Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten
Chapter 159 Courting Death

Chapter 159: Chapter 159 Courting Death

Gong Tao wiped the smile off his face and hurried into the room, "Mom, are you alright?"

No matter how much he wanted Zhang Lan to suffer a bit, Gong Tao wasn’t stupid. He couldn’t let Zhang Lan collapse here, or it would be on him.

Seeing Gong Tao arrive, Zhang Lan seemed to have found her backing, "Son, oh son, you have no idea how your father nearly kicked me to death."

"How can your father have the heart to do such a thing? He just wants me dead so he can marry that vixen."

Surprisingly, she didn’t scold him? Gong Tao was a bit disoriented. Before he came, he had anticipated how Zhang Lan would scold him, but it turned out differently than he had imagined.

After a few kicks, Gong Dajiang somewhat regretted it. He really hadn’t expected to have used physical violence.

But upon hearing Zhang Lan still speaking indecently to Gong Tao, any trace of regret vanished completely.

Gong Dajiang regretted not kicking Zhang Lan in the face, at least make her shut her mouth, so she could no longer slander him everywhere.

"Haven’t you learned your lesson, still talking nonsense?" Gong Dajiang asked in a deep voice, and he didn’t forget to close in to press Zhang Lan a bit.

Seeing Gong Dajiang’s figure, Zhang Lan’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. She hadn’t expected that even in front of their son, he would still raise his hand, "Don’t do anything reckless."

Reckless? Gong Dajiang stared hard at Zhang Lan, who initially thought she had protection, that Gong Dajiang wouldn’t do anything. But upon meeting his gaze, she actually saw a murderous intent.

Oh dear, Zhang Lan never thought her husband would look at her with such eyes. What sin did she commit?

She wanted to cry and make a fuss but worried that Gong Dajiang would strike again.

"Alright, Mom, stop causing trouble. If you continue, I won’t care anymore." Gong Tao saw the look in Zhang Lan’s eyes constantly darting between him and beyond him, knowing she was concocting some scheme.

Gong Tao wouldn’t foolishly become a target. Why should he be dragged into their fights? He wasn’t crazy.

"Dad, you shouldn’t hit Mom either. Doing so will only make Mom think you’re guilty."

"Besides, what if Mom falls ill? I don’t have money to take her to a doctor."

"If this continues, I’ll have no choice but to tell you both to leave." Gong Tao straightforwardly spoke about kicking them out.

After placing Zhang Lan on the kang, Gong Tao turned to leave. If he didn’t go, the couple would likely cause another uproar.

Zhang Lan was dumbfounded, realizing it was because he feared she would get injured and be unable to afford medical treatment, "How did I end up with such an unfilial son?"

"You’re just worried about whether I’d get injured and need treatment, not the slightest bit of concern for seeking justice for me."

There it was again, Gong Ruini thought to herself that this situation seemed right now. Previously, not lashing out at Gong Tao was definitely a momentary lapse in judgment, but now her mind seemed fully back to normal.

Gong Tao found Zhang Lan’s scolding to be a headache, "Alright, alright, I won’t get involved in the future."

"After all, it’s you who’s hurt, not me."

"You can lie in bed and recover without seeing a doctor."

"I may not have money, but I do have sweet potatoes."

If someone insists on seeking death, let her be. It’s not like he has to hold on to her.

However, thinking they could cling to him is impossible. He won’t let them think life here is so good.

What, really having an accident, not only not taking her to the doctor but supplying only sweet potatoes? Zhang Lan looked incredulously at Gong Tao; he was something else, cold-hearted.

Gong Dajiang’s eyes were flickering too. This son was turning ruthless.

"Don’t look at me. We haven’t done farm work, and don’t even know how many work points we’d earn. We still have to raise kids, we can’t afford to take care of you."

"Unless you transfer your salaries and grain and oil relations here, if there’s money and food, then maybe we can." Gong Tao knew that there was no way the couple would agree.

What, transfer those here to the Northeast? Zhang Lan didn’t even bother considering and directly refused, "You black-hearted fellow, plotting against our money, that’s impossible."

"Who do you think you are?"

"Don’t you know the Gong Family’s belongings are for Yu?"

"He’s much smarter and more filial than your two good-for-nothing kids."

"In the future, your kids will only be fools, only knowing how to farm."

"When you’re old, they won’t care about you, won’t be filial to you."

"You’ll just die poor, starved."

The more Zhang Lan spoke, the more exhilarated she became, feeling this was surely Gong Tao’s future, "I’ll watch you cry from below."

From a place Zhang Lan couldn’t see, Gong Tao’s fists were clenched tightly. He had to try very hard to restrain himself from hitting Zhang Lan.

Such a person should just be left to be beaten by Gong Dajiang. Give her some room, and she’d start getting cocky again.

Gong Dajiang noted those bulging tendons, "Okay, what are you saying, is that how a mother should be?"

"Alright, let’s hurry back too." Gong Dajiang had no face to stay here; he really didn’t know how to face the people here.

Go back? Go back for what? Zhang Lan panicked, "I won’t go back, besides Qiangzi sent us money, so I won’t leave the money to Gong Tao."

That’s two hundred, a large sum. Who knows how many years Gong Tao would have to farm to earn it back.

In Zhang Lan’s mind, Gong Tao was just a pauper, who’d do anything for money.

Gong Tao felt deeply dissatisfied with Zhang Lan’s perception of him as just a pauper, assuming he had no prospects.

It’s just two hundred. In one winter selling game and greens, he earned more than that, yet Zhang Lan thought of those two hundred as a fortune.

Yes, can’t leave, what if the son sends them money, what if they could buy that ginseng?

After putting in so much effort, Gong Dajiang felt reluctant to leave without any gain.

Heh, each acting the part, wanting to put on a show. Clearly, they didn’t want to leave. Suddenly, a thought struck Gong Tao: could they be putting on a show to see if he had any money?

Just knew he shouldn’t be compassionate, just knew their tactics were deep, Gong Tao expressed he was truly exhausted, having to calculate against family members, probably he was just such an unlucky one.

"It’s fine, you can wait; after all, food is only so much." Gong Tao walked away briskly.

Gong Tao considered reducing the meal provision even further, couldn’t let them think there was a surplus of food, trying to stay here, as it would last until the mid-year grain allocation.

Was that a threat they wouldn’t have food to eat? Zhang Lan instinctively balked, wanting to complain to Gong Dajiang, but at the slightest movement, the pain in her belly reminded her of the way the man had hit her earlier.

After grunting a few times, Zhang Lan lay down, unwilling to speak to Gong Dajiang, as seeing his face made her uncomfortable in countless ways.