Chapter 265 Causes and consequences! Case closed! [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

Time: June 17, 1989, pre-summer Notes: ['Shan Zhen Hai Delicacy']

'Each of them has their own agenda' 'Rabbit'

With the sound of a knock on the door, the villages and towns on the edge of the Magic City in the 1990s became lively.

"Brother, can you lend me some money? I really have no money. Please lend me some."

Liu Defu, who is almost forty years old, has snot and tears on his face. He knocks on a door, kowtows, prays, and his eyes are full of regret.

Shanghai, this developed city, was incomparable to other places even in the 1990s.

The village looks more like a town in other places, with iron gates on every house.

Liu Defu just knelt in front of an iron gate and kowtowed continuously.

“Woof woof woof!!!”

I heard bursts of dog barking. The neighbor's big yellow dog was lying in the gap under the iron gate, howling at Liu Defu, with saliva all over the floor.

"Brother, they are going to chop off my hands. If I can't pay them back, they are going to chop off my hands!"

Liu Defu kowtowed and shouted loudly, and soon a blood mark appeared on his forehead.

It seemed as if she was touched by his words.

The iron door creaked open soon after, and a man in plain clothes, smoking a cigarette, stood by the door, smacking his lips and looking at him with squinted eyes.

"Tsk"

Liu Wei smacked his lips, savoring the smell of cigarettes. After a long while, his eyes turned fierce and he said in a deep voice, "Defu, how many times have I told you?"

"Can you ever change your gambling habit?!"

"You're over 30, you don't even have a decent job, you don't have a wife, and you can't even save money. What on earth do you want to do!?"

"Borrow money? How much money did I lend you!?"

Liu Defu knelt on the ground and cried, hugging Liu Wei's legs.

"Brother, you are my only relative. They want to chop off my hands. They really want to chop them off!"

"Cut it off! It should have been cut off long ago!"

Liu Wei was furious and punched Liu Defu to the side, but Liu Defu stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster.

Liu Wei was silent.

After a long while, he finally sighed, he couldn't bear it after all.

"This is the last time. I don't have much money left. You can fill the hole first, then find a job and pay me back slowly."

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother!"

Liu Defu burst into laughter immediately, and his thin body looked a lot stronger now.

"I found a job in a mine, where I get food and accommodation, and the monthly salary is higher than that of a factory."

“Never gamble again.”

"I'll pay you back this time, and I swear if I ever touch cards again in my life, I'll chop off my hands!"

"I will definitely go to the mines and work hard."

Liu Defu looked at Liu Wei, his eyes full of gratitude, and deep in his eyes, there was a flash of unknown expectation.

"Brother, why don't you and your eldest brother come with me? It's much more comfortable there than at the construction site."

Liu Wei raised his eyebrows, as if he was very pleased to meet his brother for the first time.

"Let's talk about it later."

"It's good that you have this idea."

Liu Wei smiled, turned around, went home to count the money, and lent it to his younger brother.

Liu Defu took the money, looked at Liu Wei with gratitude, and then left, looking back every few steps.

Liu Wei closed the door.

night.

Liu Wei took his meager savings and squatted in the yard, counting the little money he had.

He is out of work.

The factory ran out of money a few years ago and closed down. I've been doing odd jobs in the past two years and haven't been able to save much money. It's time to find a permanent job.

After thinking it over, he put on his clothes and went out.

He walked to the brick house that he had built for Liu Defu and knocked on the iron door.

"Defu, Defu"

March 21, 1990.

"Boss, are you just going to let him go like this!?"

"There must be something wrong with the way this man died. Why are we just letting him go like this?"

At the mine, Du Jian and his men stood on the gravel and smoked as they watched Liu Dewei walking away alone.

The subordinate turned his head and looked at Du Jian with an impulsive look on his face.

"Humph, this kind of person will definitely be punished by heaven."

Du Jian snorted coldly, then turned his head to look at the burial ground without even a grave.

"Don't make this public. It's hard to work in the mines right now. Someone is watching us and trying to beat us up!"

"They are just waiting for us to show our hand. Once the news leaks out and they catch us, even innocent things will be turned into black things, and murder will inevitably become a mining disaster caused by safety negligence!"

"If you don't pay, the mine will have to shut down. If you pay, the workers will have to wait and see!"

"Hundreds of my brothers are left starving!"

Du Jian stared at his men.

"Including you!"

He is in such a situation now. If he reveals a flaw, he will definitely be bitten off.

The subordinates remained silent, but still felt unwilling as they watched Liu Defu leave.

"But he... that's 70,000 yuan, and it can be done with 20,000 yuan."

"Heh, how can he become so arrogant with only 20,000 yuan?"

There was a hint of gloom in Du Jian's eyes.

"I told you, people like him will be punished by God!"

"How can the money expand if it's not large enough? If it doesn't expand, how can we collect it?"

Needless to say, the subordinates remained silent.

Du Jian didn't say anything else. He lit three cigarettes in a row and placed them on the ground, forming three incense sticks.

The cigarette emitted wisps of blue smoke that drifted away with the wind.

"I'm sorry for you guys!"

Du Jianyi waved his hand.

"but"

"Brother, I have hundreds of people under my command, and hundreds of families are waiting for food. I have to do this!"

"I'll have someone send the resettlement fee to your home."

After saying that, he turned and left, walking towards the mine.

He came quietly and left quietly, without anyone noticing. Only two corpses with their eyes open were left underground.

And Liu Defu.

He held seventy thousand dollars in his hand.

His eyes were red and his hands were clenched white.

His eye sockets became increasingly red, his eyes became bloodshot, and his emotions gradually collapsed.

He spread out the cards in his hand.

Lost again.

Liu Wei is dead.

Ever since the news reached her hometown, Zhang Cuiping felt like she had lost her soul.

Of course, without her children and husband, she was indeed lost.

But fortunately, there is still one in my belly.

"Why can't I register my household registration? Why can't I register my household registration?!"

One day, in a bureau.

Zhang Cuiping suddenly shouted at the top of her voice, but then she remembered something and lowered her voice.

The staff member glanced at her and then looked away without saying anything more.

"Fewer and better births. You already have a child at home, why do you want a second child?"

"The boss is missing, the boss is missing!" Zhang Cuiping spoke. Although her voice was small, one could feel the urgency in it.

"Missing, not dead, there's nothing we can do about it."

The staff member shook his head.

Zhang Cuiping's face turned red. Looking at the looks of the people around her, she didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly lowered her head and left.

She returned to her familiar house.

It was still the familiar iron door, but it looked a bit shabby now.

No matter how many times Zhang Cuiping cleaned the corners, there would always be some weeds growing in the corners of the yard.

It looks cold and desolate.

"Godmother, what's wrong with you?"

In a trance, Qian Shu, who was in his twenties, and his younger brother Sun Shuming were washing their faces and looking at her with confusion on their faces.

Seeing the two people, Zhang Cuiping forced a smile and waved.

"It's okay, wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

"become."

Qian Shu and the other man didn't think much about it. They turned around, washed their hands and prepared to eat.

Both of them were adopted by Zhang Cuiping and Liu Wei.

Of course, it cannot be called adoption.

He just found a godfather and godmother, and he didn't live in the couple's home on weekdays.

The two of them had no parents and had been wandering around when they were young, eating from various families and starving one day. Zhang Cuiping and her husband felt pity for them and helped them from time to time.

Ever since Liu Wei and his son passed away.

Only the two of them can make this yard look human and not look like an uninhabited house.

In addition, Zhang Cuiping has a younger son.

That was the youngest son who was unknown to anyone except the neighbors.

The baby is still in swaddling clothes, can't speak yet, doesn't have many teeth yet, and is chubby, fair and tender, making him very adorable.

Every time Zhang Cuiping saw him, she felt a little relieved.

If it weren't for this child, he might have drunk some pesticide and followed Liu Wei.

Fortunately, as long as there are people and hope, we can always survive.

And on January 2, 1994.

Hope has arrived.

Demolition!

Huangjia Village is going to be demolished! This is a big event, a big event that has shocked the whole village! It is a great thing, a great joy! Although they are country people, it does not mean that they do not know what demolition means.

It means money, a large amount of money that cannot be spent in several lifetimes. From now on, they no longer have to work to earn money, and the family can be said to have completely turned around.

As a villager of Huangjia Village.

Zhang Cuiping is no exception, her home is also in the demolition area.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will get a large sum of money, which is enough to support her for the rest of her life, and even pave the way for the lives of her grandchildren and great-grandchildren who have yet to be born.

Zhang Cuiping set the table and the family had a lively meal together.

A few days after the meal, Qian Shu would come from time to time to ask something.

Zhang Cuiping naturally knew what he was thinking.

She struggled and thought for a long time, and finally decided on a distribution ratio.

So, one day, she confessed it at the dinner table.

"Well, I'm ready. From now on, you two brothers will get 40% of the money and house that will be divided up from above."

Zhang Cuiping smiled happily and looked at the chubby child again.

"Xiaobao takes 60%, and I, an old woman, don't want anything."

Forty-six points.

Zhang Cuiping felt that her score was okay.

Qian Shu also smiled and started to liven up the atmosphere at the dinner table.

The smile on his face was very enthusiastic, and he kept picking up food and saying flattering words.

Sun Shuming said some polite words, which made Zhang Cuiping see the future, a bright future.

She felt that she had finally made it.

At least, we won’t have to live like this anymore.

That night.

The room was pitch dark, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

A figure on the bed suddenly turned over.

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"Um?"

"Why do you think that guy has 60%?"

Qian Shu was not convinced, "How come the two of us only account for 40%!?"

"What can we do?"

Sun Shuming was also very distressed.

The two of them got up, sat on the bed, thought for a long time, and suddenly looked at each other.

They all saw the darkness hidden in each other's eyes.

"Make him disappear!"

The black prison is actually very easy to run. All you need to do is recruit a few thugs or a few people.

"We brothers have to make a lot of money!"

At this time, Wu Guang, who was just a small boss, was smoking a cigarette and grinning at the village chief beside him.

How does he make money?

Whose money are you making?

Of course it's the money from above! If you find someone to occupy all the houses that should be demolished, won't all the demolition money go into your pocket?

Then he laundered the money and invested it in his own company. Under this kind of operation, who can grow faster than him! ?

As for offending someone, "Oh, I've been in charge of this village for decades. No one knows the situation of the people in this village better than me."

The village chief had a smile on his face, and his eyes, as big as green beans, were shining brightly.

He and Wu Guang were in cahoots.

One is responsible for the violence, and the other is responsible for screening the targets.

If soft tactics don’t work, use hard tactics. If hard tactics still don’t work, just drag them to the black jail!

Black jails are run by people wearing police uniforms and pretending to be police officers. This is designed to trick insiders into calling the police and making them desperate.

Usually, the people imprisoned there are victims.

Of course, this refers to general circumstances.

In a few cases, people paid to get in, such as a crazy woman.

This is Zhang Cuiping. Someone paid Liu Defu to look after her.

When Liu Defu saw Zhang Cuiping for the first time, cold sweat broke out on his back, but he couldn't resist the temptation of money and finally agreed.

He was very afraid of Zhang Cuiping at first.

It can even be said to be cowardly.

Of course, it is normal to be timid when facing a mentally ill person or a madman.

However, the reason why Liu Defu was so timid was not because the other party was mentally ill.

He was under great psychological pressure, so great that one day, when Zhang Cuiping whispered a few words to Liu Wei and stared at Liu Defu with vicious eyes, Liu Defu could not bear it anymore.

His mind suddenly collapsed, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he dragged Zhang Cuiping towards the shore of the reservoir.

While dragging the car, he kept muttering about what happened in the past fiercely.

Until finally, Zhang Cuiping was thrown into the water by the other party.

“Plop!”

A sound of splashing water was heard, and Zhang Cuiping's shadow disappeared without a trace.

Liu Defu stood there in a daze, muttering to himself.

"A madman, no one knows, no one knows."

"She's dead, she's definitely dead, she's dead, she's dead. Good death!"

Liu Defu felt that Zhang Cuiping was dead.

He really wanted the other person to die.

But according to Murphy's Law, the more a person hopes for something, the farther away it will be from him, and things with a lower probability will tend to happen.

So, Zhang Cuiping survived.

She had a lame leg and was acting crazy all day, rummaging through garbage cans for slop to eat.

Until later.

The other person who was rummaging through the trash can stood in front of her, stunned, and asked tentatively.

"Sister-in-law?"

My name is Zhang Hongliang.

As my name suggests, I do have a loud voice.

In the first half of my life, I was very successful and was a boss.

I still remember that I was a boss at that time. I responded to the policy and did some business. At that time, no one in the surrounding area dared to look down on me.

I made a lot of friends at that time.

I drank and chatted happily with these friends, and I treated these people as brothers.

In the end, it was all in vain.

I went bankrupt.

I was set up and owed a huge sum of money, an astronomical figure.

I couldn’t even get paid for my factory wages, so I had to leave with nothing.

In an instant, I went from being a powerful boss to a street dog.

In fact, I was worse than a dog at the beginning.

At least, at that time I couldn't let go of my pride and rummage through the trash can like a dog, or show my teeth to my fellow dogs for a little slop.

But people always get hungry.

When people are hungry, they don't care about anything.

I was often hungry.

So, before long, he became a homeless person.

My creditors are always looking for me. I run into them occasionally, but when I do it is always very difficult to resolve the situation.

That's the reality.

It won't give you a second chance, and even if it does, it won't be my turn.

I became a complete homeless person with no chance of turning my life around.

I still remember that it was the Spring Festival in 1989.

It was also the time when I was a homeless person for who knows how long, living in a daze.

I'm used to keeping my head down, I've seen a lot of feet, heard countless voices of disgust, and even seen spit being spat in front of me with my own eyes.

Self-esteem?

Haha, how can a homeless person have self-respect?

Stay alive, at least you can still be alive, right?

I live with this attitude, living simply for the sake of living.

Until the day of the Spring Festival.

I knocked on a door, and two faces appeared inside.

Dirty hair blocked my face, and the filthy stench spread all over my body, as if I was marinated. I was exposed in front of the other person like this, but I had long been accustomed to it.

He took out a porcelain bowl, weighed it, and asked the other party if he could have some leftovers.

The two people looked surprised. The woman went to serve the food, while the man looked at me.

He looked at me for a long while, then suddenly asked, "Boss Zhang?"

I paused, looking at the other person in surprise.

The man's face was full of surprise, his eyes full of shock, "Boss, why do you look like this!?"

I felt a little embarrassed, thinking back to past encounters with my creditors.

I asked, "Are you an employee of my factory?"

"Yes, I worked there for a few years. When I didn't have money for my child's schooling, you gave me three months' salary in advance!"

Liu Wei spoke subconsciously, his eyes still scanning me.

I'm a little ashamed.

But now, what else can I be ashamed of? Self-esteem? Or anything? Nothing.

It is a rare thing that people have to go to employees' homes to beg for food.

I was silent for a long time, then asked, "How much do I owe you?"

"I'll write a note and try to get it back to you later."

Money.

This thing is truly amazing.

I don't like owing money, and even now, I always want to pay it off.

I thought the other party would ask for a high price, but unexpectedly, "It's cold outside, but it's warm at home. Come home and warm yourself by the fire."

Liu Wei greeted me cheerfully and pulled me into his home.

He didn't mention the money. Instead, he asked his wife to cook a bowl of dumplings for me.

Of course, New Year’s Eve dinner is not just about dumplings.

After the meal, Liu Wei said, "Stay here to celebrate the New Year. It'll be warm at least."

I stayed.

When I left the next day, Liu Wei gave me a lot of dry food. I knew that the other party was actually in a very difficult situation.

Until I left, he still didn't mention the money.

I was tired from walking, so I opened a piece of cake.

As I flipped the pancake, a few scattered banknotes fell out.

Not much, but not less.

Three hundred dollars in total.

I didn't say anything and ate the cake in silence. As I was eating, I don't know why I started to cry.

To be honest, that New Year’s Eve dinner was the most delicious meal I have ever had in my life.

What lobster and abalone.

What king crab steak and beef.

None of these can compare.

These are the best delicacies from land and sea.

I relied on this lingering feeling to continue surviving for many years, and during this time I also paid off part of my debt.

Until one day, I suddenly met someone again.

I asked in surprise: "Sister-in-law!?"

Oh, I figured out the reason why my brother and sister-in-law were crazy.

The reason is somewhat similar to the mythological stories of the East.

Among them, there is an allusion called. 'Rabbit.'

(End of this chapter)