[Grandma Zhu, if you're so talkative, keep talking! I'm rooting for you!]
The second thing Jiang Zuoque heard was that he had eaten someone else's cockroach.
While it's said to be a coherent statement and understandable, Jiang Zuoque's words cannot be understood as a coherent whole.
Is he really that desperate for food?
In the last moment of his vision, he clearly saw Grandma Zhu walk over, and then Xiaoqiang collapsed all over his head.
A whole big basin, a whole big basin, not just a few.
God knows which family is the oddball who managed to amass so many cockroaches.
No matter what, he will never admit to eating their cockroaches; he didn't, it's all slander.
Before I could even gather my spirits, someone grabbed my hand.
"Comrade, please give us back our grain. We are an orphan and a widow, and this is the only thing we can rely on to survive."
Grandma Zhu was surprised to see herself holding Jiang Zuoque's hand.
Her hands were even smoother and softer than her son's; they were so well-maintained. Without realizing it, she rubbed them against her skin.
In an instant, Jiang Zuoque felt like he had enough goosebumps to fry two dishes. He couldn't be wrong; he had been taken advantage of by someone old enough to be his mother.
"Get out of here."
Caught off guard, Old Mrs. Zhu was pushed squarely and didn't get up; she just collapsed to the ground.
"My God, someone shameless is bullying an old woman like me. You all saw it. He pushed me, I didn't fall down on my own."
After shouting twice to those around her, Old Lady Zhu finally turned her firepower towards Jiang Zuoque.
"Look at you, you little scoundrel, dressed like a respectable person, yet you can't do anything decent. My door is wide open, and you come here to try and scam me, fine, but then you steal my food. And to make matters worse, you push an old woman like me. What, are you bullying us orphans and widows?!"
Old Mrs. Zhu's shrewish manner made it difficult for Jiang Zuoque to handle her.
In his memory, he had only experienced such things when he was a child. As an adult, he would never dare to be disrespectful to anyone in front of him.
"Ginger one ginger two."
Left with no other option, Jiang Zuoque had to call upon the helpers he had brought.
He hired them himself. Before coming, he went to a place he thought he would never return to. How could he possibly come back safely without bringing some men with him?
Thinking it would be convenient, they brought the person here again.
Jiang Yi and Jiang Er hesitated, and they didn't want to go anymore. Old Mrs. Zhu already had a strong odor, and after wandering around Jiang Zuoque, she also picked up the unpleasant smell of cockroaches.
"Call for help? You little punk, you actually dare to call for help? You think you're so great just because you call for help? I can do that too."
With a cold snort, Old Lady Zhu simply stood up from the ground.
"Son, open the door and let our Xiaoqiang come out and teach these scoundrels a lesson. Let them see how powerful our family is."
He kept calling me a "little scoundrel" over and over again; Jiang found it unbearable to listen to.
Jiang Yi and Jiang Er felt even more wronged; they hadn't even uttered a word and had been reduced to nobodys.
[You little punk.]
【Great, great, I like this nickname.】
Hey cockroaches, come out here! Let this little punk see what you're made of.
have to,
Li, the eldest son, felt that he and Jiang Yuting had worried for nothing. Their daughter's quietness only manifested in her studies, not in her enjoyment of gossip.
Look at his spirits, he's in great shape, no need to worry.
"Mother, I'll open it right away."
Whatever Old Lady Zhu said, Zhu Kou sat down. The moment his hand touched the door, Jiang Zuoque chickened out.
"Wait a moment."
"You little punk, what else do you have to say?"
The term "little scoundrel" was nothing compared to Xiao Qiang's presence; Jiang Zuoque felt he could tolerate it.
"Auntie, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have tried to scam you, I shouldn't have eaten your cockroach, and I definitely shouldn't have pushed you."
Suppressing the humiliation, Jiang Zuoque endured the fact that he had forcibly taken Zhu Laotai's son, Xiaoqiang.
"That's more like it, you little punk, pay up! The things of the Zhu family aren't taken for nothing."
"Auntie, how much compensation do you want?"
Upon hearing about the potential compensation, Jiang Yi and Jiang Er, who were about to approach, silently retreated.
They have no money.
Only they themselves know how much money they spent along the way. Jiang Zuoqiu acted like an old man, only asking for help when needed, and then they would do the actual work.
If it weren't for the contract, I would have given up on this unprofitable deal long ago.
If they don't get their money back, they'll follow Old Lady Zhu's example and insist on getting their hard-earned money back.
"Listen up, you little punk: five yuan for a staged accident, twenty yuan for a pot of cockroaches, ten yuan for pushing me, and ten yuan for emotional distress. Are you going to pay me or what?"
[Give me cash or a check? Jiang Zuoque, be generous.]
[Compensation for emotional distress? Is Old Lady Zhu perhaps learning this 'compensation for lost youth' tactic from Zhu Kou?]
I knew it! You can learn something from observing the gossip.
"Fifty, here you go, keep the change."
Jiang Zuoque didn't even think about it and just said it.
After a while, not seeing anyone, I turned around and saw Jiang Yi and Jiang Er looking at the sky.
Remembering that he had just given Li Yi several hundred yuan, his anger subsided. Jiang Yi and Jiang Er probably had no money left.
Jiang Zuoque took out five ten-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to Old Lady Zhu and Zhu Kou with an arrogant expression.
Little did they know, fifty was a sensitive number for Old Lady Zhu and Zhu Kou.
For a month's wages, Xu's father gave them five ten-yuan bills and generously told them not to bother with the change. After that, Zhu Kou lost his job.
Suppressing the urge to reach for it, Old Mrs. Zhu waved her hand.
"You little punk, who do you think you are? We are people of principle. Take your fifty back, and we'll make it forty-five."
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