Son of God comes to the door

"If you don't pay 100000 yuan for the operation, go through the discharge formalities for your sister!"

The doctor's words, like a heavy hammer, hit Ye Feng's heart.

One hundred thousand yuan, Ye Feng can't get it out at all.

Since the death of his parents, his house has also been taken away by his second uncle. Ye Feng and his sister are living on each other's side, and they can make a living.

Until half a month ago, Ye Qin had an acute heart attack. Ye Feng's savings of 30000 yuan over the years were used up in the hospital.

He also borrowed all the money. After being ridiculed, his relatives refused to open the door, and his roommates simply kicked him out of the group.

To go through discharge procedures at this time is equivalent to a death sentence.

"No, I must borrow money!"

Even if you don't have dignity, you should cure your sister's disease.

Ye Feng grits his teeth and comes to Ye's ancestral villa.

In the sun, Ye Feng stood for half an hour, and the doorbell was almost broken. Then a somber looking nurse came out and opened the iron door.

"Feng Er, what's the trouble?"

Ye Zhiwu crossed his legs, sat on the mahogany chair, looked at the newspaper, and pretended to ask.

Half of the pot of tea in front of him has been drunk.

As Ye Feng guessed, Ye Zhiwu was already in the house.

"Second uncle, Ye Qin is seriously ill. I can't make enough money for the operation..."

Ye Feng begged.

"Ah? My niece is such a big thing, you should have told me earlier. Mom Wang, bring me some lychees you didn't eat yesterday, and let Qin'er mend them."

Ye Feng was about to speak, but just then, a sharp and caustic voice sounded at the scene, "You waste, why do you come to my house? Get out, don't step on my floor!"

Ye Feng's face becomes embarrassed. He turns around and sees that the person who just spoke is Ye Zhiwu's wife... Zhang Cuihua!

Zhang Cuihua is dressed like a lady. In order to hide the crow's feet around her eyes, she wears a thick foundation with her bright red lipstick. If you see her in the corner at night, you may think she is from a ghost.

"Hello, Second Aunt!"

Facing Zhang Cuihua's rebuke, Ye Feng said hello with a smile.

"What's so good? My mother felt bad when she saw you, a piece of shit. What are you doing here?" Zhang Cuihua asked coldly with a harsh face.

"Second aunt, my sister is seriously ill and needs 100000 yuan for surgery. I want to borrow some money from you."

When it comes to borrowing money, Ye Feng feels inferior and even dare not look at Zhang Cuihua.

"Borrow money? Another 100000 yuan? What's the difference between my mother lending you money and a meat bun beating a dog? You are such a wimp, why do you give it back to me? You have the face to borrow money, I bah!" Zhang Cuihua cursed fiercely.

"Auntie, don't worry. If you want to borrow 100000 yuan, I will pay back the money. Please help us." Ye Feng begged.

"Help you? Hum... Your brother and sister are the only ones left over from the direct department. You will die early and have an extra life. What operation will you have? But then again, Ye Feng, you really have a low life. Your mother is a dissolute woman. She gave birth to you, patted her ass and ran away from home. Your father is a drunkard, and when he was less than 40 years old, he just hiccupped. Now it's your sister's turn... Hehe, do you want to sweep the stars and reincarnate? Otherwise, how can you kill your whole family? " Zhang Cuihua pulled her mouth high and said sarcastically.

"Second aunt, my mother is not a whore, and my father is not a drunkard, please respect them!" Ye Feng clenched his fist, apparently suppressing his anger.

"Yo? Respect? If it wasn't for your dead father, the house would be so late to me for so many years? If I lend you a penny, I will take your name!" Zhang Cuihua angrily scolded.

At this moment, Ye Zhiwu, who has been silent, finally spoke, "Cuihua! It's a family. How can you talk like this?"

Zhang Cuihua said sarcastically, "My husband! He is the only one? He deserves to be a family with us? Ha ha! I wonder if he was born in the wrong way in his life, and he could be born into the Ye family... garbage like him should be born into a beast!"

"Aunt!"

Ye Feng clenches his lips and clenches his fists, but his sister urgently needs 100000 yuan for surgery, and Zhang Cuihua and others are the only ones who can borrow money.

So he had to hold back.

"You can't say that like that. How can you say that he is also my brother's son!" Ye Zhiwu said hypocritically, then he asked Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, do you want to borrow 100000 yuan?"

"Yes... Yes! Yes! Second Uncle, if you will lend me 100000 yuan? I... I will definitely find a way to pay you back. I guarantee this with my personality." Ye Feng hurriedly said.

"Oh... I see what you said. It seems that Uncle Er is afraid that you will not return it. Don't worry! Uncle Er will give you money now."

After saying that, Ye Zhiwu drew a bank card from his wallet.

Zhang Cuihua on the other side, seeing this, hurriedly stopped and said, "Husband, you......?"

But just then, Ye Zhiwu made a strange look at her.

Soon, Zhang Cuihua stopped talking.

"We are all a family, what's a small loan? Ye Feng, my uncle's shoes are dirty, and your uncle's waist is not good, you can help me clean my shoes! When I'm satisfied, I will lend you 100000 yuan." Ye Zhiwu crossed his legs and sneered contemptuously.

Eh?

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't responded yet.

"I...?"

Ye Feng hesitates because he can see that Ye Zhiwu is humiliating himself.

As a result, when he hesitated, Ye Zhiwu immediately frowned and pretended to ask, "What's the matter? Don't you want to borrow it?"

"I'll borrow it!"

Ye Feng bit his teeth, and they were shaking.

My sister is his only relative. If I can't save my sister, what kind of brother should I be?

Therefore, Ye Feng squats down and wants to use the corner of his coat to help clean his shoes.

But at this time, Ye Zhiwu coldly reminded: "You can't clean it when you squat. Go on your knees! You can clean it when you kneel."

"OK... OK!"

Ye Feng clenches his fists, plops his legs and kneels in front of Ye Zhiwu.

It is said that there is gold under men's knees, but what about Ye Feng kneeling to save his sister?

Then, Ye Feng knelt down and cleaned Ye Zhiwu's vamp with the help of his coat corner.

A moment later, he wiped the upper clean.

"Second Uncle, are you... have you seen how clean it is?" Ye Feng suppressed his emotion and asked with a forced smile.

"Clean!"

"So... what is the bank card password?" Ye Feng asked weakly.

Ye Zhiwu pretended to be confused, and then asked Zhang Cuihua, "Wife, how much is the bank card password? Do you remember?"

"How can I remember you?" Zhang Cuihua responded cooperatively.

"Me? I don't remember!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

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