Finally at the end of the month, Lao Wu went alone to the house of Wang Jiamu, the owner of a greenhouse vegetable business, to collect debts. There was no owner in the house. It was normal for Wang Jiamu, who often traveled on business, not to be at home, but Huang Huiyun was not at home either. There was only one person who claimed to be unfamiliar. The mother surnamed Gong told him the situation. The master was away from home these days because of something.
Lao Wu had no choice but to go back unhappy and tell his son the situation. Since he had a break in the trip, he said angrily, Congcong, I will look for him in two days. If there is still no one at their house, you can On the grounds that Boss Wang and his wife Huang Huiyun refused to pay their employees or evaded debts, they could write a complaint to the Yamen and let them face a lawsuit.
Dad, you went to collect the debt twice, making this a total of three times. If the wages have not been recovered, I will sue you again. If you go to collect the debt next time and get the money back, wouldn't you just forget it?
I don’t want to go back to collect debts and get upset.
The father and son were arguing about official matters. Suddenly, Mr. Gan who was busy at the door came into the room and said, Congcong, strange, there is a man with yellow hair on his hands and face looking for you.
When Wu Congcong heard this, he did not leave immediately. He looked at his father and said, "Oh, it's that yellow-haired man." What does he want from me? Lao Wu said, who knows? It's best to ignore this guy.
Wu Congcong wanted to go out to see him, but didn't want to go out to see him, he looked hesitant. Mrs. Gan said, if you don't see him, I will tell him to leave and say you are not at home.
Mom, wait. You ask what the yellow-haired man wants from me? If there's nothing important, especially trivial matters, just say I'm not at home. Wu Congcong kept his voice as low as possible to prevent the yellow-haired man outside the door from hearing him. Mrs. Gan nodded, walked out of the door, and said to the yellow-haired man who was still standing at the door, what do you want from Wu Congcong? Can you tell me? Besides, I'm not familiar with you either. What's your name?
Old man, if I can't explain it to you in one sentence, just tell your son that you can get good things from him. My name is Ma Huangmao. It’s not like he doesn’t know me. We met last time. As Ma Huangmao spoke, he deliberately patted the gauze belt around his waist, which made a metallic jingling sound. This is undoubtedly a hint to Gan, indicating that he is rich.
Just wait, I'll call Congcong to come out and see you right away.
After Gan went in, he called Wu Congcong out, and his father followed him out. Wu Congcong raised his face, squinted his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ma Huangmao smiled brightly and patted the belt with copper coins around his waist again and said, "Good thing!" Something good happens! I plan to fully pay your dad the 200 yuan spent on treatment for his sprained foot last time.
Wu Congcong looked at Ma Huangmao carefully, a little disbelieving, but looking at his attitude, it didn't look like he was telling lies. Old Wu looked at the gauze belt around his waist and said enthusiastically, Xiaoma, come in, come in, I offended you a lot last time.
where? I offended my senior. Ma Huangmao said as he walked in. The family treated him as a guest, asking him to sit down and making tea, which made him a little embarrassed.
Ma Huangmao touched the cassock with his hand, and the copper coins inside made a metallic jingling sound again. However, he did not immediately take out the 200 coins. Instead, he said to Lao Wu, Uncle Wu, why don't you give me your money this month? I'll give you the money you get from Huang Huiyun's greenhouse work in the vegetable field. Do the math, how much is it?
impossible? The wages should be paid by Huang Huiyun's family. If they don't pay, I have reason to argue with her family. Lao Wu said while looking at his son sitting aside.
The son blinked and said, just leave the money alone!
Ma Huangmao said, I have told Huang Huiyun that I will pay for Uncle Wu's work this month. In fact, Ma Huangmao was lying, but he spoke so sincerely that both Old Wu and his son believed it.
Old Wu was a little excited. When he saw Mrs. Gan bringing tea, he quickly said, "You can have tea!" And he went to pick up the cup of hot food brought by Mr. Gan, but he didn't hold it firmly and knocked the cup to the ground. It broke into two pieces with a "crack" and the tea splashed all over the floor.
Of course Ms. Gan was not happy, but she still put on a smile and said, "It doesn't matter, it's getting worse. I'll just go and sift another cup of tea."
I'm not thirsty, auntie, so you won't sift me. Ma Huangmao wiped his wrist. The tea that had just been splashed wet a bunch of yellow hair on his wrist. He looked at Lao Wu nonchalantly and repeated those words, "Calculate, how much money will it cost to work for Huang Huiyun's family this month?" ?
Lao Wu was really embarrassed to say that he had already calculated it with his thumb. Last month it was 200 coins. This month it was not full attendance, so at most it could only be calculated to 150 coins. He hesitated to speak.
Ma Huangmao said, this month depends on last month, how much was the salary last month?
Last month it was 200 coins. Lao Wu replied with a smile.
200 yuan is 200 yuan, including the treatment fee for your sprained foot. As Ma Huangmao spoke, he took out a large pile of 400 coins from his bag and put it on the table. He asked Old Wu to count the coins and make sure they were accurate.
Lao Wu happily rubbed a few handfuls of 400 coins with his hands, making the sound he loved most, which was also the sound of wealth. Then he turned his face, moved his eyes from the shiny copper coins to Ma Huangmao's smiling face, and said that you are such a good person.
Wu Congcong was thinking about a question, why is Ma Huangmao so good to us? Compared with Leng Ao's attitude last time, there was a huge difference.
Mrs. Gan was cleaning up the broken porcelain pieces of the tea cup on the floor. She also looked at this man with yellow hair from time to time, and wondered why he paid for others so generously, but she couldn't figure it out.
At this time, Ma Huangmao pulled Wu Congcong who was sitting like an acquaintance and asked, "Can I come to your wing to talk to you?" Wu Congcong waved his hand and said, "Go!" Lao Wu said, Congcong, Xiao Ma is so good to us. If he has something to do with you, please help as much as possible.
I know. Wu Congcong and Huang Mao went to the side room together and closed the door. They muttered something. Gan didn't care much, and neither did Old Wu. The couple only cared about how to manage the 400 copper coins they had received. Easy to use.
After a while, Ma Huangmao came out of the wing, and Wu Congcong followed behind and said, let me think about this matter, and I will find someone with you to make a reliable decision.
That's okay. I'll come back to you in ten days. Ma Huangmao turned back to look at Wu Congcong and said. Then he bowed his hands to Wu Congcong's parents one by one, and then walked out of the door and left. Lao Wu wanted to keep him for dinner, but he didn't because he was very grateful for the two sums of money that Wang Jiamu should have paid from Ma Huangmao. Mrs. Gan was also grateful to him and stopped working to give Ma Huangmao away. Huang Mao went out and said politely, "Next time you come, you must not leave hungry."
Mom, don't be so polite. When Wu Congcong saw Ma Huangmao walking away, he looked at his mother and said, "It's only good for us that people ask me to do things."
What do I need to do with you? Lao Wu grabbed Bai Bai, wanting to know what Ma Huangmao had just said to his son.
You don't want me to be a lawyer to help him with the lawsuit. Don't ask more about the specific situation, as it will be of no use. Wu Congcong sealed his words, then smiled strangely and said that Ma Huangmao had already given our family 400 coins, and he would give me 400 coins next time, otherwise I wouldn't work hard.
Old Wu was a little worried, so he wanted to ask his son what kind of lawsuit he could help him with, but his son wouldn't tell him, so he gave up. In fact, Wu Congcong had something in his mind. How could he tell the truth? In the wing room, Ma Huangmao asked him to do something, but he neither fully agreed nor refused completely.
Ma Huangmao almost bit Wu Congcong's ear and talked to him with airflow. He said that he asked Wu Congcong to help kill Wang Jiamu and was willing to pay Wu Congcong a reward of 400 coins. If there is no reward, obviously no one is willing to do it, especially Wu Congcong.
After hearing this, Wu Congcong thought of the black man in Jiangnan Town who once killed a cattle dealer from Jiangbei for 100 coins. No one knew about this murder.
Wu Congcong knew this because Heizi invited him to have a drink at the Baweixian Hotel in Jiangnan Town before asking him to file a lawsuit last time. He told him after eating too much wine.
Wu Congcong was able to hide his words in his profession as a litigator. He knew that trouble came from his mouth and was true, so he kept the matter out of his sight and ignored it, or pretended not to have heard it.
When Heizi asked him to file a lawsuit, Wu Congcong was still a little proud, mainly because he actually won the last lawsuit, which was not easy to win, just by filing a complaint with the Yamen.
