Chapter 6 Debt Collection

Ye Jiao quickly followed her with a kitchen knife in hand. With her short hair, round eyes and rough skin, she looked like a sly creature.

Ye Qinglan turned around and glanced at her: "Stay at home."

"How can this be? How can Master Qing go to collect the debt without a little brother to pave the way? That would be too shabby. I, Xiao Jiao, will pave the way for you."

As he spoke, he waved the kitchen knife.

The lackey did his job very well, and the little boss automatically turned into a little boss.

Ye Qinglan rubbed her head with his hand and said gently: "You have short legs and run slowly."

Ye Jiao: “…”

"Sister~~"

"It's no use even calling me ancestors."

In an instant, Ye Jiao's mouth pouted like an oil kettle.

Yang Wenying also wanted to go, and suggested getting a few people from the factory to go together, as having more people would help boost courage.

Who knew that Ye Qinglan would say, "You are holding me back." and then he opened the door and went out.

Ye Qinglan walked about a mile and pulled the truck that was waiting at the four-way intersection. Her hidden little bodyguard was waiting in the driver's seat.

It took the truck nearly two hours to reach Daniu Village.

Even though it was her first time here, she didn't need to ask for the address. She switched to the driver's seat, drove the car around the village for a half circle, and found the location of Old Lady Ye and the others accurately. However, the sound of the truck attracted the attention of many villagers.

At that time, at the Ye family, Ye Song was discussing the marriage of the director of the supply and marketing cooperative with Old Mrs. Ye.

He was afraid that Old Lady Ye would become suspicious because of the high gift, so he only said that the gift was 150 yuan.

Ye Shujuan was unhappy when she heard this. Who was she looking down upon with 150 yuan? When the daughter of an accountant in the village got married, the husband's family would give 200 yuan as a betrothal gift. But she only gave 150 yuan? That was too cheap!

Ye Song glanced at her with disdain in his heart. What does an accountant's daughter look like? Don't you have any idea what you look like?

I was too lazy to argue with her about this, so I just said to Old Lady Ye:

"Grandma, the dowry the Cai family gave was not much, but they were on rations and they were the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. What good things could they not get from the supply and marketing cooperative? By the time we got married, we had a bicycle and a watch, and they would even try to get a TV. How rare is a TV? There is not even one in our entire village.

There is also their eldest son-in-law, who works at the Lingcheng Youth Office. The Cai family said that in the future the eldest son-in-law will help get their son and daughter-in-law to work in the city. If my aunt marries there, what will she get, a job and a household registration?"

Ye Shujuan was very attracted by the big cakes painted by Ye Song, but Mrs. Ye always felt that he was not holding back.

Her grandson was a mean guy. When the second oldest was still alive, he came back to celebrate the New Year one year. Because the New Year's gift money given to Ye Song was not as much as in previous years, this kid directly blew up his bicycle tire.

Shujuan is usually not nice to this guy, how could he care so much about Shujuan's marriage?

“Boom boom boom—”

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

Ye Lao Da's wife went to open the door and saw a strange lesbian. She asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"Ye Qinglan!"

As the man spoke, he pushed Ye Lao Da's wife in and told her to close the door.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lao Da's wife became furious. It turned out that she was the damn girl who had hurt her son!

As she closed the door, she shouted inside: "Mom, boss, there are thieves!"

As soon as she shouted, she heard the sound of banging inside the Ye family's house as someone searched the house.

The comrades in the truck shook their heads, wondering what kind of people they were.

Ye Song was holding a bench in his hand and thought it was a thief. When he saw it was Ye Qinglan, he was stunned and said angrily: "Ye Qinglan, how dare you come to my house?!"

And he came alone, and the next second the stool swung over.

However, before the stool hit Ye Qinglan, it was thrown away by the snake whip and fell to the ground.

The whip seemed to come alive and was then put around Ye Song's neck, feeling cold. He lowered his head and only had time to see something that looked like snake skin before Ye Qinglan pulled the whip in front of him and took him into the main room.

"What are you doing! Let go of Xiaosong!"

"You are a heartless little girl!"

“…”

The whole family was talking to each other, which gave Ye Qinglan a headache.

"Shut up! I'll strangle him to death if you keep talking nonsense!" He increased his strength a little, so that Ye Song subconsciously tried to grab the whip around his neck with his hands, but he couldn't pull it free. His breathing was blocked, so he had to stick out his tongue.

The sound in the house stopped abruptly.

At this time, Ye Qinglan held the whip in one hand and took out a list from his pocket with the other:

"In May 1977, you borrowed 20 yuan from my home. In June 1977, Ye Shujuan took a pair of leather shoes from my home... On October 2, 1979, Ye Song and Ye Shujuan took four kilograms of apples, two kilograms of mooncakes, two kilograms of sugar, and one kilogram of meat from my home. I have calculated the money for you for the food you ate and the clothes you wore. The total amount you have to pay back is 390 yuan!"

Mrs. Ye was just about to say you were dreaming when she said:

"The coat that Ye Shujuan is wearing is mine, and the shoes she wore when she went to my house yesterday are also evidence. If you don't return the money to me today, I will beat Ye Song's legs. Don't even think about going to the police, my people are blocking your door, just try and move."

What a joke, eating what’s in their stomachs and then asking them to give it back, isn’t that a joke?

Crying, making a fuss, and then hanging herself, this is Old Lady Ye’s specialty!

She immediately sat down on the ground, closed her eyes, slapped her hands on her legs, and began to cry about having no money and saying that Ye Qinglan was unfilial and blah blah.

Ye Qinglan didn't want to see her act, so he put his arm around Ye Song and whipped Ye Shujuan, saying, "If you cry, I'll whip her!"

Ye Shujuan was in so much pain that she hugged her arms, screamed and hid far away.

Old Mrs. Ye stopped crying.

Then she looked at Boss Ye: "Ye Rukun, you don't want your son to be disabled, right?"

Ye Rukun certainly doesn't want that. He only has this one son and he expects him to be successful and to take him to a good life.

But where did he get the money? The old woman managed all the money in the house.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ye Qinglan kicked Ye Song's leg, and Ye Song fell to his knees.

She stepped on Ye Song's leg, causing him to sweat profusely due to the pain.

Ye Rukunsi had no doubt that she would break her son's legs in the next second. Where on earth had this damn girl been in the past few years? Why was she so ferocious like a female demon? !

Ye Qinglan: "60, 59, 58..."

After the three sounds, Ye Rukun quickly grabbed Ye Shujuan and strangled her neck with one hand. His movements were so fast that it seemed as if he had not been injured yesterday.

Both Old Lady Ye and Ye Shujuan were stunned by his action.

But Ye Rukun was sober now, and he turned to threaten Old Lady Ye, saying that if she didn't pay back the money, he would strangle Ye Shujuan to death.

Old Mrs. Ye wanted to pull Ye Rukun away, but Ye Rukun's wife blocked her in front and would not let her get close.

When she counted to 20, Mrs. Ye had no choice but to go back to her room to get the money.

Ye Rukun and his wife always thought that the family could not afford such a large amount of money, and they might have to give Ye Qinglan some extra food. Although they had received a lot of money from Yang Wenying in the past two years, and had received a lot of gifts from their daughter who married them two years ago, the family's food and drink expenses were high.

The old woman was reluctant to let her daughter suffer any injustice, so she provided the best food and drink at home, and the three of them also benefited greatly from it. Otherwise, they would have rebelled long ago.

But I didn’t expect that the old lady could actually take out 390 yuan at once!

Seeing so much money coming out at once, Old Lady Ye was heartbroken. She was unwilling to give up and started to discuss again: "Lanlan, we are all family. No matter what, I am still your grandmother. I cannot justify your family not being filial to me. You want less than 90? Then 90 is your family being filial to me, okay?"

Ye Qinglan snatched the money from her hand and said, "Don't be shameless. Look at the living people in my family. Who has the obligation to be filial to you? Besides, are you worthy of it?"

Then he left Ye Song behind and swaggered out of the Ye family's main hall.

Old Mrs. Ye was so angry that she fell backwards.

Ye Rukun wanted to attack her when she turned around, but she seemed to have eyes on the back of her head and turned around to whip him.

When Ye Qinglan came out, the neighbors on both sides were looking around.

She took a quick look, then opened the truck door and got in but did not leave immediately.

Through the courtyard wall, she saw Old Lady Ye beating and scolding her eldest son, scolding him for being conscienceless and strangling his own sister.

Ye Shujuan was also crying, cursing her elder brother and her elder sister-in-law.

Ye Song and his mother are looking at the wound on their knees.

But the scene soon changed to that of Boss Ye and his family of three forcing Old Lady Ye to take out money for them to treat their injuries, and the family was in chaos.

On the way back to the city, bodyguard Comrade Xiao Chen asked: "Aren't you worried that they will report you to the police station?"

After asking, he felt stupid again. Although he didn't know Ye Qinglan's true identity, a comrade who needed protection at such a young age must be either an important talent or a hero. No matter which one it was, if he met someone like the Ye family, it would not be a big problem to go to the Public Security Bureau.

"What are you worried about? When we get to the police station, we have to sort out the right and wrong. But if they want to argue, they have to see if I give them a chance."

Ye Qinglan wiped his whip and said, "I will go to the post office tomorrow morning and return the car."

"good."

After a while, they reached a four-way intersection and she got off the bus and walked back.

When she went out, no neighbor noticed her, but when she came back, she ran into the hostess of Room 403 who was coming back from the toilet. There was no toilet in the room of the tube building, so if you wanted to go to the bathroom, you either had to leave the spittoon at home or go to the toilet in the yard downstairs.

Ye Qinglan nodded to her and opened the door. Ye Jiao and Yang Wenying were still awake, and they both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her come back in good condition.

When she took out a big ball after another, Ye Jiao's mouth was wide open enough to swallow an egg!

"Sister, you——"

She wanted to express her gratitude, but Ye Qinglan didn't give her a chance: "It's too late, you all go to bed first, and we can talk about it tomorrow. I'll sit for a while and then go wash up."

Yang Wenying: "Why don't you go wash up now? The bathroom is dark. I'll go with you."

"No, Mom, you go to bed first. I'm not afraid of the dark."

What does darkness mean? She had spent many days in a small dark room of three square meters. According to Commander Xie, the number of days she had spent there was equal to that of Xiao Gu. Xiao Gu, Xiao Gu, I had never seen him, but I had heard of him many times from other people.

It was already early morning, and Yang Wenying had to go to work the next day, so she and Ye Jiao went to bed first.

Ye Qinglan sat on a chair, propped up his face with his hands, and looked quietly at the wall near 403. The hostess of 403 was eavesdropping with her ears tilted up.