Chapter 5 Qin Huairu, do you want to pay back the money?
In the early morning, the morning sun hangs low above the rows of towers.
A faint golden light spread across the capital, coating everything with a light golden color.
It was cold, so Li Weidong took out a bald felt hat from the cabinet and put it on his head, opened the door and walked out.
Although he has inherited the memory of the original owner, Li Weidong is still curious about the world in a strange era.
The courtyard is paved with blue bricks, and there are antique blue brick and tile houses on three sides.
There are two rooms side by side, a total of six rooms, forming a zigzag layout.
Together with the houses at the back, they form a front yard, a middle yard, a back yard, and an inverted courtyard, forming a four-in-one courtyard.
There is a brick pool in the middle of the courtyard.
There is a gray-white faucet in the sink.
A group of young wives gathered around the faucet to wash clothes.
I rolled up the sleeves of my cotton-padded jacket, my little hands were red from the cold, and I looked like I was working very hard.
However, there is nothing we can do.
The factory only issues two sets of winter clothes every year.
In winter, the sun is short and the weather is cold.
If you cannot wash it out early and hang it on a wire rope to dry, it may delay wearing it.
When one of the young wives saw Li Weidong approaching, her eyes lit up, she shook off the water drops on her hands, stood up and went to greet him.
The younger daughter-in-law is wearing a blue and black overalls.
She is dark and straight, with a plump figure, and the characteristic charm of a mature woman between her eyebrows.
Although he is nearly 30 years old, he is big where he should be and bulging where he should be.
Especially the tight peach, as the legs sway, the left hip goes down, the right hip goes up; the right hip goes down, the left hip goes up; so on, over and over, endlessly. Such a simple and primitive action can make men endure
I can't help but feel itchy in my heart.
Most men will make a slight movement as a sign of respect.
Li Weidong recognized her at a glance and she was Qin Huairu.
The ultimate tea sommelier who can suck the courtyard all over with his mouth.
Of the more than 100 yuan my predecessor borrowed from Yi Zhonghai, at least five yuan was borrowed by her.
Of course, for Qin Huairu, borrowing is equivalent to taking, and he will not return it.
When Li Weidong saw Qin Huairu running over with joy on her face, he naturally understood her plan.
This is another time to borrow money.
In the courtyard, Qin Huairu had two people who often gathered wool.
Formerly Li Weidong and Shazhu.
Silly Zhu was willing to be raped because he was greedy for other people's bodies.
The predecessor Li Weidong was purely because he was honest and thin-faced. Qin Huairu said a few miserable words and he softened his heart.
The two of them were almost beaten to death.
The current Li Weidong is not his predecessor, so naturally he cannot let Qin Huairu get his wish.
Seeing Qin Huairu's red lips ready to bloom like flowers, she said first, "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, what do you want me to say? I was just about to ask you for money, and you took the initiative to pay me back."
"Pay back the money?" Qin Huairu was stunned, her eyes widened.
It is impossible to pay back the money, and it is impossible to pay back the money in this life.
She's here to borrow money...
"No, no, I..." Qin Huairu subconsciously wanted to deny it.
Li Weidong stared at the group of young wives rubbing their clothes in their hands, but their eyes kept peeking this way.
Also, a young widow and an unmarried man.
When two people stand together, it's inevitable that people can't help but wonder.
With a thought in his heart, he once again got in front of Qin Huairu and said: "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, you are still more enlightened. You know that I owe the first man money, and I was worried about how to pay him back. So I stopped me from paying back the money early in the morning."
I didn't say I wanted to pay back the money... Qin Huairu was about to deny it when he caught a glimpse of the group of young wives staring at them with strange expressions.
It was obvious that the little wives had heard what Li Weidong just said.
These little wives are the meat speakers of the courtyard.
If she doesn't pay back the money, the daughters-in-law will definitely complain everywhere: "Qin Huairu owes Li Weidong money. Li Weidong now owes the first uncle money, and she doesn't pay it back. She is so heartless."
Once Qin Huairu's reputation is ruined, it will be difficult for Qin Huairu to pretend to be pitiful and borrow money in the courtyard.
"Um, um, I'm here to pay you back." Qin Huairu's face was pale, she smiled awkwardly, wiped her hands on her clothes, and took out a bunch of banknotes from her pants pocket.
After counting it once, he took out half of it and handed it over.
"Brother Weidong, this is the 5 yuan I borrowed from you last time, and I will give it back to you now!"
Qin Huairu deliberately increased the volume so that the young wives next to her could hear clearly.
Did you see that? I, Qin Huairu, am a person who knows how to pay back money.
He reluctantly looked away from the banknotes, muttering in his heart.
This Li Weidong seems to have changed.
Instead of borrowing money, I lost a lot of money.
Hiss, it really hurts!
Li Weidong took the banknotes and counted them briefly, put them into his cotton-padded jacket pocket, and called out to Qin Huairu who was walking back in despair.
"Sister-in-law of the Jia family, Brother Xudong vomited blood in the middle of the night and was sent to the hospital the year before last. You didn't bring any money at that time. It was me and Silly Zhu who advanced the money. I remember clearly that I helped you advance one yuan and thirty cents."
Qin Huairu was stunned.
In the dead of winter, dense beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.
How could Li Weidong still remember things that happened more than two years ago so clearly?
She subconsciously wanted to pretend to be pitiful and delay it for a few days.
I heard Li Weidong say loudly: "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, if I had lent you this money before, I would not be in a hurry to ask for it. But now I have to pay back the money..."
"That, this..."
Qin Huairu's big eyes rolled around, thinking about how to default on the bill.
I have to say that Li Weidong's reputation in the courtyard is really good.
The Liu family's daughter-in-law put the wet cotton-padded jacket in the basin, wiped the sweat from her temples with her hands, and whispered: "Li Weidong is in trouble now, and Qin Huairu still doesn't pay back the money. It's really inappropriate."
The Zhang family's aunt also said: "That's right, we used to think that the Jia family was pitiful and Qin Huairu was a nice person, so we lent her money. Unexpectedly, Qin Huairu defaulted on the loan. Who would dare to lend her money in the future?"
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No matter what era you are in, old people are not popular.
When Qin Huairu heard the discussion, her heart trembled, and she realized that if she didn't pay back the money this time, it would be difficult to borrow money in the future.
"You wait for me, sister, I will get it for you when I get home."
Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and walked slowly towards Jia's house. Halfway there, her eyes lit up and she stopped.
"He Yuzhu, come here, I have something to do with you."
"Sister Xiao Qin, what's the matter?"
An anxious-looking middle-aged man wearing a brown-green cotton-padded jacket happened to open the door and come out. Hearing the greeting, he ran over happily.
The two of them murmured, and Qin Huairu glanced towards Li Weidong from time to time.
It seems that he is trying to find Silu Zhu to intercede.
My predecessor and Silly Zhu were both from the exploited class and had always had a good relationship.
Li Weidong was not in a hurry. He put his hands in his sleeves and squatted on the ground to wait.
Anyway, he was going to settle the money today.
Paying back debts is a matter of course.
Even if the King of Heaven came, I would not dare to say the word 'no'.
