At night, the family opposite Zeng Wangcai kept vigil, and there was noise all night long, and everyone who came cried.
"Wangcai..." Yi Zhonghai went to Yan's house and went straight to the opposite house to find Zeng Wangcai.
"What's the matter?" Zeng Wangcai came out and asked, hugging his arms.
"We have discussed it in our courtyard. On the day of Old Yan's funeral, we will set up a few tables in Zhuzi's restaurant to send him off." Yi Zhonghai rubbed his hands and said, "Every family will come. I'm thinking about it and came to talk to you. Let's see who in your family will go."
"I'll go!" Zeng Wangcai answered straightforwardly.
"Okay, there's one more thing. If it's convenient for you, can you come to my place and talk to me?" Yi Zhonghai said a little uneasily.
As time went by and Zeng Wangcai's wealth grew, Yi Zhonghai became more and more humble towards Zeng Wangcai.
"Okay, let's go!" Zeng Wangcai closed the door and went to Yi Zhonghai's house.
Yi Zhonghai's house was eerily deserted, without any hint of human touch.
"Wangcai, drink some water!" Yi Zhonghai poured a glass of water over. "This is what happened. I just wanted to discuss with you whether I can borrow the money from you later."
"Haha, Yan Jiecheng has caused you trouble, right?" Zeng Wangcai smiled slightly.
Previously, Yan Jiecheng’s brother and sister didn’t care about the dead old man, and he just kicked the door and he knew that Yi Zhonghai was in trouble.
"You knew that lending money to the Yan family would cause trouble, right?" Yi Zhonghai asked back.
"Uncle, I'll speak frankly." Zeng Wangcai said, "I knew it a long time ago, and you also knew there would be trouble, right? Money is not a big deal to me, but my money didn't come from the wind.
"We can talk about it. I want the deaf old lady's house..."
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