Super son-in-law of a beautiful president

In the lobby of the bank.

An old man about 70 years old was sitting slumped on the ground.

Beside him were dozens of bundles of hundred-dollar bills and a black plastic bag with a hole in it.

A few bank staff and a few depositors who came to do business stood by and kept persuading the old man.

The old man was very emotional.

The staff are dumbfounded.

But the depositors watching were all filled with righteous indignation.

"Master, the money you brought is not real money. We really can't deposit it in your passbook." The bank staff took a stack of banknotes from the ground and explained to the old man lying on the ground earnestly.

The old man was skinny, dressed in ragged clothes, with deep wrinkles on his face, and his eyes were a little dull.

But he said firmly with a strong hometown dialect: "You...you lied to people, you lied to me, an old man. The money was given to me by my son. Very rich, he can't give me fake money. You...don't try to lie to me."

The old man is from a village in a neighboring province, and his family has been farmers for generations.

He was illiterate, and his wife left early, but the thing he was most proud of in his life was raising a promising son.

His son is a well-known local entrepreneur.

Later, the son felt that there was too little room for development in his hometown, so he came to Yongzhou.

The old man didn't want to come here to disturb his son's career, but the dilapidated brick houses at home have long been in disrepair and are too dilapidated to live in.Moreover, his eyes also suffered from cataracts, and his vision became more and more blurred.

Then he gritted his teeth and came to Yongzhou to find his son.

The son is very capable and filial. He let the old man live in an old garage in his villa.

The old man was very happy. He had never lived in such a spacious house in his life. It did not leak, the walls were flat, and the rolling doors were all electric, which was very high-tech.

Not only that.

Just last night, his son gave him a large plastic bag of money.

His eyesight is not good, but after counting, there are more than 40 bundles, which is more than 40!
The son said, let him take the money and go back to his hometown to repair the dilapidated house.

The old man has been diligent and thrifty all his life, how can he be willing to spend it?

So today I am going to deposit this money into my only passbook, which is a passbook for receiving the minimum living allowance for the elderly.

But what the old man didn't expect was that when he came to save money, the bank staff told him that the money was fake money and couldn't be saved at all.

how could it be possible?
The staff of the bank continued to say patiently: "Grandpa, you see how old you are, can we lie to you? To be honest, your money is not even fake money. These...these are ghost coins. One-to-one high-quality imitation, more imitated ghost coins. Look here, it says 'Huaxiadi General Bank' printed on it, can you read it clearly, sir?"

The old man shook his head abruptly: "Young man, don't fool me, old man. If you don't save it for me, I won't leave. Let me tell you, my son is very promising, and my son lives in a big villa. My son is driving a teacher (Rolls Royce) that others say is several million. It is impossible for my son to give me fake money. You must be dazzled, dazzled..."

Another bank employee raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said anxiously: "What do you think happened to this? I called his son just now, but he hasn't come yet! Not yet. Come on? This... This has seriously affected our normal work, and everyone is still waiting to do business!"

At this time, another staff member came over and said angrily: "It's a small matter to affect the business, but it is a big matter to cause bad influence. This old man makes such a fuss, if someone spreads the video on the Internet, those irresponsible people will eat it." The melon audience thought that our bank did something wrong. We will take the blame.”

"..."

For a time, there were different opinions.

In fact, the bank called the police early in the morning.

The police also came, but they couldn't persuade the old man after a lot of effort. They could only ask the bank staff to try to contact the old man's family members and let the family members come out to do work.

Now, the police have gone out to buy water to drink.

The depositors who came to do business also sent out bursts of discussion:

"What kind of son did this old man have? It's fine if he doesn't give the old man money, but he gave a bunch of ghost coins. Not to mention, these ghost coins are really imitated, and they can't be seen from a distance."

"If I have such a son, hum, I might as well strangle him to death!"

"This is the sin of several generations, to give birth to such a wonderful son, to give his father Mingbihua. I have seen unfilial people, but I have never seen such unfilial ones!"

"This old man is really pitiful. He was deceived by his son, and he is still here saying that his son is good or bad. Hmph, if it's really good, can you come out in such tattered clothes? Can you use Ming coins to fool you?"

"There are cruel sons and daughters, but there are no cruel parents. This is absolutely true."

"..."

The old man was very angry after hearing what everyone said, and he was still trying his best to defend his son: "You...don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, my son is very, very good. I'm here to find me My son, I lived in his big villa for three days. My son asked me to eat instant noodles every day. The stuff is delicious. It crumbles when chewed, and it can be soaked in hot water. It is delicious. My son is filial, The place where I live is also good. The floor is covered with cement, and the walls are old and white. There is also a door, which is old-fashioned. When you press the switch, it opens instantly. Press the switch again, and it closes again..."

As he spoke, he showed a sense of happiness on his face.

Perhaps, in his opinion, this kind of living conditions are many times better than those in the small rural houses.

The old man laughed, very simple.

Although the wrinkles on his face deepened, it contained a simple old father's sustenance and hope for his son.

heard here.

Everyone's heart is followed by a sour.

Even the bank staff who had been persuading the old man couldn't help wiping away his tears.

At this time, a middle-aged woman stood up from the equal chair and said angrily: "Master, your son let you live in the garage, right? With a rolling door..."

Everyone suddenly realized!

Hearing the old man's description just now, it is indeed a garage.

That's right, he's well-off now, he's rich, he's living in a big villa, and he can let his old father live in a garage.

In the crowd, several people were already sobbing uncontrollably.

Humans, after all, are emotional animals.

Sudden.

A well-dressed and dignified middle-aged man rushed in from the outside.

It was Easton.

"You old man, you didn't stay at home honestly, why did you come to the bank, shame on you, shame on you!" Easton stepped forward and pulled the old man up, blushing and scolding thickly: "You ...You want to piss me off, you've lost all my face! Pick up the money quickly, follow me, follow me!"

The old man's eyes are not good, but his nose is bright. He said with concern: "Son, are you drinking again? Drinking is not good for your health. You forgot that you vomited blood when you drank alcohol in high school. It scared me..."

"Shut up, you know you're stupid! Take care of yourself." Easton said impatiently: "I'm in good health, and everyone said it nicely. If I don't drink or socialize, how can I make money and support myself?" Your grandson, how do you make money to support your daughter-in-law? You think the money is all blown by the wind, and it's all from drinking at the wine table, friendship or something..."

The old man seemed to have gotten used to his son's attitude, he lowered his body and began to pick up the banknotes on the ground: "Dong'er, there's so much money, quick, help me pick it up. You...you tell them, you...you gave Dad Real money, real money, right? They said, they said it was fake. It was money spent by dead people..."

The bank worker couldn't help but took a step forward, and said to Easton, "How can you give your father Mingbi?"

"It's up to you, get out of here!" Easton scolded angrily, "I'm messing around with my old man, can you take care of me?"

The staff member said: "Who is playing around with Ming coins?"

Easton looked around, and said angrily: "Hua... Huasheng Bank, right? You are Huasheng Bank... Let me tell you, I also have a large amount of business in Huasheng Bank, several times a year. There is always a billion turnover. With your attitude, I will never use your bank again. Hmph, let you lose a super big customer!"

The staff hesitated to speak.

There were two customers who couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to criticize Easton, but they were held back by the depositors next to them.

In these days, it is risky to draw your sword to help when you see injustice.

Many of them are doing good deeds to make a show of themselves.

Lu Ping walked in from the outside at this time.

His mood didn't look good, sullen and serious enough to freeze the air.

"Let's... let's go." Easton grabbed the old man's arm and smiled at Lu Ping: "When I send our old man back, I will go to Auto Trade City with you to sign the agreement. In addition to this Ten cars can still be digested."

Lu Ping asked: "Is this uncle yours...?"

"I... my old man, I... my dad." After Easton hesitated for a while, he called out the word 'dad' insincerely.

But that far-fetched tone was full of contempt and disgust.

so that.

He insisted on yelling out the sacred word 'Dad' with an air similar to that of a beggar picked up on the street.

It seems that this word has always been a burden in his eyes.

"Beast!" Lu Ping took a wad of 'money' from the old man's hand, and slammed it on Easton's face.

Easton's face was masked: "You... what are you doing?"

"Tell me, do you usually spend this kind of money yourself?" Lu Ping is actually not a nosy person, but he always felt a dull pain in his heart when he encountered this kind of thing today.

"I...I... Driver Xiaolu, you may not understand the situation very well." Easton wanted to get angry at first, but recalling the scenes in the hotel, he suppressed his anger forcibly, pointed at the old man, and pointed at the old man again. Pointing to his temple, he said: "Our old man, he is not normal here. If I give him real money, he will have to tear it up if he can't stand it."

Lu Ping sneered: "I really want to tear you apart now! You are such a dog that even your parents don't pay attention to, tell me, is there any meaning for you to live?"

"Son, no...no...don't hit my son, don't hit my son." At this moment, the old man suddenly became old and burst into tears, his old eyes reflected a mixed feeling of sadness.

That is human.

Great feeling.

to hurt.

Lu Ping understood instantly.

In fact, the old man is not confused.

He just, as a father, showed the kind of trust, protection, tolerance and so on for his son.

This is simply a setting that tears people's hearts.

God established the sky, established the earth, and established the identities of parents and children.

As a parent, whether you are poor or rich, the first thing you think about is the happiness of your children, and what you think about is how to give more to your children.

But what about as children?
Too many tragedies!
Too many 'wall notes'!
Too many 'Easton' type child representatives!
"Easton, you really taught me a lot today." Lu Ping clenched his fists, then loosened them, clenched them again, and then loosened them again. He really wanted to punch this well-dressed and unworthy son into the eighteenth floor. Hell, never be human.

But he was afraid that if he was killed, the old man would feel even more sad.

"You are a bastard who is not as good as a beast. I don't want to tell you any great truths, and you won't listen." Lu Ping glanced at the tearful old man, and then said: "Kneel down for me right now, and think about it carefully. Tell me, how did you, Easton, come into this world? Tell me, did you jump out of a crack in a rock? If so, you don’t need to kneel!”

quack quack!
A burst of spontaneous applause.

The staff of the bank, as well as the depositors who came to do business, all listened with enthusiasm.

Finally someone stood up and taught this bastard a lesson.

"It's easy to scold, it's easy to scold, this kind of person is indeed worse than a beast! No one will be pitiful if you kill it!"

"Nima, there are so many human traffickers. Why didn't anyone abduct him when he was a child? His arms and legs were broken, and his eyes were gouged out. Let's see if he dares to treat his parents like this!"

"It would be great if this kind of rebellious son could be sentenced, and give him a life sentence!"

"..."

The sounds of crusade instantly became one.

"Xiao Lu Xiao Lu...Xiao Lu, calm down, calm down." Yi Shidong's face turned pale, and he seemed to be half awake from the wine, followed by a burst of shock.

Lu Ping asked, "How do you tell me to calm down?"

Easton leaned over to Lu Ping, and whispered in his ear: "Driver Xiao Lu, you are accompanying me to deal with things now, you should help me, don't tear down my station! I promised you that... ...Ten cars..."

"You're threatening me with those ten cars, right?" Lu Ping said.

Easton said softly: "I didn't mean to threaten you, but you...but you shouldn't..."

talking and talking.

He stopped suddenly.

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This chapter is adapted based on real events. I hope that all children in the world can repay their kindness and treat their parents well.