Su Wensong instructed Hou Xiaobao to keep an eye on Jia Liang’s situation.
Selling a house is no small affair. Upon learning of it, the next day Hou Xiaobao informed Su Wensong, who in turn told Lin Chuxia.
"Do you know how much he owes?"
Su Wensong shook his head, "He didn’t say, but Hou Xiaobao gave all his savings to Jia Liang, so it must be quite a sum."
Seeing Lin Chuxia remain silent, Su Wensong ventured to ask, "Does Mr. Lin intend to cover Jia Liang’s debt? Or to give him an advance on his salary?"
Jia Liang had performed well during his year working with them, and it was clear Lin Chuxia intended to make good use of him.
Though salary advances come with risks, Jia Liang is sentimental and loyal; his character is trustworthy.
Lin Chuxia shook her head, "Since he hasn’t approached the company about it, let’s pretend we’re unaware. Later, you arrange for someone to wait until there’s news of Jia Liang’s house being on the market, then send someone to buy it."
"Mr. Lin wants his house? What if Jia Liang finds out one day..."
Su Wensong knew Lin Chuxia was recently considering buying a house, and though transactions are a mutual willingness between buyer and seller, purchasing Jia Liang’s house would be very different from buying any other property.
If Jia Liang ever found out, it was inevitable he would overthink things. Lin Chuxia was known to dislike complications.
Yet Lin Chuxia did not elaborate further, "Just do as I said. When it comes to the price, try to meet his needs. Tell me the amount later on. Although Jia Liang is a victim in this situation, he is not entirely innocent. He should have known what kind of person Tian Jinzhu is. Since he chose to trust Tian, leading to these consequences, he should be prepared mentally—every person must pay for their mistakes."
Regarding his decision to sell the house and accept the responsibility on his own, it impressed Lin Chuxia all the more.
Su Wensong nodded, "Alright, I understand, Mr. Lin."
...
The matter was resolved quickly. The next day when Su Wensong met Lin Chuxia, he informed her that the house was bought for a total of 5,000 yuan.
Lin Chuxia pondered for a moment. Considering the rent and decoration costs of a house in the city, she had given Jia Liang a total of 10,000 yuan.
He really had spent most of his money on his brother, indeed a moment of folly.
She had always known that Jia Liang and Hou Xiaobao held highly to the codes of brotherhood, always ready to assist each other, even to the point of taking a blade for one another.
Now, after lending a helping hand, his brothers had turned their backs, stabbing him instead. Let’s see if he would learn from this experience.
Lin Chuxia handed the money to Su Wensong and received the deed—the house was now hers.
...
Jia’s small courtyard
Today was the day Jia Liang and his family were moving out. Hou Xiaobao had taken the day off to help.
From the announcement of the sale of the house to the day of the move, it was just a three-day span, and Old Mrs. Jia still struggled to accept this reality.
But no matter the difficulty in acceptance, the house had been sold, the money received, and they had to move out.
There’s a saying, "A broken family still holds wealth." Their family had lived here for generations, and although they had never been wealthy, they did have many belongings when gathered together.
Especially some antique items and belongings left by Jia Liang’s father.
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