Yue Guanchao and the others walked into the courtyard. Under the dim light, the small courtyard was neatly tidied up. Tang Dayang scratched his head and quickly invited them into the main room. The furnishings here were quite simple, and the windows were clean. Everything showed that they were not thieves. The bad guy who stole the dog was an innocent family going through life.
After everyone sat down, Tang Dayang took out a box from the cabinet on the side. It was already filled with white flowers. Yue Guanchao took the box and counted it. In addition to the fifty yuan he and the Second Artillery Group had in it, there was also thirty yuan. , presumably a sum of money donated by Song Qianjin.
Song Siyuan saw that even the ocean she gave to these children had been put away, and explained: "Brother Tang, there are only thirty oceans lost by them. The rest of the money was originally the pocket money I gave to these children. You don't need to put it away." All the children’s money will be recovered.”
"Did you hear that, brother? Some of the money was originally obtained by begging. Why don't you return it quickly?"
Tang Daqin was wearing a hat. When he saw that the money he had begged with these young women was being asked back, his face was blue and red and he was very dissatisfied. Who would dare to treat her as the boss in the future.
Tang Dayang obviously didn't want to follow this girl's words, and snorted coldly: "Begging? You can still say these words, an innocent female student doesn't go to class, and runs around with these brats every day, it's better to be clean What a fool, if you don't go to school tomorrow, I'll give you a slap on my face."
Tang Daqin seemed to be really not interested in studying. He pulled off his hat and said angrily with a face like a tabby cat:
"You believe whatever the master says. What's the point of going to this school? You spend money every day and you still don't make any money. When your parents are gone, you said you would earn back the house. This Several years have passed, and our house has not even been bought back. Well, if we continue to go to school, we will have to wait until the year of the monkey to get the house back."
"Brother, why are you going to school? The tuition fee required by the master is not cheap. If you save this money, our family can get the house back early."
When she said this, tears were shining in her eyes. It seemed that she really felt sorry for her brother's difficulty in making money. Song Siyuan looked at the woman. Begging and stealing money did not necessarily mean that she was a bad student. Combined with the suffering of the people in the refugee areas. It was unfair. Not only was she not angry, but she was a little touched by what this little girl did.
"Tang Daqin, we can definitely take care of the affairs of our house. You are an innocent woman who is still young. You will be old if you waste it for a few more years. Besides, I let you go to school to change your life. I can't let you do it too. You'll have a car for your whole life. Mom and Dad will tell you when they're gone, and I can't spoil you no matter what."
Tang Dayang worked from dawn to dusk in order to support his family, and Tang Daqin begged and stole in order to save money to get back the house. Both brothers and sisters had good intentions, and he knew that the sister also had good intentions. No matter how iron-clad he was, his eyes were slightly red.
"Brother, it's obvious that money was stolen from us, why do I feel like we are the bad guys?"
Yue Erpao watched the brothers and sisters fighting in the ring, and he always felt strange in his heart. Yue Guanchao chewed his teeth and said: "It can only be said that the world is tough. If it weren't for the few masters in Xijing's palace, these people wouldn't be homeless. Ke Gui can only seek a living in this kind of refugee settlement."
Speaking of this, he remembered what Xu Xiake had said about the past in Xijing. He heard Tang Dayang mention that his eldest father and aunt were gone. He thought that his family was one of those persecuted by the government. This rickshaw driver worked so hard. In order to get back their ancestral home, there is more or less bitterness. This is where they feel the irony.
"Brother-in-law, do you still want this money?"
Xu Xiake took back his Guan Didu Wen, and finally started to do evil again. This question was obviously meant to kill someone.
"Do you want this or not?"
Yue Guanchao originally didn't expect to get it all back. His eyes looked at Song Siyuan. She pinched her chin and said, "How about you collect the money and return it to us? We only take thirty oceans." , how about treating the rest of the ocean as tuition for these children?"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Dayang hurriedly shied away: "That can't be done. We are poor but we can't be greedy. Every money we earn is solid. Our money doesn't belong to us in the first place. How can we accept it with such peace of mind?" Come on, take it back, take it all back, we have no merit and no reward, but we can’t afford to give you so much money.”
His words had been made very clear, and Tang Daqin could no longer object. Yue Guanchao had no choice but to take back these oceans. Tang Dayang finally regained his composure when he saw them taking back the oceans.
"It's getting late. Look, there are no cars on the road. I'll ask a few brothers to take you back. This can be regarded as an apology to you."
Tang Dayang didn't wait for their consent, walked out of the yard and shouted a few times. Then he remembered the creaking of the gate nearby, and when the rickshaw remembered the jingling of its bells, he returned to the main room: "Dear guests, it's so late today and there's nothing we can do anymore." I’ll arrange a banquet, so I’ll have to send you back first, and then I’ll visit you later.”
"It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk, we don't know each other without fighting, so thank you Brother Tang."
Yue Guanchao and the others came out of the yard and saw several rickshaws guarding them. Several people got into the carriages and let the rickshaw pullers pull them through the dirty snow and wet mud before taking them out of the refugee area and towards the inn.
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