Published at 7th of March 2020 10:32 pm

Chapter 36: Zhang Jun’s Uncle and Aunt

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Zhang Jun found that it was exactly eleven o'clock in the morning. He excused himself to Shang Yang and went out to buy some gifts for his uncle. However, he did not know the address of his uncle's family, so he called his mother for the info.

His mother's name was Lu Hongmei. As soon as she heard that Zhang Jun wanted to visit his uncle, she felt worried immediately, "Son, your Third Aunt is a bit mean. If you want to visit them, it's all right. But don't say anything that will offend her, otherwise, your uncle will feel embarrassed."

Zhang Jun was a bit stunned by her words and said, "Mom, your words reminded me that I have seenmy Third Uncle for just a few times since I was a child. Is there any hard feelings between you?"

Lu Hongmei smiled bitterly and said, "When you were young, naturally, we would not tell you the conflicts among adults. Son, do you remember that once I was ill when you were a child?"

Zhang Jun immediately remembered that when he was in Junior Three, his mother was seriously ill and needed to undergo an operation, which would cost a lot of money. At that time, his parents just bought a house for his younger uncle, so they had no money for the treatment. They borrowed money from his Third Uncle who was always relatively rich.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Mum, my Third Uncle helped you get cured, didn't he?"

Lu Hongmei sighed, "We didn’t borrow the money from your uncle, but from your dad’s colleagues. It was a total of 50,000 RMB. Although your uncle was able to lend us money, your aunt was unwilling and worried that our family couldn't pay him back, so they didn't lend us money. Your dad was too desperate to get me treated so he was a bit rude when asking for help. In fact, it offended your aunt, and even your uncle turned his back towards us."

Zhang Jun felt very uncomfortable in his heart, but he understood that it was not wrong for others to refuse to lend them money. He asked, "After all, he is your younger brother. Just because of this, he has cut his ties with our family for several years?"

"Actually, your uncle is a good person. He has called me several times in the past few years. When you were in college, he secretly sent over 20,000 RMB to us for your living expenses. Your computer was just bought by using his money. However, your aunt has always hated us, and your uncle is afraid of his wife, so he never dares to contact us directly."

Zhang Jun shook his head and said, "As what you said, my Third Aunt is really narrow-minded. She even hasn't let go of such a little thing. Okay, I got it. I will be careful with my words, and I won't make my Third Uncle embarrassed."

"That's good. Greet your uncle for me." Lu Hongmei explained a few more words and told him the address.

The name of Zhang Jun's Third Uncle was Lu Jianjun. He was in his forties this year. He ran the business of building materials and lived in the Yujingyuan Garden of Dongling City.

Yujingyuan Garden was located in the prime area of Dongling City. One square meter of the houses in the garden would cost more than 15,000 RMB. Lu Jianjun could buy a house there, which meant he was rich.

When Zhang Jun was about to reach the community, he called Lu Jianjun. After a ringback tone, Lu Jianjun's voice came over the phone, "Hello? Who is it?"

Zhang Jun said, "Third Uncle, I'm Zhang Jun. I'm in Dongling City now and want to visit you. Are you at home?"

Hearing it was Zhang Jun, Lu Jianjun was surprised and said, "Zhang Jun, I'm at home. Where are you? I'll drive to pick you up."

Zhang Jun said, "No need. I'll be right at the gate of the community."

Lu Jianping said, "Okay, I'll be right there. Wait for me."

About five minutes after hanging up, the car arrived at the gate of Yujingyuan Garden. Through the window, Zhang Jun saw a familiar person standing near the gate and looking around. He quickly got out of the car and shouted, "Third Uncle!"

The middle-aged man with a dark complexion already became stout and had a clear big belly. When he saw Zhang Jun, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Zhang Jun, why don't you tell me in advance? And then I can prepare some delicious food for you."

Zhang Jun laughed, "Whatever cooked in your family will be delicious, so you don't need to prepare in advance." Then he took out the gifts from the trunk. There were six bottles of fifteen-year Kweichow Moutai and ten cartons of cigarettes, which were the most expensive in Jinling.

The Kweichow Moutai was priced at 5,800 RMB per bottle, while each carton of cigarettes was charged at 1,800 RMB. These gifts cost Zhang Jun more than 40,000 RMB. He was so generous, wanting to ease the tension between his parents and third aunt.

Lu Jianjun often gave others famous cigarettes and liquors as gifts for business. So at a glance, he realized these gifts were worth at least 30,000 to 40,000 RMB. His expression changed, and he said, "Zhang Jun, what are you doing? Why did you buy such expensive cigarettes and liquors? Where did you buy them? Let's go. I'll accompany you to refund them."

Zhang Jun chuckled and said, "Uncle, I won a lottery a few days ago, and there are more than 3 million RMB left after I paid taxes. I have some money now, so I came here and bought some presents for you."

Lu Jianjun froze and asked with suspicion, "Really?"

Zhang Jun took the fake lottery ticket out of his pocket and said seriously, "How dare I lie to you? Of course, it is true. Look at this number. The lottery draw happened just a few days ago, and you can check it online if you don't believe me."

Lu Jianjun now believed a little, but he still said, "Even if you have money, you can't spend it like this. Spending tens of thousands of RMB a day, do you think that three million RMB can spend many days?"

Zhang Jun hurriedly nodded and said, "It is for you that I bought such gifts. If it were someone else, I wouldn't be willing to give the cigarette of even 0.3 RMB."

"You became oily-tongued now." Lu Jianjun laughed. He thought for a while and said, "Your aunt has just made a meal. Let's go back to eat first."

Lu Jianjun took Zhang Jun and walked towards his house. On the way, he said, "Zhang Jun, you know that your aunt has a bad temper. If she speaks ill of you later, don't mind about it."

Zhang Jun nodded quickly, "I see."

Lu Jianjun lived in a duplex house which covered more than 200 square meters. Entering the room, Zhang Jun found that the house was beautifully decorated and of high grade. He couldn't help praising, "Uncle, your house is so big. It cost a lot of money to decorate it, right?"

Lu Jianjun was a little proud and said, "I bought it just a year ago, and only the house cost me more than 3 million RMB. With decoration, it took me a total of nearly 4 million RMB. Zhang Jun, the house is big, and you can live here for a few more days. Let's have a talk."

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "Okay. I remember when I was a kid, you often told stories to me. I want to hear some more this time."

Hearing this, Lu Jianjun felt his nose was slightly sour. Before Zhang Jun was eight or nine, he was not married. At that time he often took little Zhang Jun to play everywhere. He saved money from his low salary to buy delicious food for Zhang Jun. He would sleep with him at night and tell him stories.

He turned over his head and laughed aloud, "You are a nice boy, and you didn't forget my kindness to you."

At this time, a middle-aged woman came out of the living room. She was about at her forty, with thin lips and sharp chin. She looked at Zhang Jun and said in a lukewarm voice, "Well, you are Zhang Jun, the son of the eldest sister, aren't you? You have grown up and I can hardly recognize you."

Zhang Jun bowed and said, "Aunt, I haven't seen you for a few years. You didn't change a bit, and you are still as young and beautiful as you were."

When the aunt heard that her nephew came, she thought he was about to borrow money again, so she was a little unhappy at that time. Fortunately, she had got older, and her temper was not as bad as before, so she held back her anger. At this moment, hearing Zhang Jun's sweet words, she felt a little happier and said lightly, "Don't stand there. Sit inside."

Lu Jianjun walked in behind Zhang Jun. As the aunt saw the cigarettes and liquors in his hands, she frowned, "Where are those from? Are you going to send gifts again?"

Lu Jianjun laughed, "These are brought by Zhang Jun."

The aunt froze for a moment. After thinking, she suddenly became angry, staring at Zhang Jun, "Zhang Jun, your family is so poor, how could you buy such expensive cigarettes and liquors? Aren't these fake?"

Lu Jianjun was annoyed when he heard it, and he said angrily, "Yi Zhu, what are you saying! Zhang Jun kindly bought cigarettes and liquors to visit us, and you just treated him like this?"

As Yi Zhu, the aunt, heard Lu Jianjun yelling at her, she was also angry and sneered, "Enough is enough, Lu Jianjun. Your poor sister bothered us so many times. When you were not very rich, they asked us for 50,000 RMB. I just said that we had no money, and they became angry and even ignored you, the dear brother, for so many years. Would decent people do such a thing?"

"Don't mention these banal things." Lu Jianjun's face was already dark. He didn't expect Yi Zhu would stir up trouble so soon, which made him very angry.

Yi Zhu's anger was difficult to be appeased. She laughed and said, "Why shouldn’t I mention it? I just want to let their son know that his parents did such a despicable thing that year."

Zhang Jun just felt that his anger was rising from the soles of his feet, and it was burning to his heart. But he was still suppressing his anger, thinking that the aunt did have a sharp tongue, and his parents must have been really angry that year.

He said calmly, "Aunt, although I am a good-for-nothing, I will not buy fake cigarettes and liquors to cheat my uncle. As for the previous thing, I don't want to know about it. That's a past history of your generation, and I will not take an interest as a junior."

"Oh, you are good at talking although you are at a young age." Yi Zhu scorned, "I don't believe that your family would be willing to spend tens of thousands of money to buy good liquors and cigarettes. You have to work hard for a whole year to make money for these, don't you?"

Zhang Jun said nothing. He picked up a bottle of liquor and opened it. Suddenly a strong fragrance of liquor emanated. He said lightly, "My uncle has a high income, and he definitely has drunk this kind of liquor for many times. Aunt, I think you can recognize it by its smell."

Yi Zhu usually drank some liquor, and she only drank the good one. Naturally, she could recognize the liquor by its smell. She was stunned.

Zhang Jun said, "Aunt, if you think the cigarettes are fake, you can also open them and have a try."

Yi Zhu's expressions kept changing, and she couldn't speak for a moment. Lu Jianjun was also embarrassed. At this time, a twelve-year-old boy ran over, holding a tablet computer in his arms.

He looked at Zhang Jun and asked, "Mom, who is he?"

Lu Jianjun quickly said, "Xiaolong, he is your aunt's son. He is your cousin."

As soon as the boy heard it, he curled his lips and never looked at Zhang Jun again, but said to Yi Zhu, "Mom, he is the child of that poor guy. Does he come to our house to cheat for money again?"

Zhang Jun felt cold in his heart. Obviously, Yi Zhu had said something to her son, which made the child think that his aunt's family were annoying poor guys and liars. Zhang Jun had thought that if he treated others with kindness, others would treat him with kindness too. Now it seemed that it might be wrong!

Zhang Jun suddenly felt sad. His parents had come to borrow money that year, and he didn't know how many humiliations they had suffered. He laughed at himself and turned to Lu Jianjun, "Uncle, I suddenly remembered that there is an important thing to do, and I have to leave. I'll visit you another day. Goodbye."

After speaking, he pushed the door open without looking back, ignoring Lu Jianjun's shouting behind him. It was not until he walked out of the community that he breathed a sigh of relief and felt calmer.

nslator_name">Translator: Flying Lines

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