Chapter 1485: Chapter 1487: Did You Take the Money? Chapter 1485: Chapter 1487: Did You Take the Money? But Old Meng really didnât expect them to be so shameless.
In the past, they used to play chess, walk birds, drink tea, and listen to operas together every day, how did they become like this?
Was it just that they once asked him to buy Youqingwei snacks at half price and he refused?
Was it when Meng Xinian was promoted to company commander and he bragged too much in front of them?
But did he really do anything that wrong?
âAlright, thatâs enough from you guys.â He drooped his eyelids and muttered this sentence sullenly.
Old Gan and Old Lei exchanged glances.
They all felt that the Meng Family was indeed defeated, and Meng Xinian seemed to have truly cut off relations with his grandfather and father. Otherwise, given Old Mengâs previous temperament, he would have already lost his temper and scolded them by now, how could he simply say such a weak sentence?
Seeing Old Mengâs fully white hair, they also lost some interest.
Old Meng felt relieved that they didnât continue to rub salt into his wounds.
At this time, where did he still have the energy or spirit to confront them?
But just as these few stopped talking, some others came forward.
Those three or four women of different ages looked like they were relatives of the Meng Family and seemed to be from the Suburbs of the Capital.
Old Meng was aware of these few families, when the Tang Family was in trouble, these families didnât reject them outright, but they honestly admitted that they were ordinary families who couldnât help much.
At that time, Old Tang had told him, compared to families like the Wang Family, these few were relatively better.
But Old Meng wasnât really convinced at that time.
If they couldnât help with money, why didnât they visit the Tang Family more frequently, seeing that the Tang Family had no women, why not send a few nieces to help with what they could?
Just a light-hearted âwe canât help muchâ comment, who canât say that?
But now that they were here, it showed that Old Tang was still willing to socialize with them.
Old Meng sighed again.
At that moment, a woman in her fifties glanced at him and suddenly said, âHey, arenât you Old Mr. Meng?â
âThatâs me.â
âI heard youâre quite close to my cousin, right?â Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she squeezed a seat next to him. âThe several tables today must cost a lot of money, right? Did you give a lot of gift money? Our family is poor, we just came to show our faces, but I heard that hosting a banquet wonât lose money, this must be offset by the gift money you gave. How much did you bring?â
Old Meng was stunned, completely unexpected that she would ask such a question here, in front of so many people.
What was his relationship with Old Tang?
In the past, he had helped a lot with the Tang Familyâs affairs.
Of course, he also brought a gift today, but not money.
Speaking of which, it was shameful. The money at home was almost used up for treating Meng Chaojunâs illness, and he knew to save where possible, so what he brought for Old Tang was an inkstone he had always liked.
But when asked by this woman in such a way, he didnât know how to answer for a moment.
Seeing him silent, the womanâs expression suddenly changed, âDonât tell me, Old Mr. Meng, you didnât bring a red envelope and just came to eat and drink for free? That wonât do, we still feel bad for my cousin having such a nice banquet at this restaurant! It must have cost a lot.â
A middle-aged woman who looked like her daughter-in-law quietly tugged at her clothes.