Zhao Youcai touched his nose. He shouldn't have been so moved when he heard that his apprentice had engraved words on the watch for his wedding. This brought trouble to himself and Shulan.
He argued cunningly, "I'm a rough guy, how can I know any English? It's the people at the counter who made a mistake. I haven't even contacted them yet. The watch is for you. They got the name wrong."
I was planning to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to misunderstand and make such a big deal out of it.
How can you be so righteous to Shulan? Go to Shulan's school tomorrow to apologize to her and return the 2,000 yuan she owed you."
Ma Xiu Lan clenched her fists and apologized, asking Zhao Youcai why he didn't just eat shit.
The more Zhao Youcai spoke, the more he felt that he was right: "You hit me and slandered Shulan and me, I forgive you.
As long as you apologize and return the 2,000 yuan. And you have to help me clear up the matter in our factory. I am dedicated to working hard and just want to become an eighth-level worker and earn more money to leave for my children.
You made such a big fuss that my work was suspended. Come with me to tell the leader that I never gamble.
It was all Grandpa's fault. I can't just ignore him, right? Then would I still be a human being?"
Ma Xiulan rubbed her index finger. "Grandpa gambled, and he lost so much money. There must be a receipt. Where is the receipt? Who are you paying the money back to? Without these, who would believe your lies?"
Zhao Youcai couldn't explain it. He hadn't prepared any evidence in advance, including the document and the debt collector.
Ma Xiu Lan was so stupid back then that she believed everything he said. After so many years, he let his guard down and didn't expect Ma Xiu Lan to start pursuing the matter.
“It’s like this, the money was paid off a few years ago, I burned the documents, and the old man who owed the money is dead.
I have saved all my money over the past few years just to give it to you all at once to make you happy.
But I didn’t expect that the money was lost some time ago. I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you would be angry.
I was wrong in this matter. I meant well but ended up doing something bad. I promise not to do it again."
Zhao Youcai was proud of his quick wit. He had been smart since he was a child. He left the money with Old Lady Wang.
Although the bills were exposed yesterday, the money was not, otherwise people outside would have spread the news long ago. If Ma Xiulan knew that I still had 3,000 yuan, she would definitely not dare to make trouble with me like this.
Looking at Zhao Youcai's smug face, Ma Xiu Lan couldn't hold back any longer and punched him in the face.
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