Neither of them spoke a word along the way, each thinking about their own things.
Zhang Xueqing is thinking about various countermeasures. It is definitely not feasible to raise them by yourself. Food is getting more and more expensive. The daily cost of each piglet is almost the same as that of a child, and there is no saying how long this situation will last.
Every day when I open my eyes, there are hundreds of children waiting to be fed. Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end.
The serious way is to find a way to sell the piglets.
Unknowingly, the car stopped in front of Zhang Xueqing's house, and I didn't come back for a few days. To be honest, seeing this small courtyard that I carefully decorated, my heart was quite warm.
The two divided the work and cooperated. Meng Fansen was in charge of unloading the truck and Zhang Xueqing was in charge of sorting. They quickly sorted out the contents of the truck. As soon as they put down the last bag of pine nuts, Meng Fansen's phone rang.
He took out his mobile phone with a nonchalant expression. The words "Ms. He" were clearly displayed on the screen. He raised his eyebrows slightly and pressed the connect button.
"Ah Sen, please tell me why that girl Xue Qing left so much money for me. I counted a total of 2,000 yuan. I was also wondering why this girl didn't fold the quilt today. She usually does it well. Straightforward,
As soon as I took the pillow, there was a stack of money underneath it. Tell her, why does your home need money from her? This is treating me as a hotel. Tell her, old lady, I'm not happy..."
On the other side of the phone, He Qiaolan cheered excitedly. The more she spoke, the darker Meng Fansen's eyes became. He stared at the busy people not far away, burning with anger.
"I know." He suppressed his anger and hung up the phone, striding up to Zhang Xueqing.
"I really can't put these in. It seems that I really need you to help me get a big tank." Zhang Xueqing stood up straight, clapped her hands, and said towards the direction of the visitor.
Meng Fansen ignored her words and moved forward step by step without any intention of stopping.
Zhang Xueqing, who didn't know why, looked at the man running towards her with confusion. Seeing that the man didn't stop, she couldn't help but take a step back. Meng Fansen took another step forward. She stepped back and he stepped forward. She looked puzzled and his eyes were filled with anger.
It wasn't until her back was pressed against the refrigerator and there was no way to retreat that Zhang Xueqing said angrily, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Where did you get the cash?"
Zhang Xueqing reacted to the out-of-the-blue words for a while before she understood, "Auntie told you, right? I didn't expect she could bring me so many things. I know the money is not enough. I will do it in the future." Find an opportunity to make up for it.”
After hearing her explanation, Meng Fansen became even more angry.
"I asked you where the cash came from."
According to his observation, this woman only had a phone with her, and sometimes she didn't even take it with her when she went out. How could she carry so much cash with her? Thinking of this possibility made her feel uncomfortable.
"Oh, um, he fell to the ground when I was in Zhao Kang. He brought it to me the day he left. I didn't dare to let my aunt see it."
In a calm and matter-of-fact tone, Meng Fansen took another step forward. Their bodies were close to each other. He gritted his back molars and said fiercely, "You asked him for money. Are you familiar with him?"
"We..." Zhang Xueqing finally realized that something was wrong with the man in front of her. Her voice was pitifully small. She stared at the angry eyes of the man in front of her, but she never dared to say the words in her throat.
Meng Fansen flipped through his mobile phone, called up his payment code, raised it in front of Zhang Xueqing, "Scan!"
Zhang Xueqing didn't dare to anger her, so she quickly grabbed the phone on the table to scan it, paid 2,000 yuan, and then stared blankly at the man in front of her.
After the money arrived, Meng Fansen took back his mobile phone, put it in his trouser pocket, and said in a deep voice, "Tell me if you are short of money in the future, you are not familiar with me! I will return his money to him."
After saying these words, he raised his long legs and strode away, leaving Zhang Xueqing with a puzzled expression.
Who is it? They were classmates, so why weren't they familiar with each other? Besides, she didn't take anyone's money in vain. She transferred the money to Zhao Kang via WeChat.
Meng Fansen is sick!
No, didn't she put in another 2,000 yuan? He co-wrote it just to get 2,000 yuan from her, a despicable man, and it wasn't for him.
Looking at the things in that place, forget it, for Aunt Lan's sake, I don't want to be as knowledgeable as him.
Meng Fansen, who left Zhang Xueqing's yard, called Zhao Kang directly. As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Kang's voice came slowly from the phone, "Brother Sen, you are a bit slow. I thought you would do it that day." Will you call me?"
Obviously the other party already knew the purpose of his visit. Meng Fansen held the phone tightly with one hand and said with a livid face, "I will transfer your money to Aunt Zhao for you. Stay away from her in the future, she can only be mine."
The man who said the cruel words felt a little relieved for a moment, but after a while he still felt panicked, so he turned around and instead of going back to the pig farm, he passed Zhang Xueqing's yard and went down the road.
"Is anyone home?" Meng Fansen stood in front of a courtyard and asked politely.
After a while, a woman came out. When she saw Meng Fansen, her first reaction was to turn around and go back to the house and close the door.
Meng Fansen narrowed his dangerous eyes, took a run, climbed over the low wall, went directly into the yard, and pulled the door. It was obviously locked inside.
The tip of his tongue touched his cheek, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he punched the glass of the door. The glass shattered and fell to the ground.
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
The woman in the room was shaking like a sieve. If Zhang Xueqing were here, she would suddenly recognize this person. It was Aunt Quan who broke the glass in her house and paid fifteen thousand yuan.
Aunt Quan controlled her trembling body. She did not dare to continue to act like a cat. This person was a madman. When he was crazy, he could do anything. She stood up slowly, opened the door with trembling hands full of calluses. .
"Don't hit me, don't hit me."
As soon as Aunt Quan opened the door, Meng Fansen's second punch came in front of her. She was so frightened that she quickly squatted on the ground holding her head.
Seeing the door open, Meng Fansen put down his fist and said straight to the point, "I'm just going to ask you a question, answer it truthfully, and I'll leave after you answer it."
Hearing this, Aunt Quan raised her head in disbelief, her eyes full of fear. When she went to the detention center to see her son, his son said that he was hurting everywhere, but there were no wounds. It was the man in front of her who had done it. , she didn’t dare to resist, so she could only nod obediently.
"Where did the money to compensate Zhang Xueqing come from?" He also did a lot of research during this period. It's not that the family's financial situation means they can't afford the money to compensate Zhang Xueqing, but because of their family's peeing habits, they can't afford it at all. If he won't obey, there must be something he doesn't know about.
His professional sense as a soldier for many years made him certain that this incident must have something to do with the time when Zhang Xueqing was assaulted.
