The door of Lao Zhu's house was closed from the inside, blocking the eyes of curious neighbors. Only sporadic sounds came, which were vague and unclear.
In the courtyard, the atmosphere became even more tense.
Under repeated questioning by everyone, Uncle Zhu finally couldn't hide it and revealed the entire truth.
"Dad, my son is helpless. He only has a little money in his hand to buy wine and gifts for his friends and mentors, so he has to borrow usury. As for why filling in the second brother's name is helpless, the son still needs to take the imperial examination. If my name is on this IOU, it will be a stain on my son's imperial examination. Who will come to vouch for my son? Even if my son succeeds in the scholar examination and is elected, with this stain, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to even be an official. Son, son , all of this is helpless."
Uncle Zhu Shouren said as he spoke, he knelt on the ground, walked a few steps on his knees, hugged his grandfather's thigh, and cried heartbreakingly.
The uncle's words clearly revealed himself and molded him into a Gou Jian who endured humiliation and shouldered heavy burdens for the sake of family rejuvenation!
"You still have the nerve to say that!" Grandfather's face turned dark with anger, and his whole body started to tremble. He waved his hand and slapped the uncle hard on the face, "The whole family tightened their belts to support you in studying. You just said it and did it." What evil is this!"
Uncle Zhu Shouren did not hide, but slapped his grandfather forcefully, and his face was distorted.
"Dad, my son is doing it for the family!" Uncle Zhu Shouren cried even more sincerely after receiving this slap. "My son is also doing it to revitalize the family. Dad, my son has learned secrets from that master. He can't stay here." Dirty it, daddy!"
The grandfather looked at his eldest son kneeling at his feet, his second son lying on a stretcher with a bloody leg, his two grandsons with angry faces, and his second daughter-in-law who wanted to scratch his eldest son into potato shreds. He just felt There were waves of weakness in my heart.
"Hey, this is a future scholar and a future scholar. It's great to congratulate Uncle Zhu that he has a son... Your old Zhu family is not far away." The fat man smiled softly. Looking at this farce with a smile, he said with all his heart, "However, you are the King of Heaven, and repaying debts is a matter of course."
At this point, the smile on Fatty Hengrou's face disappeared, replaced by a fierce look, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a hidden threat in his words: "I don't care how much your family goes through, you don't owe me a penny." Less. The repayment now is still 15 taels of silver. If I come back to collect it in three days, it will be 16 taels of silver. Those who come here will not be my men. If they don’t know what they have, let your future scholars If something goes wrong, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
After saying that, the fat man waited for a reply from Lao Zhu's family with a gloomy face.
15 taels of silver, how can the family have so much money now? Grandfather closed his eyes, feeling exhausted mentally and physically. After thinking for a long time, he walked to Fatty Hengrou and cupped his hands and said, "The family is unfortunate, let the little brother see the joke, pay back the debt, Zhu I know it too. We really can’t raise 15 taels of silver today. Let’s not mention the 16 taels in three days. Please ask me to come again tomorrow afternoon. We have prepared 15 taels of silver. Do you think so.”
The fat man Hengrou grinned, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay, I'm not a hard-to-talk person. After all, we might still do business in the future. Okay, I'll bring someone over to collect the money tomorrow afternoon. . But let’s be honest, if you have money, it’s easier to negotiate. If you don’t have money, these insignificant brothers will have a bad temper.”
"Let's go!" Fatty Hengrou said these words and led his younger brother out to leave.
At this moment, a young but firm voice stopped him.
"stop!"
Everyone was in shock. When they heard Zhu Pingan's voice, everyone was frightened. Hey, little ancestor, why did you stop him? Send this plague god away quickly.
Fatty Hengrou was also shocked. What happened? He was going to regret it. It doesn’t take a little kid to say it!
"What?" Fatty Hengrou stopped, turned around and asked with a gloomy face.
Zhu Pingan raised his head without any fear, looked at Fatty Hengrou for a moment, and said loudly with red eyes:
"You injured my father and wanted to leave without saying a word! Now you know that my uncle is the real borrower, but you injured my father!"
"It is natural to repay debts. Even though I am young, I have heard that blood debts must be repaid with blood! It is your fault that you made the wrong borrower, and it is also your fault that you accidentally injured my father!"
"You hurt my father and you want to leave like this?"
Hearing the questions from a little kid like Zhu Pingan, Hengrou Fatty couldn't help but said sullenly, "Why, do you still want to pay with blood?"
"Pooh!"
"Xiao Zhi!"
The family is very worried.
"I can't beat you now, so I'll let you pay with blood. But you have to give us an explanation. If you were injured for no reason, can you just let it go?" Zhu Ping'an struggled, and said The fat man looked at each other.
Zhu Pingchuan also stood up, stood next to Zhu Pingan, and looked directly at Fatty Hengrou with the same eyes.
The fat man Hengrou was stunned for a long time. He thought about what the storyteller often said: Don't bully young people into poverty. Then he looked at the eyes of Zhu Ping'an and the boy next to him. He muttered something unlucky, and then took out a handbag from his arms. Hang the money and throw it to the ground.
Just throw it to the ground.
Zhu Ping'an did not force the fat man to pick up the money and hand it to him like the protagonists in some novels. He was joking, what kind of scene was this and who was he? It would be nice to have this money as compensation. . If you force the fat man to pick up money again, come on, you are looking for shit!
A man's blood is indispensable, but he also understands that he who knows the current affairs is a hero.
Fatty Hengrou left, but the loan sharking matter was still unresolved.
The eldest uncle used Zhu's father's name to borrow money, which caused Zhu's father to be beaten. The family also had to give an explanation for this matter.
Mrs. Chen led her two sons and stood there, looking at their grandparents.
"Dad, my son will have to take the exam in a short while. He can't leave a stain on him! My son is also helpless. He also does it for the family." The eldest uncle hugged his grandfather's thigh and cried and shouted.
"Stop crying." Grandfather patted his uncle on the shoulder and sighed.
The uncle immediately stopped crying and began to sob. This made Zhu Pingan despise him. It was too despicable to use this method.
The afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth and stained the ground. The door to the Zhu family is open again! Zhu Ping'an's family walked out, each carrying large and small bags on their shoulders. Mother Chen and eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan were carrying a stretcher. The man on the stretcher who was beaten and bleeding without crying looked at the Zhu family courtyard with tears streaming down his face.
Learning is valuable than anything else!
It was also at this time that Zhu Pingan really understood this sentence!
"Yi'er, daddy is sorry for you!"
No matter how apologetic my grandfather was, no matter how much he burst into tears, they could not hide the fact that in order to preserve the uncle's reputation, for the uncle's imperial examination, for... Zhu Ping'an's family was separated! In other words, he was kicked out of the house! Father Zhu still has to bear the reputation of being a loan shark!
Two acres of paddy fields, five acres of dry fields, a few bags of grain, incomplete pots and pans, and a thatched house at the east end of the village that didn't even have a courtyard wall.
In the morning he was a farmhouse man, and in the evening he ascended to the Emperor's Hall.
Generals have no seeds at all, men should strengthen themselves!
Looking at the Zhu family courtyard, Zhu Ping'an muttered silently, and then murmured to himself in a low voice, "Let the poor family rise."
(This is the last plot. After writing this plot, the protagonist will grow up)
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