Chapter 77. The Secret That Cannot Be Told
His third uncle was very aggressive in stock trading back then.

Especially when I first started working, I was anxious to make money. Every month, I would leave some money for food and some for dating, and the rest of my salary would be thrown into the stock market.

The compensation was so huge that I had to pay it for several years in a row and I didn’t dare tell my family.

One time, I was so broke that I had no money to find a partner or even to eat.

He was still supported by his then girlfriend, now his wife, who took care of him for several months.

That is to say, the stupid girl, Third Aunt, had a sharp drop in IQ after they fell in love, and she foolishly gave him money.

An ordinary person would have broken up with him long ago.

As a result, in 07, the situation turned around and all the losses were made back.

It was still that year.

Fortunately, Third Aunt agreed to his proposal, and the two of them wanted to buy a house when they got married.

Luo Xiang is also a sentimental man. He promised to give Lin Jia a home. He took out all the money he had in the stock market and paid the down payment for this big house.

In those days in Tianhan, it was rare for people to buy a house with a loan, let alone a house this big. They had to pay the bank more than a thousand yuan a month for twenty or thirty years.

Lin Jia was touched.

It was 5800 points at that time.

Later, as we all know, the stock market took a sharp turn for the worse.

Luo Xiang was scared.

According to gossip, which was spread by Luo Yihang's mother, on the day of Luo Xiang's wedding, he swore to his wife that if he ever touched stocks again after marriage, all his income would be turned over to him without a single cent left.

A real man should keep his word. A gentleman’s word should be as good as his words.
Then Luo Xiang really did it. He hadn't seen his salary card for several years.

Now Lin Jia approves 500 yuan a month for him to invest in stocks. If he makes money, he draws Huazi, and if he loses, he draws Hongmei. He just treats it as entertainment.

This month seems to be a loss.

……

We chatted for a while and had another round of drinks.

Luo Xiang put his hand on the table to hold down the cigarette box and glanced at Luo Yihang.

Luo Yihang understood immediately, stood up and said he was going to the toilet.

Luo Xiang also stood up and said, "Let's go together."

The cigarette box on the table has disappeared.

Luo Yihang provided cover, and the uncle and nephew pretended to go to the toilet, but actually went to the door to smoke.

When they got outside, Luo Xiang popped out a Red Plum, lit it, took a deep breath, and didn't pass it to Luo Yihang.

Luo Yihang didn't know how to do it, so he just stayed by the side.

After a moment of silence, Luo Xiang spoke up, "I heard from your dad that it was quite big this time. Did you handle it well?"

Luo Yihang replied: "It's OK, enough."

Luo Xiang nodded and said, "There are prospects in agriculture, but the risks are also great. We have to keep some in our hands."

He took out a card and handed it over, "Here, there's 50,000 yuan in it, and the password is your dad's birthday, just in case."

Luo Yihang took a look at it, didn't answer it, and turned his head to look inside.

"Stinky boy." Luo Xiang cursed with a smile, and handed it over again, saying with a smile, "I discussed this with your Third Aunt, take it."

Luo Yihang then took the card, put it directly in his pocket, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you will make a mistake. Thank you, Third Uncle. I'll keep it first. If I need it, I'll use it directly. If I don't need it, I'll return it to you."

"Go ahead, kid. It's yours if I give it to you."

"Okay." Luo Yihang responded, keeping the matter in mind and not showing it.

My family and relatives are all getting along very well, and this is also a token of my appreciation. It is best to keep it first, and then say you don’t need it after a while, and let your dad return it.

After smoking one cigarette, Luo Xiang lit another one.

This is an excess.

Luo Yihang thought that he was using his nephew as a cover, right? He knew Third Aunt wouldn't say anything, so he indulged her, right?

Then I remembered something. It was not easy to ask at the dinner table or to my dad, but I could ask Uncle San at this moment when there was no one else around. "Uncle San, have you contacted my Second Uncle recently?"

Hearing the question, Luo Xiang took a deep puff of cigarette, feeling a little melancholy.

After a long while, he said slowly, "Your second uncle sent me a text message before the New Year, saying that he was in Zhejiang Province and had everything he needed. I asked him if he would come back for the New Year, but he didn't reply. He also didn't answer my phone calls..."

Luo Yihang wanted to ask again.

Luo Xiang spoke up in advance, "Let's not talk about him anymore, let's go back."

After saying that, he squeezed out the cigarette butt in the trash can, turned around and called Luo Yihang to go back.

Luo Yihang also understood that he still couldn't ask about his second uncle's affairs. It had been more than ten years, and the older generation still hadn't resolved their knot.

There was little to talk about along the way.

It was not until they returned to the dining table that Luo Qi gave him a big smile and then a smile appeared on Luo Xiang's face again.

……

After eating and drinking, the family left the restaurant and strolled back leisurely.

But this time, Luo Qi pulled Luo Yihang and ran in the front, while the old couple and the middle-aged couple followed behind.

Luo Yihang couldn't resist Third Aunt's enthusiasm, so he agreed to stay for one night.

Little Luo Qi pulled Luo Yihang and jumped around like a curious baby, "Brother Hang, do you want to farm?"

"Yes." Luo Yihang unconsciously changed his tone into that of a child, his pitch became higher and his speech speed became slower.

Curious baby asked again, "Can I plant it too?"

Luo Yihang asked in a long tone: "Can you?"

"I can!" Luo Qi answered loudly, "I planted sunflowers in kindergarten when I was a kid, and I also planted roses in the observation class."

Haha, when she was a child, she was less than six years old.

Kids nowadays learn so much.

"What do you want to plant?"

"Flower!"

"No, my brother grows things to sell, so he can't grow flowers."

Luo Yihang teased her and saw the little girl's mouth pouting a little bit.

It's going to be bad. It's going to be bad.

Luo Yihang hurriedly coaxed, "Then what else do you like? Anything is fine. You can tell your brother even if mom doesn't allow you to."

The tone became smaller and smaller, getting closer and closer.

This kind of secret communication is the best way to appease children.

Sure enough, little Luo Qi took the bait, and tiptoed to Luo Yihang's ear and whispered, "I also like sweet things. Mom doesn't let me eat them, saying that if I eat too much candy, bugs will get into my teeth, but I still want to eat them secretly so she can't see."

Just thinking?

This is practical.

Luo Yihang rolled his eyes, thought of something, and whispered, "Then I'll plant some sugar for you, secretly, and don't tell anyone."

"Okay~~" Luo Qi heard Le's little mouth open, and the sound of her agreement was so long and sweet.

Now I am not afraid of people seeing the holes in my lost teeth.

After agreeing fiercely, Luo Qi pouted again, dragging out a long tone and aggrieved, "But I still want Huahua..."

Luo Yihang took a deep breath and sweat broke out when he saw this. Why did he remember it again?
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry.

Luo Yihang thought of a solution in a hurry, or in other words, he gave up everything. "Then I will plant some beautiful flowers, and then let the bees come to collect nectar, and we will have sweet honey, okay~~"

"Great~~" The child changed from pouting to grinning so quickly. Luo Qi clapped her hands happily and jumped up and down, cheering softly, "Honey, sweet."

What a clever little boy, he still remembered that his mother was following him and said that he had to be sweet secretly...

(End of this chapter)