Chapter two hundred and seventy-four: gritted teeth
No matter how much money the second brother has, he deserves it!
If his father hadn't raised him, how could he be here?
Zhang Gugua was about to reply: Whoever borrowed it will return it.
When Old Mrs. Deng saw him like that, he continued stupidly: "Anyway, I don't have a penny at home, so I won't pay back this money. Here comes someone who is trying to be a swindler. My old lady is so old, how can she not do it? They
What can you really do to me?
You are different! You are a Tong Sheng master who lives in this town. How respectable are you? It’s okay if you don’t pay it back. When people come to ask, I will just tell them. This money is to buy a house for your son. Of course.
It's your turn, let them go after you!"
"If you are not afraid of being embarrassed by others coming to town to demand debts, why don't you pay them back? You should know the virtues of your cousins, you can figure it out for yourself!"
Zhang Gugua suddenly froze.
He really wanted to deny the money, but if his mother really risked it so much, looking at his mother's face now, she might really be able to do it.
His father is useless again, so he will definitely not be able to blame his mother.
He wasn't worried about the village chief, but those cousins in his uncle's family were indeed shameless scoundrels. They only had twenty taels of silver. If they came to Yunshan Alley and shouted like that, wouldn't the whole town know about them?
Can’t pay back the borrowed money?
After all, he is also a respectable person in the town. His son has made an engagement with the Ge family and is about to get married. He cannot afford to lose this reputation!
Whenever Zhang Gugua thinks about other people making fun of him, he feels uncomfortable all over.
He doesn't want to be embarrassed!
So, without saying anything, he angrily tossed his sleeves and left.
When I got home, I told Mrs. Feng that I wanted twenty-five taels of silver to pay off the debt.
Mrs. Feng saw someone go home. She didn’t take the money, so she still wanted to come back to ask for money. What kind of debt should she pay?
There was a fuss immediately.
Zhang Gugua didn't hide anything from her, and told everything that happened before and after returning home today.
When Mrs. Feng heard that her father-in-law was really paralyzed and couldn't speak, he was a cripple and useless, she couldn't help but muttered, subconsciously thinking that the family would not be able to rely on them in the future, and they could only rely on themselves.
Just don't get caught up in the family.
Hearing the reason for repaying the debt, I was even more stunned. How could that mother-in-law, who had never been able to make any decisions in front of her father-in-law and only listened to him, become so powerful all of a sudden?
Still calling her husband? Is this because she is possessed by evil spirits?
Her husband-in-law is her biological son, the eldest son!
You also talk about people being so worthless!
Feng didn't hesitate and almost concluded that old Deng was possessed by evil spirits. "If nothing happens in the future, let's not go back. In that house, one is paralyzed and the other is possessed and has a brain disease and will only scold you. We
What are you going back for? To scold you? No, don’t go back if you have nothing to do, and don’t go back even if something happens!”
Zhang Gugua also thought the same, and nodded quickly, and said: "But if we don't pay back this money, those shameless old men will come to our door, and we will be embarrassed here in Yunshan Lane! I am so shameless.
I can’t afford to throw it away.”
"There is also the village chief. Although he won't come to ask for it, the money will not be returned. Living in the same village, my mother can afford to be a swindler. My reputation is not good. When the time comes, Song'er will be the examiner and they will come to inspect.
Reputation is indispensable for walking around the village. This matter will be a stain when the time comes and it will not be good for Song'er."
Mrs. Feng listened and knew that this was true, but if she was asked to give out more than twenty taels of silver, it would be like digging into her flesh and it would hurt.
I can't help but complain that my hometown is useless, my father-in-law is useless, I would have been paralyzed if I had not been paralyzed, I would have been paralyzed at this time, and I don't want to pay back all the money and then become paralyzed, it is so easy to ask her to dig out the flesh!
They all decided not to ask for money from home in the future, but the family was really a nuisance and left them with twenty taels of trouble!
Ms. Feng didn't want to repay her, and she heard her husband talking about her mother-in-law's shameless behavior, so she was afraid that she really wouldn't care.
I was so angry that my teeth itched.
After thinking about it, she couldn't make sense, and she was angry. Mrs. Feng was happy to give out five taels, "For Song'er, let's return the money from the village chief. As for my uncle's house, they haven't said that they want to pay back the money."
What's the matter? Let's not be in a hurry. When Song'er gets married, we will all move to the county. They don't know where we live. Where have these mud-legged people been to the county? By then, if we can really find him, let's talk about it.
Bar!"
Twenty taels was too much anyway, and she was reluctant to take it!
Hearing this, Zhang Gugua thought this was a good idea, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's return it to the village chief first!"
He did what he said. Zhang Gugua took the time the next day and returned to the village with the money. He went directly to the village chief's house without entering the house, sat there for a while, returned the money, and gained a reputation for himself.
After leaving the village chief's house and passing through the door, he still didn't even glance at the gentle slope and walked straight away.
At that time, old Mrs. Deng was in the upper room and could see the movement down the gentle slope.
I couldn't help but run into the back room and report to Zhang Gugua in real time.
"Hi, my eldest son has returned to the village again, but he went directly to the village chief's house."
"Hey, eldest son, you just came out of the village chief's house. Hey, you just left without even looking at the house. You didn't even plan to enter the house!"
Yesterday, I didn't ask my eldest son to look into his eyes, understand his pain, and know the truth about his paralysis. Later, he heard the eldest son talking to this woman outside for so long.
At that moment, I scolded this woman in my heart for daring to look down on his son!
He wanted to comfort his good son who had been scolded for being good for nothing, but he waited and waited, but no one came in. He actually didn't even think of saying anything to his father until he left.
He thought that people were so angry that they forgot about it and didn't care about it.
But it’s true that I didn’t sleep well all night.
Now that Old Deng said this again, although Old Deng's tone was light, he didn't gloat or laugh at his misfortune or anything like that.
But Zhang Laodou was still so angry that he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Old Mrs. Deng looked at it and felt relieved for a moment, but couldn't help but sigh.
This person.
It really is.
People's hearts.
…
Now let’s go back to yesterday, when Zhang Gugua rolled up his sleeves and left without saying a word.
Old Mrs. Deng is not angry either, just let him go!
Anyway, this person loves face, so she doesn't have to worry about the debt.
The eldest son left, and in a blink of an eye he saw the third son still sitting here. Old Mrs. Deng glanced at him and said, "I just came back yesterday, and I'm back today. What's the matter? Are you coming back to ask for money?"
Zhang Digua still hasn't come back to his senses after seeing old Mr. Deng slapping Zhang Gugua with spittle and scolding him.
Seeing his mother looking over, she swallowed subconsciously.
He was also afraid that his mother would scold him like this.
Well, I'm really scared.
His brain twitched, and he said: "No, no, no, I came back to give money to my mother."
Old Mrs. Deng raised his eyebrows, "Really? Are you willing to honor me?"
Zhang Digua nodded, "It's right for a son to honor his mother! It's right!"
"What a good son." Old Mrs. Deng smiled, spread his hands, and said, "Bring it here."
Zhang Digua was shocked, and then he came back to his senses and realized what he had said, "Give me some money, it's so heartbreaking!"
But being looked at like this, he still put his hand into the money bag, his heart bleeding with pain, and finally took out a few taels of silver and put it into old Deng's hand with great reluctance.
"The shop is in a downturn right now, and my son has to squeeze out this little money after squeezing. Mom will take it and use it for the New Year."
Well, I blocked up my words, lest my mother would say filial piety during the New Year.