"Then after I got home last night, I seemed to have a high fever."
"Of course, this is what Zhang Cuihua said in the yard. I don't know whether it is true or not, and I didn't go out to ask."
Zhao Lei listened to Zhang Cuihua's chatter, "I don't know if what Zhao Qiang said is true, he has done this a lot before."
Wang Juan recalled that Zhao Qiang used to find all kinds of excuses to defraud money. Now that he receives less money, it is even more normal for him to do so.
"Everyone knows that during the Spring Festival, everyone goes out to visit relatives and friends, so there will be a lot of people on the bus."
"For thieves, festivals are when they need to work overtime."
Even in the 1960s, the profession of thief was not completely deserted.
Wang Juan nodded continuously, "That's right, how could he be so stupid as to not think of this."
"He even took all the money out of the house. Why do I feel like this guy is lying?"
"I just think he's lying." Zhao Lei also meant this. "Just wait. When we get up, the main room will definitely let us in."
After all, Zhao Qiang left such a large sum of money this time. How could Zhao Qiang and his people not be anxious? He must want to shirk the responsibility.
As for the best candidate, it was of course him, because he had money and he didn't wait for him in the village.
Wang Juan snorted coldly, "No matter what they say, we just don't have money."
Listening to his wife's words, Zhao Lei was amused, "Of course, no one's money comes from the wind."
"I have this money to spend on Zhao Qiang, so I might as well give it to my wife."
"But, since the wife asked us to go, we still have to go."
"How else can I watch the fun?" The most important thing is, he can go and see Zhao Qiang's angry expression.
Zhao Lei and his wife were discussing in the room how to make fun of Zhao Qiang. At this moment, Zhao Qiang was lying on the kang listlessly.
He still couldn't believe that he had spent all the cash in the house. That was two or three hundred dollars.
Feng Caixia was cleaning the house. When she looked up, she saw Zhao Qiang's depressed look.
Seeing him like this, Feng Caixia snorted coldly. Who was he lying on the bed sighing for?
He was worried that she would give the money to Feng's family, so he would take the money with him wherever he went out. Now it's over. He is completely broke and doesn't know what to do next.
Zhao Qiang sighed again and said, "By the way, is Zhao Lei here?"
After arriving home yesterday, although he was very tired and wanted to lie down as soon as possible, he still pulled Zhang Cuihua aside to discuss some matters, such as where he should make up for the loss.
The richest person in the family now is, of course, Zhao Lei. When such a big thing happens, shouldn’t Zhao Lei, as a younger brother, help out a little?
He had already heard Zhang Cuihua cursing in the yard, and talking about how difficult his life was. She also mentioned that he had gone out to pay New Year's greetings, and on the way back, a thief had his wallet stolen in the car.
As a result, Aunt Ding and the others just chatted for a while. Instead of saying anything to comfort him, they discussed how arrogant thieves are nowadays.
This made him so angry that he almost died. He was so pitiful, shouldn't he be comforted?
"Why couldn't they comfort me? On the second day of the Chinese New Year, I walked from the commune to the village for more than four hours."
"I had no money left, but I still had to walk from the terminal to my home." Zhao Qiang felt aggrieved when he thought about it.
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