Chapter 95 Some are happy, some are sad
Seeing him like this, Zhong Hui became even more curious: "Do I know him?"
Zheng Benming then said shyly, "It's Ah Feng."
Ah Feng, Zhong Hui didn't react for a while, and after a while she slapped her head and said, "Oh, it's Xiao Nie."
"How did you get her?" A gossipy gleam flashed in Zhong Hui's eyes.
The last time she asked Xiao Nie, Xiao Nie was not interested in Zheng Benming.
Zheng Benming chuckled, and his aunt also laughed beside him: "He finally got it."
Very good, very good, Zhong Hui nodded with a smile. Xiao Nie was probably embarrassed, so he avoided talking about it. Zhong Hui didn't ask any more questions, chatted with her aunt for a few words, and went upstairs.
After going up to the sixth floor, Zhong Hui saw that Zhong Xiong's door was open, so she went straight there. Zhong Ping was also there, discussing the dinner menu with Yang Fangqin.
"Ahui is here. I was just talking to you. You have to make your specialty, toothpick beef, tonight. The kids all love it." This toothpick beef has to be made by Zhong Hui. None of them can make it taste that good.
"No problem, I'll cut it and let the three kids skewer it later." Toothpick beef is easy to make, but skewering it is difficult. When you make a lot, it will take an entire afternoon to skewer it, so letting the kids skewer it is just right.
Speaking of the children, Linlin and Xiaojuan came running back angrily: "Uncle, aunt, Brother Zhongxu is so cunning. We each received a salary of 80 yuan, and he asked us to buy fireworks, but he didn't use his money and made us buy them."
"What's going on, Zhong Xu?" Yang Fangqin was about to twist Zhong Xu's ears when she heard it.
"If I don't buy, I won't put it out. I'll just watch them put it out. If I don't put it out, of course I don't have to spend money." Zhong Xu said hurriedly.
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The adults in the family were speechless for a moment.
"It was you who said you wanted to buy fireworks." Linlin accused.
"I'm taking you to buy it." Zhong Xu was just stingy.
Yang Fangqin looked at Zhong Xu helplessly. She didn't know what was wrong with this kid, but he was addicted to saving money.
"Hmph, if you don't spend money, we won't let you set off our fireworks." Linlin and Xiaojuan ran back with their own fireworks.
Zhong Xu curled his lips: "If you don't want to put it on, then don't put it on. I just need to look up. It's free."
Well, the friendship boat capsized again, and there was nothing the adults could do, so they had to let them be.
After lunch, Yang Fangqin, Zhong Hui and Zhong Ping began to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Pork belly chicken, steamed fish, boiled shrimp, toothpick beef...
The kitchen was bustling with activity, and Zhong Xiong was being ordered around, making the house very lively.
"What are you doing, you, what are you trying to do, get out, get out quickly..."
Suddenly, a fierce quarrel was heard downstairs. Zhong Hui listened carefully and found that it was the voice of Lai Pozi.
There was also the sound of things being smashed. Zhong Hui and Zhong Xiong looked at each other, wondering if the debt collectors had arrived.
"I'll go take a look." Zhong Xiong hurried downstairs.
At the door of Lai Pozi's house, several thugs were blocking the door: "Old lady, your son owes us money, and he ran away. I have no choice but to come to you."
"I, I have no money. He lost all my money. You are looking for me, but I don't have any either." Mrs. Lai cried in a panic.
"No money? Haha, even if you don't have money, you still have the house. If we can't collect the money, we will take the house." The leader said viciously.
Mrs. Lai was so frightened that she sobbed and couldn't speak.
Although Lai Pozi was hateful, they were from the same village after all, and it was Chinese New Year. Zhong Xiong couldn't stand it any longer, so he went up to her and said, "Brother, it's Chinese New Year, and it's not easy for everyone. This old lady lives alone, and she definitely has no money. You should go find her son. If you scare her, there will be a lawsuit, and you will be the ones in trouble."
The leader had some impression of Zhong Xiong and said hesitantly, "Brother Xiong, we're in a difficult situation too. Her son owes us over a million yuan. If we can't get the money, how are we going to celebrate the New Year?"
Zhong Xiong is not a kind-hearted person. The money owed by Lai Lao San has nothing to do with him. He just can't bear to see an old lady being threatened by them like this.
"It's only right to pay back a debt. You old bitch, I have an IOU written by your son here. I'm here to collect the money. I'm not afraid even if the police come." The leader took out an IOU.
Mrs. Lai trembled and didn't dare to look up, her face was covered with tears and snot. Why did she have such a miserable life?
Zhong Xiong glanced at Lai Pozi and sighed in his heart. He really didn't want to get involved in this mess, but seeing Lai Pozi's expression, he couldn't bear it.
"Brother, even if you force her to death today, she won't be able to pay. So, give me some face. It's New Year's Day, and we brothers can go home and have a good reunion. We can talk about this bullshit after the New Year, okay?"
The leader didn't want to waste any more time here. They had just searched the house and found nothing valuable.
"Okay, since Brother Xiong has spoken, we will withdraw." The leader glanced at Mrs. Lai and said, "Old lady, if we come again after the New Year and can't find your son, we will have no choice but to look for you."
When Mrs. Lai heard that they were leaving, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when she heard that they would come again after the New Year, she became worried again.
After everyone left, Zhong Xiong helped Mrs. Lai up and said, "Grandma Lai, your third son owes a lot of money, and the moneylenders won't let it go."
"What should we do, Xiong boy? What should we do?" Mrs. Lai grabbed Zhong Xiong's sleeve tightly.
Zhong Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "He shouldn't have come down."
Forget it. He is just like that. Hard on the outside but soft on the inside. It is impossible for him not to come down.
"Grandma Lai, if they can't find Lai Lao San, they will only come looking for you. Your house is still here. The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. The only way now is for you to move out and mortgage the house to them. Otherwise, don't even think about living a peaceful life."
"But if I lose my house, where will I live?" Mrs. Lai looked at Zhong Xiong hesitantly.
This is not his business, he has already done his best.
Seeing that Zhong Xiong didn't say anything, Lai Pozi lowered her head weakly, and then she thought, perhaps, losing the house was a good thing.
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