Uncle Song came to call me dad at first, but then he stopped calling me. Later, even Uncle Song himself stopped going to work.
The whole village is like this, as if they are under a spell. Everyone doesn't work very much anymore. They just sit at home every day, waiting for demolition and money.
Some young people who went out to work came back, and some people who worked nearby stopped working.
There began to be many mahjong parlors and chess and card rooms in the village. Everyone sat together to play cards and chat every day...
My father set up a table at home and called several people over every day. Everyone drank, played cards, and smoked cigarettes, making the house full of smoke.
Later, some villagers began to buy cars, and they all bought luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands. As soon as they came back, they walked around the village and showed them to everyone, which made them look particularly dignified at the time."
"You villagers are so rich? Can you afford a luxury car?" Hong Hai'er asked curiously.
Liu Xinyu smiled bitterly and said: "Where did the money come from? It was all borrowed. If relatives didn't lend it, they would go to the bank to borrow it. If the bank didn't lend it, they would borrow it from loan sharks. Anyway, everyone was crazy and obsessed at that time, getting money everywhere.
Build a villa, buy a luxury car. The cigarettes you smoke are all the best, and the wine you drink is no longer Erguotou. It is all good wine on the market that has been in the news.
At that time, even I was shocked by the sudden prosperity in the village...
I used to buy only a few pieces of clothes a year. At that time, my father took me to the city and bought ten pieces in one go! He told me, buy whatever you like, and dad will give you money!
I was very happy at the time, but also very scared. I always felt that these dream-like days would never last.
But my mother, who had always been frugal and managed the house, had no intention of stopping my father, as if the money really didn't count...
What my dad often talks about is: "How much does this thing cost? Eighteen thousand yuan. When the demolition money comes, it's just a drizzle! At most, it's just spent in advance and pays more interest... It's okay, just buy it."
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Later, there were more and more luxury cars in the village, and my dad couldn't bear it anymore. He borrowed money from everywhere and bought a car worth more than 100,000 yuan. From then on, he also changed into a suit, leather shoes, and
With his tie and crew cut, he really looks like a big boss. He drives me to school every day. Many classmates are envious of our family...
Only I know that our family is possessed... we are haunted by ghosts and something is wrong.
In the second half of last year, one of my dad's classmates came back and said he wanted to start a business with my dad, so the two of them each contributed half of the money to open an Internet company. My dad didn't know anything, so he relied on his classmates to manage it...
At that time, the investment required more than 200,000 yuan. How could our family get so much money? So my dad wanted to borrow it again.
This time, it was also the only time my mother obstructed me. She did not agree with my father to do this. She felt that an old farmer who didn't know anything but wanted to develop the Internet would simply lose money.
But my dad said my mom looked down on him...
The two argued for a long time. Finally, my mother relented and my father went to borrow money and invest with his classmates.
His classmates said that in the Internet era, pigs in the spotlight will definitely make money as long as they invest money.
At that time, my dad did see some money back, so he told my mom every day that he was going to get rich and be the boss...
But I really think he is possessed. But, what can I say? No one listens to what I say...
The whole village is obsessed...
During that period, the whole village was waiting and spending a lot of money. What I heard most was the sentence: When the demolition money comes, it will just be drizzle..."
Hong Hai'er scratched his head and asked: "If that's the case, then why is it like this now?"
Liu Xinyu smiled bitterly and said: "It is also the end of the year, and the Chinese New Year is about to come. The government suddenly informed us that because the project was not in compliance with regulations, many illegal activities were found internally, all procedures were cancelled, and the demolition was cancelled!"
Speaking of this, Liu Xinyu's expression was very strange, as if she was relieved, but also seemed to have started a new nightmare!
Liu Xinyu raised her head, looked at the sky, and said: "That was a bolt from the blue that knocked everyone in the village stupid. Everyone goes to the government to make trouble, but the government is doing things impartially. It is impossible to let an innocent person just because you are making trouble.
Compliance projects were approved. So, after the trouble, everyone had to face reality.
No money, all debt...
From that day on, many strangers came to our village every day, all of whom were creditors. Some people had bottles thrown at them, and some people had their doors smashed...
Swearing and crying replaced the original laughter.
After the creditor left, almost every household was quarreling. Men were quarreling, women were quarreling, and children were crying...
The same goes for our family. My mom and dad quarrel and fight almost every day...
Until one day, a group of people rushed into our house with knives and asked us to pay back the money. We had no money to pay back, so we had to give away everything valuable in the house. Then... my mother left without saying goodbye.
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My dad also left, saying he was going to work in a bigger city to earn more money.
Now I am the only one left in this family..."
Speaking of this, Liu Xinyu lowered her head sadly.
Fangzheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha..."
Liu Xinyu said: "Our family is pretty good, but Uncle Song's family is completely ruined. Uncle Song was driven crazy by debt collectors, his wife drank pesticide and left, and his children severed the father-son relationship with him and never came back...
There are many, many villagers, all pretty much the same. Most of them are outside now and don’t dare to come back at all. My father doesn’t dare to come back either…my mother…hey…”
Speaking of this, Liu Xinyu let out a long sigh again.
Hong Hai'er pulled Fang Zheng's hand and said through a message: "Master, this...how can I help?"
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "Well, we can only save ourselves."
Hong Hai'er looked at Fang Zheng in disbelief and asked, "Then we don't care?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Those who should be managed can be managed. But their real dilemma is not outside, but in their hearts. Greed blinded their eyes, and the dream of getting rich made them lose their most basic reason. Everyone
Everyone must pay the price for the mistakes they have made... The cycle of cause and effect will lead to unsatisfactory retribution. Their previous squandering will definitely have the consequences today. I, the teacher, will not care about this kind of thing."
"Then you said you should take care of what should be taken care of?" Honghai'er asked puzzledly.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "It is true that we should take care of it. The state does not allow loan sharking, nor does it allow the incompetent to collect debts... The villagers who owe money must repay it, and other people's money does not come from strong winds. But it's dark.
Conscientious loan sharking is not included in this list. If you want to make the village lively, you must first give them a peaceful environment...the rest depends on whether they can live up to their expectations."
PS: I have been planning to finish the book, but too many people have told Huang Liang not to finish it. However, Huang Liang also has difficulties. There are thousands of kinds of suffering in the world, but the sources are all the same. There are many things that can be written. There are many.
, to say the least, there is not much after classification. This is why the updates of Huangliang are getting slower and slower. I rack my brains to think about it every day... But today a reader friend said it right, there are always things in the world.
There is a new story, so I will write it slowly. If you find that the update is slow, there is only one reason, it is stuck, embarrassing...