I can't stand it anymore: The abstinent president has so many tricks

evening,

In a rental house in the countryside, Feng Lan was discussing with her son what to do next because Lin Xiaoyu's phone had been turned off.

"Mom, Junhao has used up all his 50,000 yuan to pay off his gambling debts, and my sister doesn't agree to give him a son, so why don't we move?"

Lin Hao was worried that Ying Junhao would ask them for money, so he thought about running away.

Feng Lan pushed her son hard and scolded him impatiently.

"Get lost, you are such a grown up and you just run away all day long. He can find us even though we live in such a poor mountain valley. How can you hide in the sky?"

"Mom, what should we do? We can't afford to pay the money and we can't find the person. We can't just wait for them to come to our door."

Seeing her son, whom she regarded as her life, panicking when something happened, Feng Lan was so angry.

"Now you know you're anxious. Why didn't you seem anxious when we were playing with money at the store? You sold me pig's trotters and beer, but I asked you for anything but you didn't give me any. If you hadn't eaten and drunk so much that you were in debt, would I have asked you for money?"

Lin Hao's face was full of grievance. It was obviously his mother who wanted to extort money from others. She used the excuse that she didn't have any expenses to see Lin Xiaoyu, so she gave the money to that stupid man. But now she was blaming him.

"Mom, what's the point of saying that? You and my second uncle were hiding in the house eating delicious food without calling me."

Feng Lan wanted to vent her anger by cursing a few more times, but she didn't expect this brat to bring up this matter. She then glared at him fiercely and said impatiently:

"Alright, alright, why are you still talking about your uncle? Nothing happened between him and me, don't talk nonsense. By the way, I asked you to save the phone number of Ying, did you save it?"

"I saved it, but my phone screen broke today, so I can't see anything."

Upon hearing that the contact information could not be found, Feng Lan was about to curse, but the next second Lin Hao quickly added a sentence.

"But don't worry, Mom. I wrote down Junhao's phone number on the calendar right after he left."

As she was holding her breath, the sudden turn made Feng Lan couldn't help but let out a fart. However, the sound of the fart was too small, and if it weren't for the smell betraying the air, no one else would have noticed it.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Lin Hao took a light sniff, and the strong smell of chives made him think that something was burning in the pot.

Feng Lan fanned her nose with her hands and sent her son away on the pretext of asking for his phone number.

"Oh, it's okay. Your uncle brought some pig intestines to our house. Go get Ying Junhao's phone number. Mom wants to call him."

At this point, escape is obviously the stupidest way. Feng Lan, who has been hanging around the village for years, decided to contact Ying Junhao on her own initiative. Maybe after this call, the other party will take the initiative to show her some filial piety.

Not long after, Lin Hao returned to Feng Lan with a calendar in his hand and a worried look on his face.

"Mom, look, this is the number. We can't pay the money back. What are you going to say to Junhao?"

Feng Lan took the calendar card with one hand and glared at her stupid son again.

"It's the first time he comes to our house and you call him brother Junhao so affectionately, and you don't allow mom to get close to him either."

What she meant was that she wanted to become a godparent with Ying Junhao, but she never expected that Lin Hao was so shocked after hearing that.

"Mom, do you want Junhao to be my stepfather? Stop it. Although Junhao is not good-looking, he definitely won't look down on a broken-down old lady like you."

Seeing this brat speaking rudely, Feng Lan got so angry that she picked up the calendar and hit him on the head.

"F**k you, you are the one who is a broken flower. I want to adopt him as my godson and stepfather. You are dreaming. Even if he doesn't mind marrying me, he will definitely not want something like you that he doesn't have."

"Mom, I know I was wrong. It hurts. It hurts me."

Lin Hao was beaten so hard that he begged for mercy again and again. Although he had a bad temper, he really didn't dare to fight back when his mother beat him.

Finally, Feng Lan, who was exhausted from the fight, sat down on the stool, gasping for breath, but still refusing to give in.

"How could I have given birth to a bastard like you with that damned bastard? I'm still charming, but how come you've made me look like a fallen woman?"

While she was scolding her son, she did not forget to dial Ying Junhao's number on her mobile phone.

Seeing that the call was connected, Feng Lan stopped insulting her son and changed her tone to a friendly one.

"Junhao, I'm your Aunt Feng. Something unexpected happened with what I promised you before. You've grown up and don't want me to take care of your marriage. Although you can't be my son-in-law, Aunt Feng likes you from the bottom of my heart. How about Aunt Feng lick your face and recognize you as her godson?"

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then a man with a rough voice began to swear at him.

"Fuck you, you old woman who's lost her love for her son, you've gone crazy, right? I'm your father, I'm your ancestor, you slut, get out of here, if you dare to take advantage of me again, I'll fucking kill you!"

Beep..beep..beep....

Before Feng Lan could come to her senses, the phone was disconnected.

Lin Hao heard the heart-wrenching screams on the phone from several meters away. Seeing his mother's confused look, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Mom, who are you calling?"

Feng Lan came back to her senses and blinked hard, and her tone was full of confusion when she spoke.

"You...you Junhao brother, hey~ what's going on..."

Seeing the astonishment in his mother's eyes, Lin Hao took the phone and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Mom, you... you dare to save the phone number of northern Myanmar?"

After these words were spoken, Feng Lansao's old face turned blue and purple, and his tone of voice became even more evasive.

"Oh, the person who called me before was a young man. I saved the message thinking it might be useful in the future, but I didn't expect it to be an old man. I quickly deleted it. Xiaohao, I can't see the screen clearly now, please call Junhao."

Lin Hao glared at her helplessly and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak because she was his mother.

Then he called Ying Junhao again according to the number on the calendar.

With the previous lesson in mind, in order to ensure that no mistakes would be made this time, Feng Lan chose to let the other party speak first.

"Hello! I'm Ying Junhao. Who are you?"

After hearing the other party actively give his name and confirming it was correct, Feng Lan slowly spoke.

"Junhao, I'm your Aunt Feng, the damned brat... No, I'm Lin Xiaoyu's biological mother. You came to my house a few days ago and bought a lot of things and visited me."

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