After being reborn, I decisively broke off my engagement and married a cold-faced military young mas

Chapter 538 Fang Qing is completely broke.

"How is it not enough? You haven't given me a single penny of salary for over a year. Didn't you say that all the money was in Dad's hands? Isn't your salary and bonuses for the past year enough to cover the housing costs?"

“It’s 18 square meters bigger, so you’ll have to pay for 18 square meters more at the market price. The cheapest top floor is 350 yuan per square meter, and our first floor is 360 yuan per square meter. You can calculate the price yourself.”

Fang Qing calculated for a long time, then looked surprised and raised her voice, saying, "It's almost 6,500 yuan more! That's so much? It's more expensive than my storefront."

"Yes, this is the southern part of the city, not some small town in the countryside. Those houses in good locations cost this much. Would the organization possibly cheat us out of our benefits?"

This... I won't rip them off; it will definitely be the most reasonable price.

"This is too much. You didn't say so earlier. If you had said so earlier... if you had said so earlier, we might as well not have the big one."

"What if we don't want a big one? Does the whole family have to squeeze into a cramped house?"

Fang Qing frowned. "How much more money do you need?"

Lu Jiangting, unaware of his own financial situation, looked at Lu Cong.

Lu Cong said, "Jiang Ting earned 250 a month last year, after deducting an average of 50 for monthly expenses..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Qing interrupted, "Why does it cost fifty yuan a month?"

Lu Cong: "..."

This left him completely bewildered.

"Fifty-something? That's the money for Chenchen's stationery, books, clothes, and my medicine. I'm talking about an average of fifty a month. We also hired a nanny for several months."

Fang Qing: "..."

"Hmph, you're really something else. You don't feel the pinch when you spend fifty on your hair, or fifty on clothes, but you're worried about the whole family spending fifty on living expenses each month. When you first brought Chenchen here, just the two of you, didn't you have any idea how much you spent each month?"

When old grievances are brought up, Fang Qing has no way to refute them.

She definitely spent much more than the elderly couple.

Seeing that she didn't refute, Lu Cong continued, "My annual salary is only a little over two thousand yuan. There are some bonuses, but they've all gone to the hospital. I only have three thousand yuan left. Jiang Ting, we're still short three thousand five hundred. What do you think we should do?"

Lu Jiangting frowned and remained silent, looking at Fang Qing.

Seeing this, Lu Cong said, "Fang Qing should have three thousand five hundred, right? You sold that shop for five thousand. I usually spend my salary and Chenchen's allowance, so that five thousand yuan shouldn't have been touched."

Where did Fang Qing not move? She was extorted by Yang Guangzong last year.

Coincidentally, after she had saved up some money over the years, and after spending that five thousand yuan, she actually had three thousand five hundred left.

If she gives it all away, she'll have no money left.

"So you mean I have to pay for the house?" Fang Qing was very unwilling.

Lu Cong: "So you mean you won't contribute to the purchase of the house?"

Fang Qing: "..."

"I told Fang Qing, you can't be so heartless. Jiang Ting has already solved most of the problem with that big apartment. There's only 18 square meters left to pay for, and we didn't ask you to pay for it all. We only asked you to pay for a portion, and then our whole family could move in."

How many more years do my wife and I have to live? To put it bluntly, can I even survive three years? Who will own the house then? You can't have children now, and it's uncertain whether you can be cured in the future. If you can't have children, the house will be left to Chenchen. Do you think you'll be at a disadvantage?"

Fang Qing listened and it seemed to make sense.

The old man continued, "Even if we put it another way, don't you know how much of this five thousand yuan is yours? Humph, Jiang Ting just said that we're family, so it doesn't matter who has the money. Jiang Ting, see? You treat them like family, but they're wary of you. They clearly stole the money from you, but they're refusing to give it back."

Fang Qing looked conflicted, thinking that although the house was allocated to Lu Jiangting by the organization, they were husband and wife, and she had also contributed money, so she should be entitled to half of it.

Just give me the money... that's fine.

Lu Jiangting doesn't have his own children yet. In the future, she and Chenchen will be a family, and Lu Jiangting will be an outsider. Without these two old men, she won't be able to handle him.

Never mind, I won't lose out anyway, so I'll just give it to them.

"Dad, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you. I'm just thinking about when to go get the money."

"When are we going? Jiang Ting, when do you need us?"

"Next Mon."

"Okay, then we'll withdraw it this weekend, and Jiang Ting will take it to pay the money on Monday. Let's reserve the house first."

Before Fang Qing could speak, Lu Jiangting chimed in, "That's good. Houses are in high demand. I'm the only one in our group who got on the waiting list. It was only because Minister Wang took pity on our family that he helped us out. If we miss this opportunity, who knows how long we'll have to wait."

He looked at the dilapidated house and said, "For no other reason than for Chenchen, we can no longer live here."

Before Fang Qing could react, Wang Cuilan asked again, "What do you mean by that?"

Lu Jiangting said, "This place is about to be demolished. Anyone with a decent means of living here would have moved away long ago. The people who can afford to live here..." He paused, not saying it explicitly, but everyone in the room understood.

These old men are so talkative! Opera singers should be asking them to write lyrics.

They believe anything they hear; give them a little gossip and they can make up a whole drama.

"The people a child associates with from a young age will shape the kind of person they become. The neighborhood we're moving to is full of children of leaders, and they all have bright futures."

It has to be said that Lu Jiangting still knows how to manipulate Fang Qing.

They were both manipulating each other.

Putting everything else aside, on the matter of what's best for Wang Chenchen, at least they agree.

Especially Fang Qing, given her current health condition, if she can no longer have children in the future, Wang Chenchen will be her only son, and she is counting on him to support her in her old age.

"That's true, Jiang Ting. After paying the money, when can we get the house?"

"It's the end of next month, just over a month away. Once we get the keys, we'll start renovations, and then our family will move in."

“Okay, then I’ll go get the money this weekend. This house is dilapidated and unsafe; I’m worried something might happen if I go now.”

"Alright."

……

Before they knew it, the weekend arrived. Lu Jiangting went with Fang Qing to withdraw the money, only to find out that Fang Qing only had 3,500 yuan left.

"Didn't you sell the storefront for five thousand? How come you only have three thousand five left?"

Fang Qing felt wronged. "You still have to talk! Your parents control your salary and bonuses so tightly. Don't I have to pay for everything, from groceries to rice and oil?"

Lu Jiangting glanced at her exaggerated curly hair and thought to himself, "You spend tens of dollars on just a haircut, and you still have the nerve to talk to me about grocery money?"

If my dad hadn't been holding onto this money, who knows how much would be left?

Buy a house? Buy my ass.

"Don't you have a salary and child support for Chenchen? It's over a hundred a month, isn't that enough for you?"