Li Biao's lips twitched, and he looked at Jiang Wenwan with a strange expression.
"Jiang Zhiqing,"
Jiang Wenwan waved her hand, but before she could speak, Liu Guanjun said:
“Jiang Zhiqing and Hu Zhiqing are right.”
If you have any money on you, take out 500 yuan to help the Zhang family.
I will help the Zhang family pay you back this money.
Zhang Chunxing, who was sitting on the oxcart crying and hiccuping, was startled by his words.
He looked at Liu Guanjun with a surprised expression and shook his head.
"No, no, no, I don't need to."
She wasn't very familiar with him, so how could she use his money?
Aunt Zhang also stopped what she was doing and looked at Jiang Wenwan, who shrugged.
“If I say I didn’t, you don’t believe me; if she says I did, you believe her. Then I have nothing more to say.”
"Five hundred yuan, we could never save that much even if we saved for a lifetime."
Not to mention paying it back.
She looked at Li Biao and said:
"He owes you money. You can take him away and do whatever you want with him, but I will not marry off my daughter!"
Zhang Gousheng immediately knelt down.
He knelt before Zhang Chunxing and begged her desperately.
"My dear girl! Please help me this once, and I promise I'll never cheat again."
Moreover, Li Biao also said that he would give our family a dowry of 200 yuan, which would cover the cost of your two younger brothers' weddings in the future.
"My dear daughter! I'm begging you, I'm begging you!"
Aunt Zhang went up to Zhang Gousheng and continued to scratch him.
"Zhang Gousheng, you jinx! I'll fight you to the death today, you'll teach me a lesson for forcing my daughter into marriage!"
"Mom! Dad! Stop hitting me! I'll marry him! I'll marry him willingly! Please stop hitting me!"
Jiang Wenwan saw the glint in Li Biao's eyes and saw him wave his hand to have someone drive the carriage away.
Fearing that Zhang Chunxing might change her mind if they were a little late, they were afraid that Zhang Chunxing would change her mind.
Hu Qinghua looked at Jiang Wenwan, still wanting to continue his nagging and teasing.
Jiang Wenwan simply pried a brick off the wall of Aunt Zhang's house and slapped it down in front of Hu Qinghua.
"You've been lying to me and trying to ruin my life. You clearly have two thousand yuan on you, but you said I did."
If I could take it out, would I refuse?
If you dare to slander me again, I'll kill you!
Hu Qinghua's head was smashed open and bleeding profusely after being hit twice. Aunt Zhang rushed over to pull Jiang Wenwan away.
What if someone gets beaten to death in front of her house?
She was overthinking it. Jiang Wenwan knew her limits; killing her was absolutely out of the question.
Besides, Hu Qinghua grew up with good food and drink, so his body is much stronger than the original owner's.
The original body was malnourished.
If it weren't for her soul supporting her, she wouldn't have had that much strength!
As her health improves, her strength will increase.
"Ouch, it's bleeding! It's bleeding! We can't hit it anymore."
We know you don't have that much money on you; if you keep fighting, someone could get killed.
Aunt Zhang is so tired.
I just had two fights with her husband, and I had to come over and break them up.
Seeing that someone was trying to break up the fight, Jiang Wenwan readily agreed and threw away the blood-stained brick.
Hu Qinghua, lying on the ground, felt her head spinning. She had been beaten in front of so many people, and she wanted to just faint.
Jiang Wenwan anticipated her next move.
To put it simply:
"If you dare to faint, I'll have the men in the village carry you back. Then your reputation will be ruined, and you'll only be able to marry a man from the village."
These words really worked; Hu Qinghua dared not pretend to be dizzy anymore.
She sat on the ground and cried.
Tan Yumiao glanced at Jiang Wenwan, then at Hu Qinghua.
Unsure which of them had two thousand yuan, but seeing that Hu Qinghua was in a vulnerable position, they went up to help her back to the educated youth settlement.
Jiang Wenwan was exhausted after beating people up, and since she couldn't work in the morning anyway, she didn't give them any work points.
We can only continue this afternoon.
As for taking out money, that's impossible. Li Biao is clearly setting up a scheme to get married.
He failed once, but with Zhang Gousheng's gambling addiction, he'll be in debt sooner or later, and he'll still marry Zhang Chunxing off to him.
Zhu Xiaomin took leave and rode an oxcart to the county. Feng Chunzao didn't come to watch the excitement; she focused on finishing her morning's work.
I went back with them.
Before Jiang Wenwan and her group even entered the educated youth settlement, a postman was already on his bicycle:
"There's a letter from your educated youth settlement. Who is Jiang Wenwan?"
Jiang Wenwan was taken aback. There was a letter from her?
Could it be that Zhang Cuifen wrote a letter rambling on and on?
"My name is Jiang Wenwan."
"Your package is here."
Jiang Wenwan was stunned. There was a package for her?
She couldn't believe it was Zhang Cuifen who mailed it to her.
"Postman, is there no mail?"
The postman, who was in his thirties, smiled and shook his head when she called him "big brother."
"No, just one package."
Then he added:
"Who is Hu Qinghua?"
Hu Qinghua's eyes lit up, and he quickly covered his bleeding head and took a few steps forward.
"I!"
The postman, seeing blood on her head, didn't make a fuss and handed her a letter:
"Here is your letter."
"Hey, wait a minute, I also have a letter I need you to mail for me."
The postman responded and continued:
"And your letter, Ma Debi, and Feng Chunzao's."
Jiang Wenwan opened the package directly in the courtyard, even though there were no letters inside.
But she could tell just by looking at the items that they weren't mailed to her by Zhang Cuifen.
Inside were two cans of malted milk powder, two pounds of brown sugar, two pounds of White Rabbit milk candy, ten pairs of work gloves, and hand cream.
This stuff is expensive at the supply and marketing cooperatives, and you need a ration coupon to buy it.
It would be impossible for Zhang Cuifen to have sent it to her unless it was raining acid.
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