The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 241 Relatives

Chapter 241: Chapter 241 Relatives

Since then, Yang Yu’s mother, Liu Cuyun, had come to despise her aunt’s family.

Yang Yu had also felt some anger before, but he soon saw the light.

Relatives, after all, are family when there is reciprocity; without it, they are no better than the neighbors next door.

If they are willing to lend you money, that means they are kind; if they aren’t, there’s nothing much to say; you just treat them how they treat you.

So knowing it was his aunt’s family asking for a loan, Yang Yu didn’t want to lend it either.

But Yang Yu’s father snatched back the phone, and said with gravity, "Ah Yu, just because others lack good character, we must not behave like them, or else what makes us any different? No matter what, your aunt is my sister. If we were poor and unable to help, that’d be one thing; but since we can, we should help!"

Liu Cuyun became angry, "You treat her like a sister, but does she treat you like a brother? Your son needs to attend college, yet she hasn’t contributed a dime, and then goes and buys her son a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands. Now her son wants a lavish wedding that costs hundreds of thousands, and she starts by asking for one hundred thousand!"

"Yang Rongguang, you’re just a farmer, a muddy-legged one who can’t even save ten or twenty thousand a year; how can she have the nerve to ask that!"

Seeing his usually non-confrontational parents on the verge of a serious dispute, Yang Yu hurriedly said, "Dad, Mom, stop fighting. Look, we asked them for five thousand three years ago, although they never gave it, but we did ask. This time, let’s lend them ten thousand; double what we asked for. They shouldn’t have much to complain about then, right?"

Yang Rongguang felt uncomfortable about lending one hundred thousand yet giving only ten thousand, "This... how can this be alright!"

"Why not?" Liu Cuyun glared, "Just do as Ah Yu said, lend them ten thousand. Even having ten thousand is pretty good, considering they wouldn’t even lend five thousand back then!"

"Alright." Yang Rongguang was unable to argue with his wife and son, so he agreed, "Ah Yu, your eldest cousin and his fiancée are in Tianhai City taking wedding photos. I don’t have a bank app installed on this old phone of mine, it’s inconvenient. I’ll give you your cousin’s phone number, just directly transfer the money to them!"

"Okay, Dad," Yang Yu said, "I’m really a bastard for forgetting to get you both new phones and a new house. I’ll have a new phone sent to you through courier right away, and then find a construction team to build you a country villa."

Knowing his parents would likely refuse, Yang Yu hung up without a word, then immediately called Zhou Haoqiang, "Ah Qiang, find a construction team to go to my hometown to help my parents build a villa, and also send them two Apple phones. Let me know how much it costs, and I’ll send you the money."

"Ah Yu, have you lost your mind?" Zhou Haoqiang raised the pitch of his voice, "This little favor and you’re talking about money? Are we brothers or not?"

"Because we are brothers, we should settle accounts clearly," Yang Yu said earnestly, "Ah Qiang, a company needs to grow strong and can’t be too casual. When it’s time to use the company account, we must use it. There are many people following you; if you’re too casual, it’ll be hard to manage the company later."

"Alright, alright, I’ll do as you say," Zhou Haoqiang grunted, "I’ll make sure every penny of the construction money goes through the company account. I’ll pay out of my own pocket, happy now?"

Yang Yu smiled faintly, "No, this is a gift for my parents; it’s my way of showing filial piety, and I shouldn’t let you pay. If you want to give something to my parents, we can discuss that later. I’ll transfer two million to you now. Let me know if it’s not enough, and I’ll send more."

Not waiting for Zhou Haoqiang to respond, he hung up and immediately transferred two million to Zhou Haoqiang.

Zhou Haoqiang sent back a message, "Alright, buddy, I’ve taken the money, brother."

Zhou Haoqiang didn’t push back, but Yang Yu believed that after the construction of the villa, the expenses would certainly exceed two million.

He wasn’t pretentious, nor was his friend; sometimes understanding each other was enough.

After sorting out the phones and villa for his parents, Yang Yu called his eldest cousin, Liao Fangpo, "Cousin, it’s me, Yang Yu."

Fang Po’s tone was very casual, "Oh, Yang Yu, what’s up?"

Yang Yu said, "Aunt said you were short of a hundred thousand for the wedding banquet. My dad doesn’t have that much, just ten thousand, and told me to transfer it to you..."

"Ten thousand? Are you treating me like a beggar?" Fang Po erupted immediately, "Country people are just poor, bad luck!"

Yang Yu got angry as well, "Take it or leave it!"

Only then did Yang Yu hang up the phone, but Fang Po immediately called back, "Why wouldn’t I take it? Ten thousand can still pay for half a table at the banquet!"

After hearing this, Yang Yu grew even angrier, "You want my dad, a farmer who can’t save twenty thousand in a year, to borrow a hundred thousand, just to pay for a banquet table that costs twenty thousand?"

"Yeah, what’s the problem?" Fang Po was completely indifferent, "Can our family be compared to yours? I’m marrying into one of the big families of Tianhai City. Having a table that costs twenty thousand is already embarrassing, you know? Do you realize our banquet is booked at Jinmao Hotel? Twenty thousand per table is the minimum there!"

"Haha." Besides "haha," Yang Yu had nothing else to say, "Just give me your bank card number, I’ll transfer the ten thousand to you. Send the card number to my cellphone via text message."

Normally, among relatives, adding cousins on WeChat and creating a group chat is the most common thing.

But Yang Yu knew his family was poor, and these cousins tried their best to avoid him.

They really didn’t want to add him on WeChat, so he didn’t bother trying to add them either.

And by the way, Fang Po was quite quick in sending the card number.

As soon as Yang Yu hung up the phone, he received Fang Po’s text message in less than twenty seconds.

Yang Yu didn’t say much, he just transferred the ten thousand directly.

Sure enough, Fang Po didn’t even say "thank you," acting as if nothing had happened.

Yang Yu gave a cold snort, too lazy to care any further.

His father was the eldest in the family, had been a farmer all his life, and couldn’t even afford to send one of his two sons to college, let alone take care of his younger siblings.

Therefore, his father always felt he hadn’t fulfilled his duties as a father and an elder brother, and it weighed on his mind.

Today, finally having the chance, Yang Yu saw it as fulfilling a lingering concern for his father.

As Yang Yu was getting ready to sleep, his phone rang again. It was a call from the security guard at the gate, "Mr. Yang, there’s a wedding photography company insisting on entering to take wedding photos, they’re being really persistent and are blocking our community gate. Would you like to let them in?"

Now, everyone living in the entire residential complex was part of Yang Yu’s circle, and since the area was designated as non-saleable by the Flying Dragon Team, the Wen Family stopped selling it externally.

Essentially, the residential complex had become Yang Yu’s private space, so security had to call Yang Yu for permission to let anyone in.

"Let them in," Yang Yu said, "If it’s for someone’s wedding, they should be celebrated, don’t make it difficult for them."

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