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Chapter 13 Persecution

"Tang Qing, you little woman, when will you pay me back the two thousand yuan your family owes me? It's been almost two years. Do you want to default on the debt?"

"Tang Qing, it's been almost two years since your family owed me a thousand yuan. When will you pay me back? I'm waiting for the money for urgent needs."

"Tang Qing, when your father-in-law lent me 10,000 yuan when he was still alive, will you pay me back? If you really can't afford it, then use your corn field to pay off the debt."

"Tang Qing, you are a little widow with a daughter and a fool, why not go out and find a man to marry. In this way, you don't have to pay me back the five thousand yuan, just transfer the corn land to me."

"That's right, Tang Qing is a white tiger star, and she can't control her parents-in-law. If she stays in our village, our village will be in bad luck sooner or later. It's better to let her leave our village as soon as possible."

"Yes, let her leave our village. With such a White Tiger Star, we will not be at peace."



At this moment, in front of Tang Qing's house, there was a large group of men and women, all villagers from the village, asking Tang Qing for debts.

It turned out that when Tang Qing's husband and parents-in-law were still alive, her father-in-law Lin Jiayi was an upright and sincere person, generous with money, and was also a good hunter. He often brought back various game from the mountains and distributed it to the villagers.

Therefore, he is deeply loved and respected by the villagers.

Later, when Lin Feng was in college and her brain was broken, a series of expenses such as going to the city hospital for treatment, Lin Hua getting a wife, etc. were all borrowed from her father-in-law Lin Jiayi from acquaintances or friends.

The money borrowed will naturally have to be repaid.

However, due to Lin Jiayi's reputation, no one urged them to pay back the money as soon as possible.

Later, three people in the Lin family died within a year. The villagers saw that Tang Qing had to take care of her daughter and a stupid uncle. Life was very difficult, so they did not force her to pay back the money.

I just kept those IOUs.

As for Tang Qing, she also remembered the amount owed to each creditor one by one, thinking of relying on her own hard work to farm and pay off these foreign debts as soon as possible.

But she is a weak woman and a drag on the family. No matter how hard she works, she can only make ends meet, and there is no money left to pay off her debts.

The debt of tens of thousands of dollars was like a mountain, weighing her down so much that she could hardly breathe.

She didn't say a word, still wanting to rely on herself and work hard to make money to pay off her debts.

And Lin Feng's illness got better, which gave her hope in life.

She believed that when the ten acres of corn harvested, she could pay off part of the urgent debt.

Unexpectedly, at dawn today, all these creditors came to her from home to ask for money. Moreover, Lin Feng was nowhere to be found. This made Tang Qing wipe her eyes with worry, not knowing what to do.

Lin Baoer in his arms had never seen such a battle before, and he was so frightened that he cried.

"Aunts, don't worry. The money my family owes you will definitely be paid back to you. When my Bao Miqiu collects the money from the sale, I will be the first to pay it back to you, okay?"

Tang Qing begged the first few village women while wiping her tears.

But these village women each had their hands folded across their chests, their faces full of indifference.

Some even showed extremely disgusted looks.

Tang Qing had no choice but to look at an old man who was smoking a dry cigarette and pleaded:

"Uncle Li, you used to be good friends with my father-in-law. Please help me persuade them. I'm really not deadbeat, but I really don't have the money to pay you back now. But I will definitely pay you back if I have money in the future."

The old man named Uncle Li didn't even look at Tang Qing, but turned around to smoke his old cigarette pot.

Tang Qing's heart sank, and she continued to look at a middle-aged woman with a kind-hearted appearance, and begged: "Aunt Zhang, you and my mother-in-law used to be like sisters, now please help me to persuade everyone.

, I will definitely repay the money I owe them. I will definitely work hard to make money to repay the money."

Unexpectedly, this Aunt Zhang directly spat: "I say Tang Qing, don't use the past as an excuse. The past was before and the present is now. It is natural to kill people to pay for their lives and debts to pay for their money. We are not a wealthy family.

We all have to dig food in the fields, and no money is easy to come by. And if your family doesn’t pay back the money every day, how can you do it? Even if you can’t afford it, you have to think of other ways. You can’t grow old.

There’s no money to live on.”

"It's just that I don't have the money to pay back, so I don't know how to think of other ways. It doesn't matter if I sit around all day without paying back the money."

"Humph, when her father-in-law borrowed the money, he made a straightforward promise and said he would pay back the money in two or three months. Who knows, after waiting for two years, there is still no money to pay back."

"Hey, this money, not to mention the interest, but to return the principal to us, would be nice."

Several village women started talking again and again.

It seems like they won’t give up until they pay back the money.

Tang Qing became even more anxious, looking longingly at Wu Xiaojiang who had been staring at her, and said sadly: "Brother Wu, weren't you and Lin Hua good friends before? You are here to ask for the account too. Please help me."

Let me advise everyone, I will really pay them back. As long as I don’t die, the money will definitely be paid back.”

In the past, before Lin Hua died, Wu Xiaojiang would come to their house to play every day, and she would entertain him with lots of smoke and wine.

I thought that no matter how good Wu Xiaojiang was, he would still be a bit mean and intercede for her.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaojiang shook his head, forced a smile, and said: "Well, Tang Qing, I can't help it. In fact, everyone is not forcing you, but you have owed money for so long that you are almost 2

It’s been years, and it doesn’t make sense to not pay back the money. However, everyone said that you should still be able to find a way to pay back the money.”

He kept staring at Tang Qing's face and chest, with a trace of greed flashing in his small eyes.

Since Lin Hua's death, he has been coveting Tang Qing's beauty.

There was no respect or help for Tang Qing because she was the wife of her late friend Lin Hua, but only a strong possessive desire.

Unexpectedly, a big chubby hand immediately stretched out from behind and hit his face with a snap, causing five finger prints to appear immediately.

Then a Hedong lion roar came from his ears, "Wu Xiaojiang, what are you looking at? What's so good about her? She's just the white tiger star of Mr. and Mrs. Kefuke. If you dare to look at her, believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

?”

Jiang Fengjiao, who was as tall as a mountain of meat, glared at her husband and reached out to pinch her husband's ears, but Wu Xiaojiang dodged her.

He stroked his face and retorted unwillingly, "Jiang Fengjiao, are you crazy? Why are you acting so wildly here? You have to fight back home. It's not too shameful to fight here."

If he was beaten at home, he would just put up with it.

But beating him in front of so many people will make even the most honest person angry.

"Hey, who gave you the courage to speak out? Okay, you can go back to me and think about it now. It's up to me to collect the debt. I'll deal with you properly when I get back."

Jiang Fengjiao was furious, holding Wu Xiaojiang's collar and pushing him to the side, telling him to get back first.

A burst of teasing laughter immediately erupted from the crowd.


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