Chapter 504: Blood debts must be collected, and money debts must also be repaid
I know you don't have any feelings for Xiaojun and me, so I'll talk business instead of feelings." Wu Shanshan smiled lightly.
To her, the person in front of her was no different from a stranger.
The only difference is that Wu Shanshan doesn't understand strangers, but she understands them.
"My dad could have lived a few more years, and if he had lived longer, you could have earned more money. I think you know better than me why he can't figure it out. It was all Zhang A-mei's fault. Blood debts must be collected, and money debts must be repaid, right?"
Wu Shanshan glanced at the people in the room. When she mentioned blood debt, they didn't react, but when she mentioned money debt, their eyes lit up.
After Wu Jianguo passed away, Zhang A-mei didn't even come to inform them. It was Wu Jianmao from the factory who helped to notify them today.
To be honest, the Wu family did not want to make trouble, but they knew that Wu Jianguo and Zhang A'mei had been emptied out long ago and there was no money left at all.
"Your father's money has long been squandered by that Zhang A'mei. Zhang A'mei only earns a few dollars a month from odd jobs and has to support her daughter. If your father wasn't under the management of the factory, I'm afraid they would have to ask us for the money for cremation. So even if we make a fuss, we won't get any benefits." Wu Shunda said bluntly without beating around the bush.
Wu Shanshan grinned and nodded:
"It seems that you don't want money, you just know that Zhang Amei doesn't have any, so you're afraid of working for nothing. So how about I not let you work for nothing?"
Wu Shunda was also one of those who failed to fill in the shift, so he is now unemployed. When he heard that he was not working for free, he frowned and said:
"How much do you offer?"
Wu Shanshan stood up and pointed at the cakes on the table.
"Let me see your level tomorrow. If your level is high, you can eat cakes like this every day for ten days or so."
A few people looked at each other and started to calculate. High-end pastries cost five yuan a box, two boxes cost ten yuan, and eating them for ten days would cost a hundred yuan.
"What if we do the job but you don't pay us?" Wu Shunda, who was not stupid, asked.
"Do you have a choice? You won't lose anything by going, and others will think you are a loving family! What if I really give you money because I'm happy?" Wu Shanshan raised her eyebrows and looked at them with disdain.
"If you say you want to do business, you have to pay a deposit at least!" Wu Shunda felt that what Wu Shanshan said made sense, but he had an idea in mind.
"No, it's up to you whether you want to do it or not. I just don't want to dirty my clothes. If there is no quarrel tomorrow at noon, Xiaojun and I will go and make a quarrel ourselves, and then you guys will have nothing to do with it." Wu Shanshan didn't buy his tricks.
After saying that, she waved to Wu Jianmao's second son, Wu Shunquan.
After Wu Shunquan walked over, Wu Shanshan quietly handed him two yuan and told him to do one thing when he went to make a fuss tomorrow. If he did it, he would get three yuan more. If their family did not go to make a fuss, she would not take the money back.
Looking at the money in his hand, Wu Shunquan nodded quickly: "Okay."
Wu Shanshan glanced into the room and Wu Shunquan nodded to show that he understood.
After Wu Shanshan left, the Wu family asked Wu Shunquan what Wu Shanshan wanted to talk to him about. Wu Shunquan replied:
"She told me to go too, it would be better if there were more people."
Wu Jiazhen started to discuss:
"Shun Da, I think she came prepared this time. We said we would wait until Zhang A'mei received the funeral expenses. Looking at her attitude, the money may not fall into Zhang A'mei's hands." Uncle Wu Jianmao rolled his eyes and discussed with his son.
State-owned factories will provide six months' salary as funeral expenses. After deducting expenses such as cremation, urns, and cemeteries, the remaining amount will be given to the family, which is also a considerable amount of money.
(The data here comes from the oral accounts of the elders, and is about the situation in the city where the elders lived in the late 1980s. It is not the actual data in Jiangsu. Please do not worry about the different situations in different places and factories.)
Wu Shunda nodded quickly: "Dad, you're right. I know she's a college student and has a good brain."
"Even if he's not very smart, he can still go to college and make a lot of money! I'm afraid it's not earned legally." Old Mrs. Wu said.
"Mom, who cares whether her origin is legitimate or not! Just give us the money. This is a one-time deal. How can we still think about her money in the future if she is so cruel?" Wu Jianmao said to his mother.
"That's right! Then let's go tomorrow," asked Old Lady Wu. She was sick some time ago and after a long period of treatment, she finally felt better.
"Go, just like Wu Shanshan said, there's nothing to lose anyway. Let's make a scene first. If she doesn't give us money, we'll wait until they go to the factory to collect the funeral expenses, and then make a scene again. We'll be able to get some money back anyway." Wu Jianmao made up his mind.
"Okay." Wu Shunda agreed.
Then, Wu Shunda got busy and went to buy some linen and paper money. Early the next morning, the family went to Wu Jianguo's home.
Zhang A'mei has not yet recovered from Wu Jianguo's death.
Normally, if something happened, there would be neighbors to accompany her, but no one in this alley wanted to pay attention to her, and others did not dare to come because of the way Wu Jianguo died, so now Zhang A'mei is the only one at home.
When her ex-husband died, the matter was handled by his family, so she didn't know how to deal with these things. Fortunately, the factory had made arrangements. Because the death at home took more time for the police station to confirm, the memorial service was scheduled for the fifth day after the death.
The factory asked her for some detailed opinions on the arrangements, but she just shook her head. There was no one else at home, so the factory took the responsibility and just asked her to go there that day.
Zhang A'mei wanted to go back to her parents' home, but her family thought it was unlucky and told her to wait until the 15th of the lunar year, otherwise her family would be in trouble.
She cried at the door: "I'm scared! I'm scared! As soon as I entered the house, I felt like the whole room was filled with shadows, and it felt like Old Wu was hanging there! I'm scared!"
Everyone was horrified by what they heard and pushed her away.
She had no choice but to go home, lie on the bed, cover herself with the quilt, and shiver.
I was so hungry that I got up, found a few biscuits in the biscuit jar and swallowed them with tap water.
To go to the toilet, she had to pass through that door, but she didn't dare go through it, so she would rather run to the public toilet outside the alley.
Early in the morning on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, she finally fell asleep, but she heard crying in her ears. She was so scared that her hair stood on end and she huddled in the quilt, not daring to move.
Similarly, the crying alarmed people in this alley and the next alley.
It was just dawn and the sky was thick with fog. Although everyone was awake, no one dared to get up and look.
I heard that the ghosts that appear at this time are the most powerful.
Everyone just asked each other: "Did you hear anyone crying?"
I felt relieved only after receiving the other party's affirmative answer, for I was afraid that I was the only one who heard it.
The only thing that remained calm was the Lin family's courtyard.
Li Yiming received a call from Wu Shanshan and knew that there would be trouble recently, so he sent his wife and children back to her parents' home, sent his mother and grandfather to Yuesheng's dormitory to stay temporarily, and stayed at home himself.
When Yang Qiuyan's family heard that Aunt Li and Grandpa were living in the dormitory, they made room for them to stay there as well.
There are only Song Ying and Lin Wufeng in the Lin family.
Dongzhe has been with Wu Jun these days.
Lin Wufeng asked Song Ying to live with Huang Ling, but Song Ying refused. She said:
"I have to help! I took a special leave because I'm a union member."
"Who are you helping?" Lin Wufeng laughed at her.
"Needless to say, just help the employees openly and help Shanshan secretly." Song Ying tilted her head and looked at Lin Wufeng proudly.
"Okay, okay, my versatile deputy director of the trade union!" Lin Wufeng couldn't do anything with her.
"Besides, I have to report the situation to Sister Ling at any time!"
"I don't think there's any need to report it. If she could miss this good show, I don't think even Director Zhou could stop her."
At this moment, the two people in bed also heard the crying and were listening with their ears pricked up.
"Son! You died so tragically!"
"Brother! Why did you leave when Mom just recovered from her illness? Why are you so depressed?"
"Second uncle! Second uncle! Why are you so miserable?"
"Zhang A-mei, you female accomplice! You are the one who killed my son!"
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Lin Wufeng and Song Ying both heard it clearly because they had received a call from Wu Shanshan, so they had an idea of what was going on.
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