangting carried the television back that very day. Hearing that it only cost fifty yuan, the old man was very happy.
The TV was set up, and after some adjustments, it quickly displayed a clear picture.
Wang Chenchen was also very happy. He said to Lu Jiangting, "My classmates all have TVs at home. They all talk about what's on TV, and I can't join in. I can only sit in the corner and watch them enviously. Now that's great, we have a TV at home too, and I can chat with my classmates."
Lu Jiangting felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. "Chenchen, why didn't you tell your uncle sooner?"
Wang Chenchen lowered her head and said, "I know Uncle Lu doesn't earn money easily, and TVs are so expensive..."
Lu Jiangting sighed, patted his head, and said, "If anything like this happens again, tell Uncle Lu. Our family won't have any big expenses anymore, and we'll be able to save money."
Wang Chenchen nodded gently, "Thank you, Uncle Lu."
"Okay, go do your homework. Come back to me when you're done."
The three of them were fiddling with the television, while the old lady was busy in the kitchen.
And then I couldn't help but think of Fang Qing.
If Fang Qing were here, she wouldn't have to do any of the work.
But when she thought that her son had finally made up his mind to divorce her, she felt that this was a good thing.
Now they have a big house and a TV, and life is getting better and better. Their son is also very handsome; any random guy you pick off the street would be better than Fang Qing.
I just hope he can get things done quickly, divorce Fang Qing soon, and then marry a clean and capable wife.
The old man's health is getting worse and worse; he's still waiting to hold his grandson.
After dinner, the family gathered to watch a TV series. At the end, Lu Cong suddenly asked Lu Jiangting, "Is this produced by Yu Yao's company?"
Lu Jiangting didn't even notice; he asked Lu Cong, "Dad, why are you asking that?"
"In the end, it was shown, right? Nebula Films. I remember that's the name of the company that Yuyao started."
Lu Jiangting frowned. Sure enough, he saw the relevant subtitles after the second episode ended.
Was this really filmed by Yuyao Company?
He recalled an interview last year where he heard that Yu Yao was in charge of both the original novel and the script adaptation for this drama. Was she really that talented?
This isn't something the Fu family could achieve simply by giving her money, resources, and conveniences.
If you don't have any knowledge or skills, you can't make a show like this no matter how much money you spend.
Lu Jiangting felt uneasy. He suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand Yu Yao at all.
"Sigh!" Lu Cong sighed and said, "If only you and Yuyao had gotten married back then."
No one felt good about it. Seeing the dejected look on the father and son's faces, Wang Cuilan said, "Jiang Ting, didn't you say before that Lin Yuyao was stupid? If she's stupid, how could she write a book? Could it be that guy surnamed Fu wrote it for her?"
Lu Jiangting remembered that she was indeed bad at doing homework when she was a child, and no matter how he taught her, she couldn't learn it. He had indeed said that she was very stupid.
But how could he have overlooked the fact that although Yuyao was not good at math, she was very good at Chinese, especially at writing essays.
Lu Jiangting shook his head. "Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Yuyao is just not good at math, but she is very good at writing essays."
Wang Cuilan's lips twitched. "Oh, I thought it was someone surnamed Fu who wrote it for her."
"No, Fu Huaiyi isn't very good at writing essays or reports."
"Sigh, okay. By the way, you and Fang Qing..."
Lu Jiangting almost blurted it out, then gave him a wink.
Wang Cuilan shut up when she saw that Wang Chenchen was still watching TV.
Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Jiangting said, "Chenchen, the TV series has ended, you should go to sleep."
"it is good."
He was still very obedient, knowing that being a good child was the only way to win their favor.
His mother told him that he must hold on tightly to Uncle Lu.
In the future, thanks to Uncle Lu, even if his grades aren't good, he won't have to worry about food and drink.
After the child was put to sleep, Lu Jiangting also went to bed.
Lu Cong called Wang Cuilan over and said to her, "Tonight, take a flashlight and secretly go see where Fang Qing goes after get off work."
"Oh? It's the middle of the night, isn't it dangerous?"
"You're not old enough to be bothered."
But she still dared to say, "Why at night? I'll go for a walk around there tomorrow when she's about to go to work, and I'll just go and ask her directly."