"You said you lost your money, so let me ask you, where did you put your money?"
Faced with Yan Fugui's question.
Jia Zhang's expression changed.
Nowadays ten yuan is considered a huge amount of money.
You are wandering on the street with more than a thousand yuan in your pocket.
It doesn’t make sense.
The logic is wrong.
"Fifteen hundred yuan. According to the whole theory, that's one hundred and fifty."
Yan Fugui gestured with his hand to indicate the approximate thickness of one hundred and fifty banknotes.
"It's almost so thick that it can't fit in one pocket. I, Yan Fugui, have lived for so many years and I have never seen anyone walking on the street with two pockets of money."
"Just because you haven't seen her, it doesn't mean you haven't seen her before. Who said my old lady can't walk around on the street with fifteen hundred yuan in her pocket? What kind of rules are they?"
Jia Zhang raised her voice.
She wanted to use this method to show that she told the truth.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, where did you put the money?" Yan Fugui looked at Jia Zhang, "There are no pockets on the jacket and no pockets on the pants. Don't tell me that you have the money in your hands."
Jia Zhang didn't know it was a trick.
Told the truth.
"I sewed the money on my pants."
Qin Huairu's eyes lit up.
No wonder she searched all over the house and couldn't find where the money was hidden.
Together with Jia Zhang, she moved her position and sewed the money on her underwear.
No wonder Mrs. Jia Zhang moved into the backyard and never took off her long johns when she went to bed at night. She kept her pants closed and had 1,500 yuan on them.
Get this money in hand.
I'd better think of another way.
At the very least, Jia Zhang shouldn’t be allowed to know.
"Are you sure the money is sewn on the top of your pants?"
"Can this be false?"
"Where was the money lost? On the road?"
Yan Fugui used a trick.
Two words on the road behind.
With a hint of temptation.
Jia Zhang must have said it smoothly because she blurted out following Yan Fugui's words.
"Yes, yes, it's on the road. When my wife touched it at noon, it was still there. When she came back in the evening, she found it was missing. She must have lost it on the road."
"That's strange. The money was sewn on the top of your pants. How did you lose it? Your Jia Zhang's pants don't have any holes."
Jia Zhang's face turned pale.
Just about to defend.
Then I heard Yan Fugui say again: "Just now you kept saying that the money was defrauded, but now you are saying that the money was lost. You are wrong. It's too late for you to tell the truth now."
This is not what Yan Fugui meant alone.
The neighbors in the courtyard.
Everyone knows who Jia Zhang is.
They all thought so and thought that Jia and Zhang were playing tricks on themselves.
The money was not lost at all. The reason why it was said that it was lost was because Jia and Zhang wanted to keep the money for themselves. Everyone knew that Sophora japonica was surnamed Yi, but it was raised in a family named Jia. Jia and Zhang had said more than once that they would send Sophora japonica away. if.
There is a motive.
There is a reason.
Naturally, the neighbors were also suspicious.
Let’s change it to the past.
Whether the money is lost or not has nothing to do with them. They really don’t want to talk to the Jia family except for watching the show. If the money is there, the Jia and Zhang family will not give them a dime. If the money is lost, the money will not fall into their hands. superior.
Fortunately, the neighbors in the courtyard are now members of the Sophora japonica support group.
On the one hand, it is the task assigned to them by the street, and on the other hand, it is to gain a good reputation for taking care of orphans.
below both.
I thought that Jia Zhang's behavior of pretending to lose money had poked their hearts and treated them as fools.
Angry.
Following Yan Fugui's wishes, they all accused Jia and Zhang.
"Aunt Jia, before this matter gets into trouble in the streets, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise it won't be as good as your Aunt Jia. If you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about Bang Gang. You can't help but let Bang Gang Geng will get married and take a wife in the future."
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Speaker.
It's Xu Damao.
He was not thinking about Jia Zhang.
When has Turtle Sun done anything to benefit others?
That said, it is based on the principle that things must make a big fuss, and it is really fanning the wind and igniting the fire.
Outsiders might think that Jia Zhang was acting out the money-losing trick for everyone to see, but Xu Damao didn't think so. In the past few days after Jia Zhang was deceived, he went to the master every day to perform the so-called money substitute method. Xu Damao accidentally hit him. They bumped into each other several times by mistake. He saw Jia Zhang, but Jia Zhang didn't see him.
Today at noon, when I was riding by that place, I found someone blocking the door and making trouble. By analyzing Jia Zhang's behavior here every day, I came to a conclusion.
That means Jia Zhang was deceived.
I feel so happy.
No more fifteen hundred dollars.
The Jia family will be the most miserable family in the courtyard.
Such a big drama.
Xu Damao must watch it.
If it hadn't happened suddenly, he would have dragged Silly Zhu to watch it together.
He looked at everyone.
Silly Zhu was not found, and Yu Li was not there either.
He opened his mouth and shouted at Jia Zhangshi again.
Sha Zhu's family is not around. As Sha Zhu's friend, Xu Damao wants to scold Jia Zhang for Sha Zhu.
"Aunt Jia, the money is not your Jia family's money. It is the alimony given by Yi Zhonghai to Huaihua. You are such a grown-up and want Huaihua's alimony. What do you want to do? Are you not afraid that Yi Zhonghai will come back at night? Do I want to settle the score with you?"
"How long have you been thinking of good things? Do you really think that all the neighbors are fools? Sometimes the money is lost, and sometimes the money is defrauded. The second uncle is right, no matter how stupid a person is, he will not carry fifteen hundred The money was stolen on the street, fifteen hundred yuan, enough to feed our family for ten years."
That's a polite way of putting it.
A blunt statement.
I scolded my mother directly.
"Mr. Jia Zhang, you are a headless old thing who is just looking for goods. Having you in the courtyard really ruins the feng shui. Go and ask around and find out what the reputation of your Jia family is. It is stinker than hers." Worse than anything else.”
"Even if you break the pot, you can't take money from Sophora japonica. Sophora japonica is only two years old and doesn't know anything. Can you please give me some face? You're robbing a two-year-old child of food. Bah."
The voice greeting eight generations of ancestors.
The situation in the hospital became inexplicably strange.
Especially Jia Zhang.
I cried secretly in my heart.
He was clearly telling the truth, so why were the neighbors so unconvinced?
The money was really scammed.
If not for being cheated.
Why do I have to work so hard to explain to you.
The starting point of Jia Zhang's explanation was to express to the neighbors that the Jia family was really in trouble, and to borrow some money from the neighbors.
Because the Jia family is completely in trouble, Qin Huairu is still resting at home because of the pillar collision incident. She can only get half of her salary. If she doesn't work, there will be no performance bonus or performance salary.
Originally, she was counting on two thousand yuan as the bottom line, but the aunt took away five hundred yuan, and the remaining one thousand and fifteen yuan was deceived.
One can imagine the depression in my heart.
What made Jia Zhang even more speechless.
No one in the neighborhood believed the truth she told, and all the seven- and eight-year-old children looked at her with doubts.
My old lady is telling the truth.
You have to believe me.
