Don’t say anything else.
Just the old 60.
He can't afford it.
Doubts arose in my heart.
What kind of great god is he?
To be able to hire such a big killer.
The arrogance and arrogance that he had just brought his little brother to make trouble were completely gone.
It's the security department again.
Another light and heavy firepower configuration.
What's more, I just saw Liu Jianguo in military uniform.
Within the jurisdiction of Red Star.
Who doesn't know that the cold-faced Yan Luo Liu Jianguo is a selfless person.
Such a person was chatting and laughing with the mature-looking man, and vaguely heard the titles of brother and brother-in-law.
Damn it.
How can this be played?
The leading brother ran away with his men in despair.
…
Siheyuan.
"His third uncle, my old lady really has no choice. We are all neighbors in the same compound. Please help my old lady. It's not that my old lady doesn't want to leave, but that I left. What will happen if Banggeng comes back? We can't let Banggeng Just follow my old lady back to my hometown in the countryside to farm."
Before Yan Fugui could say anything, Mrs. Jia Zhang began to cry and vomit her bitterness. Her tears were like river water, flowing out regardless of the situation.
She just went for a walk around the streets.
Asked about the relevant policies.
It can be regarded as a way out for myself.
If the Jia family's house is bought, the Jia family will have to find a place to live.
But I learned from Director Wang that there was no answer for renting a house.
Facing Jia Zhang, Director Wang clearly told her that unless she found a way to raise money to buy the Jia family's current house, she would have to return to her hometown in the countryside.
Anxious.
no solution anymore.
Mrs. Jia Zhang set her sights on Yan Fugui.
After all, Yan Fugui is the only steward in the courtyard.
She is indeed Qin Huairu’s mother-in-law.
I don’t know whether Qin Huairu learned it from her, or whether Jia Zhang learned it from Qin Huairu.
Chatted a few words.
Jia Zhang started to cry.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, stop crying. Let's talk about it slowly. Even if you cry all day long, the matter won't be solved. I also know your family's situation. The only way out is for you to find a way to raise money."
Yan Fugui was also confused by Jia Zhang's crying method.
The Jia Zhang family who is not playful enough.
He even pretends to be pitiful.
As the third uncle in charge of the courtyard, he naturally knows what situation the Jia family is facing now.
Except money.
There is nothing else to do.
The problem is that Mrs. Jia and Zhang came to Yan Fugui over money issues and went to the doctor for a sudden illness.
Who is Yan Fugui?
Lao Kou, a famous schemer in the courtyard.
You have a son who is married and living at home and still has to collect rent. How dare you borrow money from Yan Fugui. Moreover, Jia Zhang did not say how much interest he would pay or when he would return it.
Qin Huairu's salary was reduced.
Jia Zhang is also a master who loves to eat and is lazy in cooking.
Lending this money to the Jia family is no less than beating a dog with a meat bun.
Simply tell Jia Zhang directly, I won't help you, you can figure it out yourself.
Mrs. Jia Zhang stared blankly at Yan Fugui who was speaking, with an unbelievable expression on her face.
Are you still our steward?
Find ways to raise money.
The tone is such an understatement!
If I could borrow money, why would I ask you, Yan Fugui?
You are still human.
suddenly.
An idea that had never occurred to Jia Zhang came to mind.
They are in a group.
Whether it was Yan Fugui in front of him, the neighbors in the courtyard watching the excitement not far away, or Silly Zhu who clearly had no contact with the Jia family, these people were all wearing a pair of trousers.
I am isolated!
I was isolated by these beasts in the courtyard!
A monster called Weakness climbed onto Jia Zhang's body, making Jia Zhang's limbs numb and unable to lift any strength.
Look around.
The entire courtyard is his enemy. Even Banggan and Xiaodang, who were brought up by Jia Zhang, regard Jia Zhang as their enemies. One resents Jia Zhang for not taking him back, and the other simply married to the countryside.
She is their grandmother!
Bitterness appeared on Jia Zhang's cheeks.
He also laughed at Liu Haizhong, saying that Liu Haizhong and his wife gave birth to three beastly sons, and they didn't care about Liu Haizhong's life or death.
Now it seems that his situation is comparable to Liu Haizhong's.
There is a gap between her daughter-in-law and her.
His grandson resented him.
His granddaughter was angry with him.
On the contrary, Huaihua, who has no blood relationship with Jia Zhang, treats Jia Zhang well.
even so.
Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't think about Huaihua either. The person she was worried about was still Banggan.
In order to give Banggeng a place to live when he came back, Quan Dangdang didn't understand the rejection in Yan Fugui's words, and once again asked Yan Fugui to borrow money.
"His third uncle, what do you mean by my old lady, can you lend me a few hundred dollars so that my old lady can keep our Jia family's old house? My old lady promises that I will pay you back as soon as I have the money. If I die, , and Huairu, Huairu is dead, and Banggan and Xiaodang."
Yan Fugui stared blankly at Jia Zhang who still opened her mouth to borrow money from him even though she knew she would be rejected.
Good guy.
Yan Fugui called out several good guys in his heart.
I'll lend you a few hundred yuan. If I die, Qin Huairu will continue to pay it back. After Qin Huairu dies, Banggan and Xiaodang will continue to pay it back.
Dog day.
This is obviously going to be a continuous debt.
I have a few hundred yuan. Wouldn’t it be better if I bought your Jia family’s house by myself?
I'll lend you money.
I'm sick.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, I don't have money to lend you. Instead of wasting your time here, you might as well find someone else. Maybe someone else can help you, but I can't help you."
"Neighbors, tell me, when did the feng shui of our courtyard get bad, and why did a shameless person like Jia Zhang appear?"
"That's absolutely true. Jia Zhang's shameless virtues are even more powerful than that of Qin Huairu. It really fulfills the old saying, it's not like one family doesn't belong to the same family."
"Bangge deserves to marry a widow, Xiaodang deserves to marry a father who is more than ten years older than her, and the market is ruined by Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu."
Listening to the people around her talking about herself, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt distressed and angry.
Damn Yan Fugui!
It's all your fault, you bastard.
If you have money, why don't you help me? What's wrong with my old lady?
Can you help me, can the old lady die, or what can happen to her?
You are so rich, why don't you lend me a few hundred dollars?
My wife didn’t even say she wouldn’t pay it back.
If I, Mrs. Jia Zhang, had other options, I would have to borrow money from you, Yan Fugui, crying out for poverty and pretending to be pitiful.
All the mistakes I made were not my fault, Jia Zhang's, but yours, Yan Fugui's.
Standing in front of Yan Fugui, Jia Zhang kept complaining about Yan Fugui in her heart.
The expression on his face was very ferocious, as if Yan Fugui had made the biggest mistake in the world by not lending money to Jia Zhang.
"Yan Fugui, what's wrong with you lending me a few hundred yuan? You have money, why don't you lend me money?"
(End of chapter)
