Chapter 595: Exhausted
Sha Zhu and Xu Damao are gone, leaving behind a lot of information.
There have been speculations in the hospital these days, but they are just speculations.
it's good now.
Real hammer!
The Jia family gave the two children to Xu Damao and Sha Zhu, or to be more precise, sold them at a high price.
Xu Damao gave 2,250 yuan, and Sha Zhu should have given more.
By this calculation, the Jia family got at least four or five thousand yuan.
Moving, having children, none of that matters anymore.
The eyes of the residents in the courtyard changed when they looked at Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu, as if they were looking at the richest man in the courtyard.
Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu wanted to argue, but it was too late and they could only hurried back home.
"These damned idiots Zhu and Xu Damao won't let us live in peace even after they move out. No, they dare to lie to us, not letting us take care of our children, and we have to make them pay for it!"
Jia Zhang sat at the table, her nose smoking with anger.
Qin Huairu also missed her son a little, after all, he was born after ten months of hard work.
"Mom, don't you see it? They just want to draw a line between our family and us."
"Draw a clear line, he can draw it if he wants to? Don't you know that mother and child are connected by heart, and blood is thicker than water? You have to pay more!"
"Mom, are we going to go find them?"
"What are you looking for? They are just a bunch of poor people. How much can their houses be sold for? Everyone must have a lot of debt. Let's wait until the children grow up a little bit before we talk about it!"
As the two were chatting, Wu Mazi and his wife, who lived in the same courtyard, knocked on the door and came into the room, smiling.
When Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu saw that it was them, they were shocked.
"Wu Mazi, what are you doing here?!"
"Hey, Sister Jia, when did you become so distant?!" Wu Mazi sat down at the table with a smile, very rude.
"I'm already a stranger to you guys, I'm not familiar with you guys, hurry up and leave!"
Jia Zhang knew the other party's purpose.
A group of vampires sitting on the fence, Yi Zhonghai's subordinates, and accomplices of the former pension group.
"Don't worry!"
Wu Mazi took out a piece of paper and unfolded it on the table.
"Over the years, Yi Zhonghai has asked us to help you many times. It was not easy for everyone in the past, so we didn't say anything. Now we heard that you have become rich. See if you can return the help we gave you in the past.
I calculated it, it's not much, just 113 yuan, I don't want the interest."
"What do you mean one hundred and thirteen? When have you ever helped us? No, get out of here!"
Jia Zhang suddenly jumped up, looking as if she wanted to eat the two people opposite her alive.
It's wishful thinking to take money out of her pocket.
Wu Mazi was not in a hurry and picked up the paper on the table.
"Sister Jia, don't worry. I have all the records here. Since you don't admit it, I will read them to you one by one."
As he spoke, he began to read the data he had just written.
"Yi Zhonghai has been organizing donations for your family since 1961. In total, our family has donated 48 yuan."
"You're talking nonsense. How can there be so much?! Besides, it's a donation. How can I take it back?"
Wu Mazi remained unmoved by Jia Zhang's argument and continued, "Qin Huairu came to my house, using the excuse that there was no food at home and the child needed nutrition. She came to my house sixty-four times in total, and the average amount, 30 cents, is nineteen dollars and twenty cents."
"Wu Mazi, when has the thing I want ever been worth more than 30 cents? And 19 yuan, what are you thinking?"
Wu Mazi smiled and glanced at Qin Huairu, but did not refute. He continued to read: "Banggeng has been stealing things from my house over the years, eating the cabbage hearts, stealing dried radishes, fermented beans, coal and firewood, and other miscellaneous things, a total of thirty-two yuan and sixty cents."
Now, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were both angry.
How could they possibly admit that Bang Geng is such a good thief? If they really admit it, they will definitely pay the price!
"Wu Mazi, you are slandering me. When did our Banggeng steal your things?"
At this moment, the door was pushed open again, and Yan Bugui walked in with a small notebook and a gloomy face.
"You know very well whether it was stolen or not! Do you want me to find a witness for you?"
When Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu heard the sound and looked over, their scalps suddenly felt tingling.
There were more than a dozen people standing at the door, eager to try, all of them were old residents of the courtyard.
Yan Bugui stood next to Wu Mazi with a small notebook in his hand.
"Every time you donate, you are always thankful and say you will repay everyone when you have the chance. Every time Qin Huairu borrows something, she also says she will pay it back when she has money. Why, you don't acknowledge me now?"
Jia Zhang's face twitched.
If you don’t say that, how can you donate? If you don’t lend that, how can you give?
"I have registered every donation, don't try to deny it. Of course, don't try to ask for more!"
As Yan Bugui spoke, he looked at Wu Mazi and his wife, who were blushing but not beating their hearts.
Jia Zhang wanted to deny the debt, but Qin Huairu said, "Uncle Yan, the donation money can be returned, but we don't recognize those unfounded claims."
"Why should I pay it back? That's a donation. You're just eating up the family! I'll go to Nie Ye and sue you~"
"mom!"
Seeing that Jia Zhang still didn't understand the situation, Qin Huairu hurriedly pulled her aside and glanced towards the door.
Looking at the residents with red eyes, Jia Zhang knew that she had angered everyone, so she lay down on the bed and pulled up the quilt.
"You have to pay if you want to. I don't have any money. I don't care!"
After saying that, he covered his head with the quilt and pretended to be a dead dog.
Qin Huairu gave a bitter smile and could only sit at the table and start a long negotiation.
Fortunately, the bulk of the donations came from Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Sha Zhu and Xu Damao. Except for Liu Haizhong, she could choose not to give to the other three.
As for Wu Mazi, what forty-eight yuan? In the end, he had less than eight yuan.
You can imagine how much water there is.
But even so, the total amount paid out in donations alone was more than 130 yuan, and the majority of it went to the second aunt.
After that, Qin Huairu borrowed money, meat, rice and flour.
This is not a big deal. After everyone knew the Jia family's style of borrowing but not returning, except for Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, basically no one borrowed money after 1962. Only when they were eating meat at home, Qin Huairu would take away a bowl or half a bowl of meat.
None of these were registered, and the money was not calculated. In the end, Yan Bugui made the final decision, three yuan per family, a total of thirty yuan, and no more mention was made.
Finally, there is the question of stick stems.
Yan Bugui argued with reason, and his accomplices were justified in demanding compensation ranging from ten to thirty yuan from each family.
Qin Huairu didn't want her only son to get into trouble again, so she had to pay another two hundred yuan to settle the matter.
This time the action of eating the rich has come to an end.
As soon as the residents left, Jia Zhang got up again and started cursing sinisterly.
"You are a bunch of poor, black-hearted beasts. Seeing that we are rich, you want to take advantage of our family. I will not forgive you!"
"Mom! Stop talking!"
Qin Huairu, whose heart was bleeding, was extremely upset.
"Don't you see? This is only the first time. With their behavior, there will definitely be a second and third time. We have to think of a way."