The door of Lao Zhu's house was closed from the inside, blocking the eyes of curious neighbors. Only sporadic sounds came, which were vague and unclear.
In the courtyard, the atmosphere became even more tense.
After being questioned by everyone, Uncle Zhu finally revealed the whole truth.
"Dad, my son is helpless. He only has a small amount of money in his hand to buy wine and gifts for his friends and mentors, so he has to borrow usury. As for why it is helpless to fill in the name of his second brother, because his son still needs to take the imperial examination.
If my name is on this IOU, it will be a stain on my son's imperial examination. Who will come to vouch for my son? Even if my son succeeds in the scholar examination and is elected, with this stain, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to even be an official. Son, son
, all this is helpless."
Uncle Zhu Shouren knelt on the ground, hugged his grandfather's thigh, and cried.
The uncle's words clearly revealed himself and shaped him into a Gou Jian who endured humiliation and shouldered heavy burdens for the sake of family rejuvenation!
"You still have the nerve to say that!" Grandfather was so angry that he trembled all over and slapped the uncle hard on the face. "The whole family tightened their belts to support you in studying. What kind of evil thing have you done!"
Uncle Zhu Shouren did not hide, but slapped his grandfather forcefully, and his face was distorted.
"Dad, my son is doing it for the family!" Uncle Zhu Shouren cried again after receiving the slap, "My son is also doing it to revitalize the family. Dad, my son has learned the secrets from that master. My son cannot leave a stain.
Ah, daddy!"
The grandfather looked at his eldest son kneeling at his feet, his second son lying on a stretcher with a bloody leg, his two grandsons with angry faces, and his second daughter-in-law who wanted to scratch his eldest son into potato shreds. He just felt
There were waves of weakness in my heart.
"Hey, this is a future scholar and a future scholar. It's great to congratulate Uncle Zhu that he has a son... The prosperity of your old Zhu family is not far away." The fat man smiled softly.
Looking at this farce with a smile, he said with all his heart, "However, you are the King of Heaven, and repaying debts is a matter of course."
Speaking of this, the fat man's face dropped, his eyes revealed a fierce look, and he spoke in a subtle way, "I don't care what your family does, the money you owe me cannot be less than a penny. The money you owe me now is still 15 taels of silver. If I pay it back three days later,
It will be 16 taels of silver if you come back to collect it. It will not be my men who come here by then. If they don’t know how to deal with it and let your future scholar get away with it, then don’t blame me."
After saying that, the fat man waited with a gloomy face for Lao Zhu's reply.
15 taels of silver, how can the family have so much money now? Grandfather closed his eyes, feeling exhausted mentally and physically. After thinking for a long time, he walked to Fatty Hengrou and cupped his hands and said, "The family is unfortunate, let the little brother see the joke, pay back the debt, Zhu
I know that. I really can’t raise 15 taels of silver today. Let’s not mention the 16 taels in three days. Please come back tomorrow afternoon. We’ve prepared 15 taels of silver. Do you think so.”
Fatty Hengrou grinned, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay, I'm not a hard-to-talk person. After all, we might still do business in the future. Okay, I'll bring someone over to collect the money tomorrow afternoon.
. But let’s be honest, it’s easier to negotiate if you have money, but if you don’t have money, these insignificant brothers will have a bad temper.”
"Let's go!" Fatty Hengrou said these words and led his younger brother out to leave.
At this moment, a young but firm voice stopped him.
"stop!"
Everyone was in shock. When they heard Zhu Ping'an's voice, everyone was frightened. "Little ancestor, why did you stop him? Send this plague god away quickly."
Fatty Hengrou was also shocked. What happened? He was going to regret it. It doesn’t take a little kid to say it!
"What?" Fatty Hengrou stopped, turned around and asked with a gloomy face.
Zhu Ping'an raised his head without any fear, looked at Fatty Hengrou for a moment, and said loudly with red eyes:
"You injured my father and wanted to leave without saying a word! Now you know that my uncle is the real borrower, but you injured my father!"
"It is natural to repay debts. Even though I am young, I have heard that blood debts must be repaid with blood! It is your fault that you made the wrong borrower, and it is also your fault that you accidentally injured my father!"
"You hurt my father and you want to leave like this?"
Hearing the questions from a little brat like Zhu Pingan, Hengrou Fatty couldn't help but said sullenly, "Why, do you still want to pay with blood?"
"Pooh!"
"Little pig!"
The family is very worried.
"I can't beat you now, so I'll let you pay with blood. But you have to give us an explanation. If you were injured for no reason, can you just let it go?" Zhu Ping'an struggled, and said
The fat men looked at each other.
Zhu Pingchuan also stood up, stood next to Zhu Pingan, and looked directly at Fatty Hengrou with the same eyes.
The fat man Hengrou was stunned for a long time. He thought about what the storyteller often said: Don't bully young people into poverty. Then he looked at the eyes of Zhu Ping'an and the boy next to him. He muttered something unlucky, and then took out a handbag from his arms.
Hang the money and throw it to the ground.
Just throw it to the ground.
Zhu Ping'an did not force the fat man to pick up the money and hand it to him like the protagonists in some novels. He was joking, what kind of scene is this, and who does he mean? It would be nice to have this money as compensation.
.If you force the fat man to pick up money again, come on, you are looking for shit!
A man's blood is indispensable, but he also understands that he who knows the current affairs is a hero.
Fatty Hengrou left, but the loan sharking matter was still unresolved.
The eldest uncle used Zhu's father's name to borrow money, which caused Zhu's father to be beaten. The family also needs to give an explanation for this matter.
Mrs. Chen led her two sons and stood there, looking at their grandparents.
"Dad, my son will have to take the exam in a short while. He can't leave a stain on him! My son is also helpless. He also does it for the family." The eldest uncle hugged his grandfather's thigh and cried and shouted.
"Stop crying." Grandfather patted his uncle on the shoulder and sighed.
The uncle immediately stopped crying and started sobbing, which made Zhu Pingan despise him. It was too despicable to use this method.
The afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth and stained the ground. The door of the Zhu family opened again! Zhu Pingan's family walked out, each carrying large and small bags on their shoulders. Mother Chen and eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan carried a stretcher.
The man on the stretcher who was bleeding even without crying looked at the Zhu family courtyard with tears streaming down his face.
Learning is valuable than anything else!
It was also at this time that Zhu Pingan truly understood this sentence!
"Yi'er, daddy is sorry for you!"
No matter how apologetic my grandfather was, no matter how many tears he shed, he could not hide the fact that in order to preserve his uncle's reputation, for his uncle's imperial examination, for... Zhu Ping'an's family was separated! Or expelled.
The family is gone! Father Zhu still has to bear the reputation of being a loan shark!
Two acres of paddy fields, five acres of dry fields, a few bags of grain, incomplete pots and pans, and a thatched house at the east end of the village that didn't even have a courtyard wall.
In the morning he was a farmhouse man, and in the evening he ascended to the Emperor's Hall.
There is no such thing as a general, a man should strengthen himself!
Looking at the Zhu family courtyard, Zhu Ping'an muttered silently, and then murmured to himself in a low voice, "Let the poor family rise."
(This is the last plot. After writing this plot, the protagonist will grow up)