At first, Jiang Lid didn’t mention anything to Jiang Cong about Jiang Jinghan moving back home, until it was nearly time to repay the mortgage, and Jiang Cong brought up the issue to Jiang Lid.

Jiang Lid then tactfully mentioned that Jiang Jinghan and her husband had a falling out and moved back home. Having a baby had also cost the family quite a bit.

The underlying message was clear: there was a high possibility that they couldn’t afford to help him with the mortgage.

Jiang Cong wasn’t too concerned about Jiang Jinghan living at home. How could a village home be as comfortable as his house in the county?

But when he heard that Jiang Jinghan had used the family money, leaving nothing for his mortgage, he couldn’t stand it.

As the saying goes, "A married daughter is like spilled water," so how could Jiang Jinghan, after being married for so many years, return to rely on her parents?

Feeling upset about the matter, Jiang Cong gave Jiang Jinghan the cold shoulder once he returned home, without even greeting her.

Jiang Jinghan was no longer the same woman as before. Now she had her own mother to rely on, and even Jiang Lid couldn’t stand up against her mom, so who was Jiang Cong to her?

If it hadn’t been for her mom’s protection when they were young, Jiang Cong would have bullied her to death—she probably wouldn’t even have had two eggs to eat.

Even if Jiang Cong was unhappy with Jiang Jinghan, he couldn’t afford to be angry today; he still needed money from Qiann Yan.

Jiang Cong glanced at Jiang Lid, whose eyes were evasive and still quite afraid of Qiann Yan. But upon considering that Jiang Cong was also Qiann Yan’s son, he figured she wouldn’t completely ignore him.

He approached Qiann Yan and said, "Little Cong has to pay the mortgage; can you give him some money?"

"Their combined monthly income is quite substantial; after the mortgage, they have plenty left over. The family has no more money," Qiann Yan replied.

Jiang Lid’s pride was a bit bruised, and he couldn’t help but raise his voice, "You spent on Little Han, but you can’t on Little Cong? Despite the decent income, he and his wife have to raise a child, living expenses in the city are high—can’t you help them a bit?"

"Little Han doesn’t raise a child? If Little Cong and his wife feel the mortgage is too burdensome, they can give the house to Little Han and let her bear the burden. I believe Little Han would be very willing," Qiann Yan’s words left Jiang Cong speechless.

How could that be okay? 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Jiang Cong’s face turned extremely dark—what exactly did his mother mean by that?

Feeling embarrassed in front of Jiang Cong, Jiang Lid asserted, "Are you just going to ignore Little Cong? Don’t expect him to support you in old age."

"Raising a son to this age, giving him food and education, buying him a house, and he can’t even repay his mortgage—this isn’t raising a son, it’s raising a parasite," Qiann Yan felt no need to be polite dealing with these parasites.

According to her memory, she was actually aware that Jiang Cong and his wife couldn’t pay the mortgage.

The issue wasn’t lack of money—it was their lavish spending; they relied wholly on the parents to pay the mortgage while they squandered their own money on indulgences. No money left? Aren’t there the two old folks?

Such parasites, Qiann Yan wouldn’t tolerate.

"Little Cong, you and your wife have a decent income. From now on, plan your spending yourselves; I can’t manage you anymore," she said.

"As for whether or not you provide for us in old age, just follow the state’s standards," she added.

Jiang Cong’s face changed drastically—he couldn’t understand how his mother had become like this.

Could it be... because of Jiang Jinghan?

Jiang Cong glared at Jiang Jinghan with resentment, feeling nothing but frustration.

Qiann Yan walked over and gave Jiang Cong a hard slap on the head: "What are you staring at?"

"Mom, are you planning to give the money to Little Han?" Jiang Cong angrily retorted, wearing a look of abandonment, which was almost laughable.