In the small flat house, only a chandelier on the roof exudes dim light. Three adults sat around the square table, and two other people stood behind Fang's father and mother. There was a seat on the table for Fang Xiaobao.
Fang Xiaobao put down his schoolbag, but he didn't sit down there. Instead, he ran to the bed next to him, brought his own small bench, and lay down on the bed to do his homework.
The fourth grade homework is not difficult, but the teachers here are not good at teaching, Fang Xiaobao has to spend a little time in order to finish the homework.
While he was doing his homework, the conversation over there continued.
Fang Honghua first said: "I have raised Xiaobao for so many years. Although he is not my own, I have spent a lot of effort. You have also seen that the conditions here are not good, but Xiaobao is my son. If there is anything good, I will use it closely first. If there is one egg, I will give him all. If there are two eggs, I will also give him one and a half. I treat Xiaobao as my own son, and he will return to him If you want to take care of me until the end of my life, if you take it away if you say so, then I won’t have a son?”
"Yanyan is my son!" Mother Fang said excitedly, "If he hadn't been abducted back then, he should be with us in the capital now, how could he be your son!?"
Father Fang quickly put his arms around her shoulders and patted her comfortingly.
Fang's mother also noticed that she was too emotional, she took a deep breath, then calmed down, and said: "I know that you can't bear to let Yanyan leave you, you are all mothers, I understand your mood very well , but Yanyan is my son after all, I finally found my son, there is no reason for me not to bring him home."
The room fell silent for a moment.
Fang Xiaobao, who was lying on the bed doing homework, quietly raised his head.
He is already ten years old, and he can already understand what adults are saying.
He always knew that he was not Mama Hua's biological son. As long as he could remember, people in the village began to tell him that he was bought by Hua Mama, and that he would give Hua Mama a retirement pension in the future. He told him about his life experience.
Regardless of whether it was Mama Hua's own or not, Mama Hua treated him better than everyone else, and everyone envied his Mama Hua, and Fang Xiaobao didn't think there would be any problem if he was not his own.
But now his biological parents have found him.
That should be his biological parents, right? Fang Xiaobao secretly looked at those people.
They are wearing really nice clothes.
Fang Xiaobao had never worn such fine clothes. The richest person in their village is the village head. Da Zhuang can wear several sets of new clothes every year, but those new clothes of Da Zhuang are not as good-looking as the clothes of these people in front of him.
His biological parents are outsiders, right? Fang Xiaobao knew that people in big cities outside wore beautiful clothes and drove beautiful cars, and even the houses they lived in were tall and beautiful. College students from outside often come to teach, and those teachers are very good-looking, and they also wear such beautiful clothes. Fang Xiaobao knows all about the outside world from their mouths.
His biological parents are here, are they going to take him outside to the big city
As soon as this idea came up, Fang Xiaobao immediately shook his head. He clenched the pen in his hand tightly, and the tip of the pen firmly drew a heavy mark on the paper.
He will never leave Mother Hua!
Where is the flower mother, there is he!
He thought so, but the adults who negotiated didn't think so.
Fang's father and mother were determined to take him back, but Fang Honghua bit him to death and did not let go. The two sides were deadlocked for a long time, but the butler was the first to break the deadlock. I saw him go out, and when he came back, he already had a paper bag in his hand.
He put the heavy paper bag in front of Fang Honghua.
"What's this?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "This is for you, as your reward for raising the young master for so many years."
Fang Honghua fell silent for a moment.
Fang Xiaobao couldn't help raising his head again, and secretly looked over there. The paper bag was huge, and it looked like it contained a lot of stuff.
The most money he ever got was the New Year's money that his mother gave him. It was not much, only five yuan, but he could eat snacks for a long time. The pocket money he got for the New Year last year has not been spent yet. !
Fang Xiaobao hadn't finished thinking when Mama Hua suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged the paper bag in front of her, and opened it for a look in front of everyone. Fang Xiaobao's heart suddenly rose. On the contrary, Fang's father and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"It's only a hundred thousand." Fang Honghua swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pretending to be calm and said: "Too little. I raised Xiaobao to such an age, and I provided him with all good things. It took me a lot of effort. When I bought him It also cost me two thousand yuan, how can it be one hundred thousand... how much is one hundred thousand, how can my little treasure be worth only one hundred thousand?"
There was a look of contempt in the housekeeper's eyes, he didn't speak, and looked at Father Fang.
Father Fang nodded, and then he said again: "Then in your opinion, how much should be suitable? Don't worry, our master really wants to take the young master back. As long as you are willing to return the young master, it depends on you. For the sake of hard work in the past few years, we are willing to pay no matter how much it is." He emphasized the word 'hard work'.
In fact, everyone present knew that in such an environment, it would not cost much to raise a child to such an age, and one hundred thousand was already a huge sum of money for this family.
Fang Honghua hesitated for a moment. She glanced at Fang Xiaobao, noticed her son's gaze, and her heart trembled. She gritted her teeth and said, "One million!"
"one million?"
"What? Can't you?" The woman seemed to have gained confidence, and immediately straightened her back, looking at them with confidence: "If you can't get a million, no one can snatch Xiaobao from my hands. "
For this impoverished mountain village, one million is already an unimaginable number for ordinary people, and everyone dare not even think about it. Fang Honghua dared to say this number because she was sure that these people would not be able to get it.
Since she can't get it out, then no one should try to take her son away!
The housekeeper chuckled: "Ms. Fang, if you only want one million, our Fang family can't afford it."
She froze.
"It's just... do you know that it is illegal to traffic children?"
"Illegal!?"
"Our master is kind, so he decided to let you go. In fact, as long as we call the police, the police will immediately arrest you. At that time, we will not have to pay a penny. You have to think carefully." "Our master is kind, but he is not a very kind person."
The woman's aura suddenly withered down.
Fang Xiaobao finished writing the last number, closed the homework book, and carefully put the blunt pencil back into the schoolbag. He closed the zipper of the schoolbag and stood up holding the schoolbag.
Then he heard Mama Hua say: "The two hundred thousand, not a penny less!"
"no problem."
Boom—
Fang Xiaobao turned his head in panic, all the adults looked at him because of the voice just now, Fang's mother was in tears, only Hua's mother turned her head away.
Fang Xiaobao didn't know how much two hundred thousand was.
But he probably understood that for the 200,000 yuan, Mother Hua didn't want him anymore.