{"id":1836,"date":"2020-05-10T07:26:18","date_gmt":"2020-05-10T05:26:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=1836"},"modified":"2022-07-09T11:20:16","modified_gmt":"2022-07-09T09:20:16","slug":"spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2020\/05\/10\/spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Spare Tire is Gone &#8211; Chapter 2 (R)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment--><\/p>\r\n\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong\u2019s Little Uncle was called Qi Hun. As his name implies, he was a very mischievous man. When he was young, he was idle and lived on his parents\u2019 money. Later, when he didn&#8217;t have his parents to mooch off of, he used to find an excuse from time to time to go to relatives\u2019 houses to cheat them out of their money.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Grandpa Qi Cong was the wealthiest member of the whole Qi family, and in the past he was bitten by Qi Hun. When he was a child, Qi Cong saw a lot of terrible sides of this Little Uncle, so he was disgusted with this family member of the elder generation.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the past, Qi Cong had some scruples for his mother and grandfather\u2019s affection towards the relatives in their hometown. So he kept his disgust hidden in his heart and tried to keep the courtesy of the younger generation when facing Qi Hun. Now the Qi family has greatly changed. He heard with his own ears that his Little Uncle came to cheat his parents when they were already in trouble, and the emotion in his heart could no longer be concealed.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Without waiting for Qi Hun to answer, he continued, \u201cNot only the 500,00 for the repair of tombs, but also the 700,000 you cheated from grandfather when you prepared a fake medical record and lied that you had a serious illness, and other small bits of money. Looking at the appearance of Little Uncle now, you must be doing very well. Now that my parents are having a hard time, shouldn\u2019t you to return all this money?&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The living room was quiet. Everyone except Shen Jia had a dazed expression, including Qi Hun, who was targeted by Qi Cong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong frowned.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What was with this reaction?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin suddenly stood straight. She changed from her previous attitude of indifference and she almost rushed to Qi Cong. Qi Yin raised her hands and held Qi Cong\u2019s face, her tone urgent, &#8220;Cong, look at your mother.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong hurriedly held Qi Yin\u2019s hands and looked into her eyes. When their eyes met, Qi Yin\u2019s eyes, which were obviously not well rested and also very red, made his heart tremble and his body soften. He couldn\u2019t help calling out, &#8220;Mom.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin stared at Qi Cong, her fingers trembling. Suddenly she lost all her strength and hugged Qi Cong, her shoulders moving as she cried silently.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mom?&#8221; Qi Cong panicked. He held Qi Yin back and wanted to see her face, but he didn\u2019t dare to push her too hard. When he unexpectedly saw Qi Yin\u2019s hair mixed with aging white, he suddenly wanted to cry and hugged Qi Yin back. &#8220;Mom, don&#8217;t cry, it&#8217;s my fault. I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When the others finally returned to their senses, Lin Hui came to Qi Cong and asked excitedly, &#8220;Cong, do you remember?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong blinked his eyes to suppress his tears and replied, &#8220;What? I had amnesia?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At this critical moment, Shen Jia was still reliable. He leaned over to Qi Cong\u2019s side and explained for him, &#8220;Uncle, Brother Cong remembers everything now. From childhood to adulthood, he remembers everything.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Hui became more and more excited: &#8220;Really?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Really, it\u2019s absolutely true!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong became more and more confused by conversation between Shen Jia and Lin Hui. He was about to ask, when Qi Hun, who had remained sitting on the sofa, suddenly opened his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Xiao Cong, it\u2019s good that you can remember the past now, but as food cannot be eaten at random, words also cannot be said at random. What do you mean by cheating? Didn&#8217;t I repair the ancestral graves? Just because I\u2019m well now, doesn\u2019t mean I wasn&#8217;t ill in the past. It doesn&#8217;t make sense.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin\u2019s shrugging shoulders stopped.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong regained his senses and his face turned cold again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun continued, saying, &#8220;Xiao Cong, I know you\u2019re short of money, but you can&#8217;t have any ideas about your own cousin. You still use your parents as an excuse. It\u2019s really unkind&#8211;&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Shut up.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin interrupted Qi Hun words.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun choked and looked discontentedly at Qi Yin, who was withdrawing from Qi Cong arms. &#8220;Fourth Sister, how do you -&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDidn\u2019t you hear me when I told you to shut up?\u201d Qi Yin turned to face Qi Hun. Her eyebrows were similar to Qi Cong, and her expression was almost the same. Her momentum however, was stronger and her tone was deeper than that of Qi Cong. \u201dThird brother, Qi Cong is back and it\u2019s time for you to go. You don&#8217;t have to come back anymore. It should be more than enough to pay the debt my father owed to your mother with the money you cheated, borrowed and stole from my family over the years. Anyway, our two families are not from the same branch, so the kinship should be severed. &#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun couldn&#8217;t believe it. &#8220;Do you know what you are saying -&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLin Hui, show Third Brother out.\u201d Qi Yin stopped paying attention to Qi Hun and grabbed Qi Cong\u2019s arm to pull him into the master bedroom on the right side of the living room, slamming the door behind them.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door, just like their front door, was made of wood. The door panel was even thinner and not sound proof at all. Outside, Qi Hun started to make a scene, shouting and wanting to rush over to find Qi Yin to explain clearly, but was stopped by Lin Hui and Shen Jia.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun\u2019s words were terrible, making Qi Cong clench his fists.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He felt that his hand was suddenly warm. Qi Cong bowed his head and saw Qi Yin holding his hand and gently opening his clenched fist. He reflexively relaxed.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin didn&#8217;t look up and said softly, &#8220;You habit of clenching your fist when you are angry didn\u2019t change.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong answered habitually, &#8220;If I change it now, mom will have no excuse to hold my hand.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;&#8230;&#8221; Qi Yin tightened her grip on his hand and looked up at Qi Cong. &#8220;How much do you remember?&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How much does he remember of what?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong didn&#8217;t quite understand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun outside the door was stopped from following them, but his voice suddenly grew louder and his words became more and more ugly. &#8220;No wonder Qi Cong became such a waste. It\u2019s not surprising when he has such unkind and mean parents as you! It\u2019s already good he turned out like this! Qi Yin, you say you wanted to sever our family relationship, then you must first pay off the debt your family owes my mother! If it hadn&#8217;t been for my mother, how could your father make Sanmu expand? The Sanmu trademark should be mine! &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Qi Yin, come out! If you don&#8217;t sell me the trademark today, I&#8217;m not done with you. Do you think you are still the rich lady who used to be the boss? Don&#8217;t be shameless and force me to become serious! &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong withdrew his hand from Qi Yin without clenching his fist, and restrained his temper as he said, &#8220;Mom, I&#8217;ll go out for a while. You just sit and have some rest. I&#8217;ll be back soon.&#8221; Qi Cong sat Qi Yin on the bed, opened the door and went out, closing the door with his back hand.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Seeing Qi Cong coming out, Qi Hun, who was held back by his arms by Lin Hui and Shen Jia, became more and more excited. Lin Hui and Shen Jia both had thin bodies and they couldn\u2019t stop the tall and very fat Qi Hun, and he nearly broke away from them.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bang!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong picked up the porcelain teapot from the table and smashed it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun stopped struggling, but his mouth didn\u2019t stop. &#8220;What, do you want to scare me with this? I&#8217;ve been out for so many years, but it&#8217;s not &#8212; &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong stooped to pick up the biggest fragment and in the middle of Qi Hun\u2019s speech, he suddenly grabbed Qi Hun by the collar and raised the porcelain fragment to stab him in the eye.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Hui was startled and he quickly let go of Qi Hun to stop him, &#8220;Cong, don&#8217;t!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong steadily stopped the porcelain fragment at a distance of only two centimeters from Qi Hun\u2019s eyes. Then he stepped over to Lin Hui, looking at Qi Hun who turned white from fear, and threatened, &#8220;barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes. I have nothing, but my parents still have Sanmu. If you dare to touch them, I will dare you to fight with me. Do you want to be haunted by me for the rest of your life, or are you going to get out of my house? Get out of my house now! &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Without any restriction from Liu Hui, Qi Hun easily broke free from Shen Jia\u2019s hold and stepped back two steps. He touched his eyes, his body in a cold sweat. He looked from Qi Cong, to the fragment Qi Cong still held in his hand and his expression twisted a few times. As he walked to the door he swore in a low voice.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When he got to the other side of the front door, his voice became louder again, &#8220;No wonder Jiang Zhaoyan doesn&#8217;t like you, you are a madman!\u00a0 You want to be a star and make a lot of money? Just look at who you are! &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia angrily rolled up his sleeves. &#8220;You say one more word!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Hun quickly ran away.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Hui immediately closed the door.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bang!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong threw away the fragments, looked around the room and found the dustpan and broom. He carefully swept the fragments of the teapot. Looking at Lin Hui who came over, he bowed his head and apologized. &#8220;Dad, I&#8217;m sorry, I broke the teapot.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Hui sighed and gently touched Qi Cong\u2019s long hair. &#8220;It&#8217;s all right, but don\u2019t do it again. When you use force, whether you hurt others or others hurt you, you will suffer in the end. Solve the problem rationally, understand? &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mm-hmm.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door of the master bedroom opened and Qi Yin came out.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong froze and instinctively hid the dustpan containing the fragments of the teapot. Before Qi Yin opened her mouth, he said, &#8220;Dad, Mom, you can&#8217;t live here anymore. Little Uncle will not give up easily. He lost his face today, but he will definitely come back. There is no access control or security in this neighborhood and the front door can be opened with a little push, which is too unsafe.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Yin glanced at the dustpan behind Qi Cong, and then looked away as Qi Cong stiffened and changed the topic. Her gaze softened as she asked, &#8220;Move to where?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Move to where?\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was stunned for a moment. After &#8220;sleeping&#8221; for three years, he didn&#8217;t know where he lived or where he could move his parents. Even so, he quickly thought of a way and replied, &#8220;First we need to find a nearby hotel for you to stay in. Mom, Dad, you should pack up the things you want to take away. Jia Jia and I will go to the hotel and pick you up when we book a room. &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What Lin Hui wanted to say was stopped by Qi Yin. She nodded and said, &#8220;All right, we will be waiting for you at home.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After Qi Cong and Shen Jia left, Lin Hui looked at Qi Yin and said, &#8220;Do you really want to move?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Didn&#8217;t you see? He started a fight with Qi Hun on purpose.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Hui froze. &#8220;Intentionally?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mm-hmm.&#8221; Qi Yin smiled and her beautiful apricot eyes were slightly curved. You could vaguely see her charming and moving appearance from when she was young. &#8220;He loves us and was looking for an excuse for us to move. Lin, it seems that he really is better this time.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the orange sport car, Qi Cong asked Shen Jia, &#8220;Where did I live before I was hospitalized?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You rented a small apartment in the Tianhua district.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;How big?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;One bedroom with living room&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was silent and frowned slighty.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia looked at Qi Cong and tentatively said, &#8220;I have a small villa in the Jinxiu District. It was a birthday present given to me by my father last year. Anyway, it&#8217;s empty, why not&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong shook his head. &#8220;It&#8217;s not suitable. You can lend your house to me, but you can&#8217;t lend it to my parents. My parents won&#8217;t live in the house of someone from the younger generation. It would be hard on them. Jia Jia, do I really owe the bank 800,000?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia choked and replied implicitly, &#8220;With my understanding, maybe\u2026it\u2019s more than that.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">More than that?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong frowned even more.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">More than 800,000. How much was it? One Million? Two million?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia tried again: &#8221; Brother Cong, don&#8217;t worry, I can help you return -&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Click.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong snapped his fingers expressionlessly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shen Jia changed his tune in time, &#8220;\u2013 I can lend you a sum of money in case of emergency! You&#8217;ll pay me back when you earn money. Of course, I&#8217;ll charge interest. As the old saying goes, even blood brothers should settle accounts clearly. &#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong loosened his fingers and stopped scaring Shen Jia. He gently patted him on the shoulder. &#8220;Thank you, Jia Jia. If it wasn&#8217;t for you\u2026.\u00a0 Thank you. &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou don\u2019t have to be polite with me.\u201d Shen Jia quickly turned his head and grinned at Qi Cong. Then he turned his eyes away and continued to look at the road, sniffing secretly. &#8220;I only wanted to say that without you, there would be no me now. As long as you are good, other things are just small things.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After booking the hotel, Qi Cong and Shen Jia went back to the neighborhood to pick up Qi Yin and Lin Hui. Qi Yin was already in poor health and this afternoon, thanks to Qi Hun, she was involved in an argument and now she is moving. Her mood also rose and fell, so she went to sleep as soon as they arrived at the hotel.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong didn&#8217;t stay long. After talking with Lin Hui, he got in the car with Shen Jia and set off for his rented apartment.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the way to the apartment, Qi Cong asked Shen Jia about some things he didn&#8217;t understand. For example, the words that Shen Jia said to Lin Hui, &#8220;remembers all&#8221;, the Jiang Zhaoyan that Qi Hun mentioned and Shen Jia\u2019s job that could easily earn seven figures a year.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><br \/>Edited by : Antiope1<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Proofreader:\u00a0<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Qi Cong\u2019s Little Uncle was called Qi Hun. As his name implies, he was a very mischievous man. When he was young, he was idle and lived on his parents\u2019 money. 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