Fatty

After throwing Guan Tianren out of here, Ji Jie dialed Yang Huaijin's phone with trembling hands, feeling that the waiting process was too long, and the shaking microphone made him disgusted.

When the gentle voice of the boy who grew up with him came, Ji Jie's anger suddenly exploded. He called out 'eight guns', his throat tightened, and he was unable to speak.

"What's wrong?" Yang Huaijin knew something had happened when she heard Ji Jie's voice, she was a little nervous, "Speak," Yang Huaijin couldn't hear Ji Jie's voice, after a while, she guessed: "Is it your father...?"

She didn't say the following words, but listening to Ji Jie's silent breathing, Yang Huaijin knew that she had guessed right.

Every time Ji Jie quarrels with his father, he will take strong countermeasures. It is common to run away from home, and locking himself in the room is also a simple way of resistance.And at this time, Ji Jie would call Yang Huaijin.To his brother, Ji Jie was able to reveal a little bit of his thoughts.

Ji Jie's hands were trembling, he took two deep breaths, and said:

"I... borrowed hundreds of dollars from others."

"..." Yang Huaijin paused, and understood everything.The whole school is well-known for Ji Wencheng's strictness towards Ji Jie. After all, there are very few fathers who would not allow their sons to carry more than 100 yuan.

When Ji Jie was still in the Northeast, if there was a gathering of the whole class, the students in the class would not dare to call him last Ji Jie, because it would cost thousands of yuan to go out and play casually, and Ji Jie is not a person who will renege on his debts. I don't know how to pay back the money.

The only person Ji Jie can owe money to is Yang Huaijin.It's ridiculous to say that Ji Jie's family is very wealthy, but after knowing each other for so many years, it is Yang Huaijin who suffers the most. He treats most of the meals out of the house, because he knows that Ji Jie probably only has less than 100 yuan in cash in his wallet.

Ji Jie sat on the sofa and stood up abruptly.His heart was beating violently, as if someone was playing drums inside, and the boy's excited voice sounded a little choked up: "As for?! I, I..."

Years of patience and forbearance made him unable to utter any more complaints. Ji Jie stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking into the distance, as if there were flames beating in his eyes.

As if feeling something, Yang Huaijin also stood in front of the window, comforting: "Don't be angry, your dad just loves you so much..."

"..." Ji Jie almost burst out laughing, for some reason, at that moment, he suddenly thought of the woman in "Waiting", and felt a little sad in his heart.

Yang Huaijin sighed, and said, "It seems that the post office can't send money. Why don't you tell me your bank card number, and I'll send you the money?"

Ji Jie knew that Yang Huaijin was joking.There are countless bank cards bound to Ji Jie, none of which he can use, because the ownership and use rights are firmly in Ji Wencheng's hands.When they arrived in Beijing, Guan Tianren's family took care of those bank cards as a matter of course, and every transaction would be directly fed back to Ji Wencheng.

In fact, Ji Wencheng is not stingy with his son.The 100 yuan does not use time, that is to say, you can ask for it when you run out.How could it not be enough for him to ask for more than a few times a day?But the point is, it's okay to ask for money, but you have to tell Ji Wencheng the reason for using the money.

Then it looks like: You spend money on things, whatever, but let me know about the money.Let me decide if necessary.

Bisheng Ji Jie has a very strong self-esteem and never asks Ji Wencheng for money, so Ji Wencheng seems to be very stingy with Ji Jie.

Just as Ji Jie was about to say something, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.He turned his head to look at the entrance, and heard Guan Tianren's miserable voice outside the door: "Ji Jie... I don't know what you misunderstood, but I really didn't..."

He paused, not knowing what to say.

Yang Huaijin on the phone also heard Guan Tianren's voice and asked, "Who is this?"

"..." Ji Jie was not polite, and said coldly, "My father's lackey."

After speaking, Ji Jie walked from the window to the door, and suddenly kicked the anti-theft door forcefully, only to hear "Boom! ' With a loud bang, the solid anti-theft door began to tremble, and there was no sound outside the door.

"I'll let you go." Ji Jie's voice was calm and cold, "Come again, I'll kill you, don't you believe it?"

Being able to scold someone proves that Ji Jie is not so angry anymore, Yang Huaijin giggled twice, and joked: "Ji Jie, your temper is really getting bigger and bigger."

Hearing that there was no more sound outside the door, Ji Jie's sharp eyes gradually softened.He didn't speak.

"I see that I must quickly find a girl to open up a bud for our brother, to relieve the fire."

"...Damn it," Ji Jie scolded angrily, "Can you stop farting in your mouth?"

Yang Huaijin smiled, and after a while, asked:

"Then what will you do next?"

Ji Jie clenched his fists until his joints cracked, but before he could say anything, Guan Tianren knocked on the door again, trying to reason: "Ji Jie, don't do this, I want to have a good talk with you."

Yang Huaijin heard Guan Tianren's gentle voice on the phone, and felt that this person was reliable.You know, Ji Jie looks weak and slender, but in fact he has a violent and ruthless personality.If you shake your fist, he will be more ruthless than you; but if you reason with him, he will listen patiently.

Sure enough, Ji Jie was silent for a while, and hurriedly said to Yang Huaijin:

"I have something to do, I'll call you later."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yang Huaijin moved the phone away from her ear, looked at the screen that was slowly turning black, and sighed.

His brother, when will he be a little more mature?

Ji Jie over there took a deep breath, opened the door, and saw Guan Tianren, who was sweating outside, raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to knock on the door again.

Ji Jie leaned against the door frame, nodded to Guan Tianren, and signaled him to speak up if he had something to say, and he didn't need to come in.

But Guan Tianren did not compromise, he shrunk his huge body, squeezed past Ji Jie with difficulty, and walked into the room, with a barely concealed tremor in his voice: "...Do you want to eat something?"

"..." The anger in Ji Jie's heart began to rise again, and he looked at him sharply, as if he was saying 'no' even while breathing.

The cold sweat on Guan Tianren's back came out, he quickly walked to the bathroom, took out the rag and mop, and quickly put together the tiles broken by Ji Jie, with an expression on his face as if he was punished by the teacher to stand pupils.

Ji Jie's character is indeed a bit domineering, but he is not unreasonable.He vented all the grievances and anger he received from his father on Guan Tianren, and now Guan Tianren is not only not angry, but honestly helping him clean up the house, which made Ji Jie frown and feel apologetic up.

But this kind of apology was not enough to show, Ji Jie just walked to the door and closed the wide open anti-theft door.

Guan Tianren breathed a sigh of relief, but then became a little nervous again.While wiping the porridge that was getting everywhere on the tiles with a rag, he said, "...I didn't tell your father about you borrowing money from me."

The living room was filled with the smell of overturned fish porridge, which was extremely delicious.

Ji Jie moved his hand.

"..." Guan Tianren bit the bullet and said, "...It was my dad who found out that there were too many... those bottles of perfume in my schoolbag. Then he wanted to return it to Mother Ji..."

Ji Jie was startled.

When Father Guan found out that Ji Wencheng didn't give Ji Jie the cash, he probably understood the way the father and son got along. On the one hand, he didn't want to return the perfume to Ji Jie, for fear of hurting his self-esteem; What a misunderstanding.So Guanfu called Ji's mother because he felt that mothers can understand and respect children better than fathers.

But what he didn't know was that although Ji Wencheng didn't take the initiative to call Ji Jie, as long as there was a call from Beijing, no matter who answered it, he would stand silently behind him and listen to the news from his son in the distance.

Ji Jie frowned, paused, and said, "After all the calculations... Isn't it what you said?"

Guan Tianren lowered his head: "The nature is different. I am not your father... sent to monitor you."

"..."

"I want to take care of you." Guan Tianren swallowed his saliva, trembling nervously, his hands were dirty with the soup-soaked rag.

Guan Tianren stammered and said:

"I want, I want to be friends with you."