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Chapter 44 Don't Think About Spending All Your Money on Your Son

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    Chu Rongyue's cemetery is set in a cemetery park in the suburbs, and the price of the cemetery is not cheap.

    Along the way, Lin Ya's aunt kept whispering in her ear, "How nice it is to be buried in the countryside. The tombs of relatives are all on that mountain, and they are buried there for free."

    Lin Ya did not refute, and followed the staff of the park silently to the newly developed lot to have a look.  After Chu Rongyue's funeral, she can go through the procedure and apply for reimbursement of funeral expenses.

    It is understood that people like Chu Rongyue, who have nearly forty years of service and social security, have at least 100,000 in funeral expenses.  The banquet money after the funeral can basically be offset by cash gifts.

    Therefore, the budget for a series of processes such as cemetery, funeral, and cremation is 100,000.

    The 100,000 is Chu Rongyue's funeral expenses, which can only be spent on her funeral.  Anyone who wants to cut corners and materials is not allowed to spend this money.

    As for her younger brother who was born with a disease, if God favored him, let him die earlier.  Lin Jianhui is not a master who takes care of others, he just wishes that the child can grow up without someone to take care of him, and then bring him visible benefits.

    To put it bluntly, I just want to be a white wolf with empty hands.

    If it doesn't meet his expectations, he starts to mutter, "Why are you so useless, look at who and who. If he can do it, why can't you do it."

    It's just pua, making people feel inferior.

    The cemetery that Lin Ya was interested in cost about 50,000 yuan.  Her aunt hinted many times that she could choose the cheapest one, but she thought the location was too remote.

    Although I don't talk about superstition, I still have to choose a place with better Feng Shui.  After all, the new grave cannot be moved within decades.

    When her financial situation improves in the future, she may not be able to move the tomb to a better place.  After a person dies, he goes to the ground for peace.

    After being buried in the ground, it is not suitable for living people to disturb people's sane dreams.

    "Lin Ya, have you made up your mind?"

    This is the third time Lin Jiao asked Lin Ya this question.  Lin Ya stuffed the pen into her hand, "Just choose this one."

    "But your father"

    "This is my mother's tomb, I have the final say." Lin Ya said firmly.  She picked up the bank card and followed the staff to pay.

    Lin Ya made the payment very readily, without blinking her eyes, as if she didn't care about money at all.  Just after signing the contract, Lin Jiao received a call from Lin Jianhui.

    Lin Jianhui said, "If the cemetery is too expensive, don't buy it. Let's go directly to the countryside. Lin Rui went to the emergency room again, and I can't come up with the extra money now."

    "But the payment has already been made." Lin Jiao said.

    "how much did you spend?"

    "Fifty thousand."

    "Return it, it's too expensive. Don't advance money."

    "It's Lin Ya"

    "Auntie, it's done here. Let's go." Lin Ya leaned over to the phone, smiling and startling Lin Jiao.

    "Lin Ya, your father asked you to return the cemetery. He said that the family has no money to buy it." Lin Jiao said, rubbing her chest.  Father and daughter, one was going east and the other was going west, no one was in trouble, but she was stumped.

    Lin Ya took the phone and said angrily: "Even if you borrow money, you have to choose this place for the cemetery. If you dare to bury my mother in the countryside, I will strangle your son to death immediately."

    "How did I give birth to a daughter like you?"

    "You made me like this, if you want to blame, blame yourself."

    On the way back from the cemetery, Lin Jiao asked Lin Ya sideways, "Where did you get the money for the cemetery?"

    Lin Ya smiled without saying a word.

    Lin Jiao thought about it, and when she came downstairs to Lin Ya's house, she grabbed Lin Ya and asked solemnly, "Did you have some so-called boyfriend? Then you took money from that person?"

    "No!"

    "Lin Ya, you can't take a man's money randomly. Otherwise, you will regret it."

    "I really didn't take it!"

    "Then where did you get the money?"

    "The financial management that my mother bought at the bank is due, and I bought it with that money." Lin Ya said nonsense without changing her expression.

    As soon as she entered the house, Lin Ya saw Lin Jianhui sitting on a stool with a dark face, with cigarette butts lying on the ground.

    "Are you willing to force your brother to death?" Lin Jianhui took a puff of cigarette anxiously with a bitter face.

    "Does it have anything to do with me whether he dies or not?" Lin Ya snorted coldly.

    Lin Rui's surgery cost 300,000 yuan, even if he saved the 50,000 yuan, he would still be short of 100,000 yuan.  Anyway, I can't get it all together, why can't I buy a cemetery for her mother first, with better Feng Shui.

    ?Life is a matter of life and death, how can a damned person go to the doctor?Hospitals will die if they spend money.

    Since it is death anyway, why should the dying be the most important thing?

    50,000, isn't it better to buy a joint tomb than letting the money go to waste?

    The brain circuits of patriarchal people are different from those of normal people.  Lin Ya was too lazy to understand the difference.

    She went back to her room to sort out Chu Rongyue's belongings.  In the cabinet, she only found her grandmother's medicine.  Chu Rongyue's passbooks, insurance policies, bank cards and other properties were all missing.

    The insurance policy is an important document for obtaining compensation from the insurance company in the future.  In the passbook, there are nearly 100,000 yuan.  This is a passbook that Chu Rongyue opened in Lin Ya's name, and it is Lin Ya's dowry.

    "Lin Jianhui, where are my mother's insurance policy and passbook?" Lin Ya rushed out of the room and shouted.

    "I've collected the insurance policy. I'll use the money in the passbook to pay Lin Rui's hospital bill." Lin Jianhui threw the cigarette butt on the ground in a state of distraught, and stomped it out fiercely.

    "Lin Jianhui, you can just use my college money to save your son. You even take the dowry my mother saved for me in my name? This is not the joint property of your husband and wife, and you have no right to replace it  I'll deal with it." Lin Ya clenched her fists tightly, suppressing the urge to beat up Lin Jianhui.

    "Lin Ya, I gave you everything today, what right do you have to complain to me here?" Lin Jianhui stood up violently and kicked Lin Ya.

    Lin Ya picked up the pillow and smashed it on Lin Jianhui's leg, "Don't treat your duty of upbringing as a kind of charity. If you don't want to raise your child well, don't have it in the first place."

    "Besides, I was brought up by my mother. Does it have anything to do with you? When I was young, my mother worked the night shift. You left me alone at home and went to the mahjong hall to play mahjong. You have the nerve to say that I can become a role model today."  Is it because you are well educated?"

    "Lin Jianhui, you'd better return the money my mother left me. Otherwise, we'll see you in court. Also, I have the right to inherit the insurance compensation, so don't think about spending it all on your son."

    "Lin Ya, why are you so vicious in your mind?"

    "Did you think about me when you had your second child? If not, why should I think about you? Isn't it normal to reciprocate love and repay grievances?" Lin Ya sneered.

    People who favor boys over girls should hold their sons to death.  Her grandmother was like this, and so was her father.  So, they, go to hell.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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