"I have just mentioned the price of the glass. As for the lost work fees that have delayed my use in the past few days, and the mental damage fees that I was just shocked by, right?"
Zhang Xueqing lowered her head and smiled, a hint of joking flashing in her eyes.
When Aunt Quan heard the roll call, she straightened her back instantly, as if she was being stared at by something.
"For the sake of the villagers, I won't pursue these matters. You only need to pay the cost of the glass as I mentioned before, which is fifteen thousand yuan."
Zhang Xueqing's tone was calm, but she firmly stated her bottom line.
He changed his voice and looked at the aunts,
"Of course, the aunts present can't testify for me in vain. When the compensation for the glass arrives, I will give you two hundred each. It will all be regarded as the hard-earned money of the aunts who helped.
I am a woman who has no job, is in poor health, and is helpless. I cannot do without the care of my aunts in the future. It is better for the aunts not to think too little about it, but I also have to live a good life. "
Zhang Xueqing said a little aggrievedly, her eyes slightly red.
Several aunts became interested when they heard that they also had money, and they were all gearing up for fear of being overtaken by others.
"That's his whole aunt. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Don't get angry too quickly. Just take a look and quickly compensate others for this glass."
"It's just that the weather is getting colder day by day. There's no glass in such a big hole. Xue Qing's small body can't bear it."
"Yes, yes, his whole aunt, if he makes someone sick, you will have to pay more."
Aunts talk, whoever pays takes advantage.
There is no need for Zhang Xueqing to say anything this time, the aunts' fighting ability cannot be overshadowed.
The man on the side consciously stood behind Zhang Xueqing the moment she came out.
Where the aunts couldn't see, they used a little force to support the arm of the person standing precariously in front of them.
When he heard about glass, he couldn't help but look back at the empty window frame, his eyes getting darker and darker.
Aunt Quan can handle Zhang Xueqing just fine, but she has no chance of winning against these old fools who have been talking for a long time.
He got up from the ground in one fell swoop and ran home.
Looking from a distance, the two big painted faces with white puffs on their buttocks disappeared from everyone's eyes very quickly.
Seeing that the troublemaker was gone, several aunts also left one after another. Before leaving, they did not forget to take Zhang Xueqing to promise that they would help her get the money back.
When all the others were gone, Zhang Xueqing couldn't hold on any longer, so she fell backwards when she got pregnant.
The man standing behind caught him, picked him up and carried him into the house.
“I can’t stand anymore but I’m still stiff.”
In addition to complaining, there was also deep distress hidden in his tone.
"You don't understand women's battlefield."
If she hadn't looked at the man's expression of wanting to hit him, she wouldn't have stood at the door and told them so much.
Don't make rational things passive.
"What do you think about this?"
Uncle Zhang Xueqing usually leans in a man's arms without feeling any discomfort at all. It feels as familiar as lying on the sofa at home.
As soon as Meng Fansen entered the living room, the glass shards on the floor were like demons, shouting non-stop and shining with silver light in his eyes.
The fire that had just been extinguished rekindled.
After not getting a response from the man for a long time, she raised her head and looked up. Seeing the man staring at the sofa she had just bought, she smiled slightly awkwardly.
"Hehehe, I seem to be causing trouble for you again."
"Are you hurt?"
"ah?"
"Glass!"
"Oh, no, luckily I reacted quickly."
Meng Fansen looked at the person in his arms, and his eyes gradually shifted to the leg wrapped in a splint. In the end, he didn't say anything and turned around to go to the bedroom.
Zhang Xueqing saw deep helplessness on his face.
It doesn't matter, she doesn't care.
Surviving for so long is all due to thick skin, which I have learned through practice.
He put her on the bed and left the room.
He didn't even let her hold the crutches. This meant several things.
Zhang Xueqing waited by the bed for a long time. She could only follow the door and saw men coming in and out, but never came to her room.
Forget it, let's fend for ourselves.
I fell on the bed and was about to fall asleep. Suddenly I heard the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing, and I instantly became energetic.
This person is not going to leave. Give her the crutches!
He quickly took out his cell phone from the bedside table, found the missed call from before, and dialed it directly.
The ringing rang for a long time but was not answered. Could this man be like her and go out without a mobile phone?
No, it's not like I haven't seen him on the phone these few times. He is deaf or something.
The person who was suspected of being deaf was standing in the middle of the road with a blaring cell phone, a solemn expression on his face.
When the ringing was almost over, the answer button was pressed.
"Hey~ You answered the phone, but you can give me the crutches when you leave."
The woman's voice was soft and delicate, as if she was coquettishly speaking to him.
He rubbed his itchy ears and replied in a deep voice,
"I'll be down in a minute."
Before the person on the other end could speak, he hung up the phone impatiently.
The voice was so seductive, and his heart was a little disobedient.
The person who was hung up on the phone was not angry and threw the phone on the bed.
Meng Fansen returned to the pig farm and called everyone to one place. From time to time, everyone was confused.
"Those who were at the foot of the mountain the night before yesterday step forward."
With an order, everyone shut their mouths and automatically stood in a row.
Those who had been down there took the initiative to step forward.
"Those who have left the pig farm in the past two days should take a step forward."
A few more people stood up.
"The rest disperse."
Meng Fansen looked at the six people standing in front of him, and his face became a little darker.
Four were people I saw in the yard that day, and two were people who had been down the mountain.
"You understand what I mean? Stand outside yourself or wait for me to ask. I'll give you a minute to think about it."
The six of them suddenly felt a flash of light on their backs and clenched their fists.
You look at me, I look at you, but no one takes a step forward.
"Sen...Brother Sen, there is another person who is not here."
Xiao Zhao swallowed hard, raised his head, and said firmly,
"Brother Gang went down the mountain and hasn't come back yet."
Meng Fansen's eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice,
"Does he know what happened that night?"
"I...I told him."
Xiao Zhao looked remorseful and lowered his head in shame. After a moment, he raised his head again.
"Brother Sen, I was wrong, please punish me."
Meng Fansen glanced at him,
"Go paint the pig house for a week."
"yes."
His eyes kept scanning the remaining people.
Several people stood upright, looking straight ahead, without any dodge.
Looks like it's him again.
"Let's all get busy."
He sent everyone away and led two black clams that kept wagging their tails at him down the mountain.
