Chapter 25 Still making trouble? Blame me for being too kind!
"Stop it!"
Lin Dazhuang, the second uncle who had been silent all this time, roared and swung the broom left and right.
The three people who were struggling in a ball suddenly froze, and Li Limei's face was still covered with bloody marks caused by Chen Cuihua's scratches.
"We have no right to interfere with the mess of the Third Brother!" Lin Dazhuang's eyes flashed with ferocity. "I don't have money, but I have my life—" He suddenly picked up the axe used to chop wood in the corner and chopped it into the edge of the table with a "click". "It's my worthless life!"
The Li family members all took a half step back. Lin Dazhuang acted arrogantly and made it difficult for the Li family members to deal with him.
"Well, you can't let me suffer in vain!" Li Limei howled fiercely.
Lin Dazhuang secretly glanced at Xiaobai and Lin Guohua, brother and sister. They had cold expressions on their faces and had no intention of taking care of things. He sighed secretly in his heart.
"How about this," Lin Dazhuang suddenly grinned, with tobacco residue still stained on his yellow teeth, "I'll divorce this spendthrift woman and let you guys calm down?"
The broom in Chen Cuihua's hand fell to the ground with a clang. She opened her mouth like a stranded fish, and after a long while she managed to scream with tears in her eyes: "Mother! Listen to this heartless person!"
Old Mrs. Lin's face froze and she twisted her neck to one side. "I never get involved in what happens in your house."
Song Wan, a newcomer to the book world, had never seen such a down-to-earth "fight" before, and she didn't even blink an eye.
Gu Zhongzhang moved closer to her and asked in a low voice, "If you don't go up and show off, how are you going to win your boss's favor?"
Song Wan rolled her eyes at him, "What do you know? They are just biting each other. When both are hurt, the boss will kill them in one second."
"Where does your confidence in Xiaobai come from?" Gu Zhongzhang couldn't understand what was going on in this girl's mind.
Song Wan looked up at the sky in sorrow, and she had experienced the feeling of being the only one sober while everyone else was drunk. According to her many years of reading experience, when a passerby turned the tables and became the heroine, she was either a big shot or had a big melon.
Xiaobai yawned, "Everyone, it's time to eat, please make way!"
She pointed to the west with both hands, "Turn left and walk 500 meters, you will find Lin Zhihong's house. Take as much as you can, it's better than coming here for nothing, but..."
Her face darkened. "You must pay for the things you just broke. Otherwise..."
Xiaobai slowly clenched his fists, and his joints made crisp "cracking" sounds.
"Yes, yes, you must compensate! The place you are standing on now is the Lin of Lin Xiaobai, not the Lin of Lin Zhihong."
Song Wan finally got the chance to show off, and she took out the red notebook she carried with her.
"Grandma Lin, Uncle and Aunt Li, let me settle the bill for you.
The paint on the legs of the Eight Immortals table was rubbed off, so I had to ask the commune carpenter to repair it, which cost me five work points. Two enamel teacups were dented, and the supply and marketing cooperative sold them for 3.6 yuan each. The dirty cement floor had to be cleaned with alkali (soap), and half a piece of alkali was worth 1.2 yuan... "
She counted the money in her mouth and scratched her fingers on the red book, "The total compensation is 7.84 yuan, rounded off to 7.5 yuan, which is for my eldest son, oh, my sister Xiaobai to show her filial piety to the elders."
"Sister Xiaobai, what do you think?" Song Wan was very shrewd. In front of outsiders, she must not use the title of boss, as she would not give anyone a chance to talk nonsense.
Xiao Bai smiled at her appreciatively and said, "Just do as Song Zhiqing said."
The Li family members' faces suddenly turned ugly, as if they had eaten coptis root——
They worked so hard for nothing, got nothing, and still had to pay money. Who can they complain to?
Old Mrs. Lin was so angry that she was shaking. "You are trying to kill me! Seven dollars and fifty cents is enough for us to eat for half a year!"
Song Wan pretended to be heartbroken: "Old lady, this is still calculated based on the cost price. If it is calculated as gathering a crowd to cause trouble and deliberately damaging other people's property..."
She deliberately drew out her voice and glanced outside the door - the slogan "Down with all saboteurs" on the village wall was still fresh.
Chen Cuihua suddenly threw a tantrum and tried to tickle Song Wan: "A broken enamel pot is not worth..."
"Bang!"
Lin Guohua placed the enamel teacup on the table. The red words “Grasp the Revolution and Promote Production” on the teacup made people dizzy.
"Should we go to the village committee to seek justice? Last month, someone from the neighboring village broke a washbasin, but they are still hanging a sign at the gate of the commune!"
"Why go to the village committee? Clerk Gu is still here. Why don't we ask him?" Xiao An said with a fake smile. It's a common thing to take advantage of the power of others.
After all, Li Limei's uncle is a worker in the county town and has some knowledge. He knows who can be provoked and who cannot be provoked.
He quickly held down his wife, fished out three yuan from his Dacron shirt pocket, and said distressedly: "That's all... We only recognize this amount."
Xiao Bai took the bill between two fingers and held it up to the light bulb to shine the watermark: "Okay, the remaining four dollars and fifty cents is Grandma's."
She turned to Old Lady Lin and grinned, "Grandma, do you want to give it to me now, or let Xiao An get it?"
"You stupid girl, you even want to blackmail your own grandma. You are a cold-blooded monster."
Old Mrs. Lin is forgetful and has no recollection of the loss she suffered previously.
Just as she finished her words, a small stone came from nowhere and flew through the air, breaking her front teeth.
Tang Jingmo stood next to Xiaobai and glared at her warningly, "Old lady, please be more polite."
Xiaobai laughed secretly in his heart - this guy actually used his mental power to wrap the stone and attacked the old lady.
"Hey~ Grandma~" Xiaobai dragged out the tone.
"You must have forgotten that we have long since separated. You brought him here today, and it is all your own fault. Don't forget what we agreed to do at the beginning - 'We will live our own lives from now on, and have nothing to do with each other's life or death.'"
"Get out!" Tang Jingmo increased his mental pressure.
The group of people suddenly felt as if they were being called by the King of Hell. They felt a chill in their hearts and ran away faster than wild dogs.
"Grandma, wait for me, I'll go with you to get the money." Xiao An jumped twice and caught up with Grandma Lin.
Four dollars and fifty cents, he has to get it back without losing a penny!
The annoying flies finally left. Lin Guohua was worried about Xiaobai's meal, so he went into the kitchen and started to work, not forgetting to give instructions:
"Shuhua, make Xiaobai a bowl of malted milk to fill his stomach. No, make a few more bowls and serve them to the guests as well."
"Sister Shuhua, let me help you." Song Wan had lively eyes and wanted to show off in front of the boss all the time.
"Okay, let's not just sit there, let's clean up the yard." Tang Jingmo threw the broom to Gu Zhongzhang.
Only Xiaobai was wandering around with a clear conscience.
"Our house needs some repairs. The wall is too low, anyone can break in, and we don't feel safe."
Xiaobai stroked his chin and looked at his house. The more he looked, the more dissatisfied he became.
"Boss, this house looks old. Why don't we tear it down and rebuild it? I have money."
Song Wan brought a bowl of fragrant malted milk to Xiaobai.
When he heard that the eldest brother was planning to renovate the house, he immediately presented the handkerchief containing the money like a treasure.
"Can you build a kitchen with this pocket money?" Gu Zhongzhang teased.
"You live in the sea, so nosy!" Song Wancai was not afraid of him.
Even though Gu Zhongzhang is rich, handsome and has a powerful family background, his character in the book is not likable - a central air conditioner who is nice to all girls.
They are also the type of people that Song Wan dislikes the most.
"Boss, if we don't have enough money, we can earn it. Here..." Song Wan pointed at her head, "I have 360 ways to make money, and all of them are guaranteed to make money."
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