It must be said that Mo Yan spoke very softly, but her words were extremely insulting.
Cheng Yongzhi felt as if he had been stabbed again and again.
"Mom, no matter what, I'm still your son. Can you calm down?"
Mo Yan nodded. "Yes, I'm calm. Let's go."
Mo Yan picked up Cheng Yongzhi and dragged him along the ground.
It's more convenient to drag it around; you can just pull it along.
Mo Yan didn't care about any stones she encountered along the way.
As long as she didn't get hit, that's fine.
Mo Yan dragged him for about an hour before they finally arrived in town.
Cheng Yongzhi himself was covered in injuries.
He felt like his buttocks no longer belonged to him.
Indeed, it was already a bloody mess.
When Mo Yan arrived at the place where they were playing cards, she found that it looked like a very ordinary internet cafe.
It's an internet cafe, and it looks quite legitimate. There's a sign that says you need to show your ID card to get in.
Just as Mo Yan was about to take it, Cheng Yongzhi spoke up. "Mom, you can't take it. You have to say we came here to play video games."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan exclaimed, "Oh, there's a secret code!"
After finding out, Mo Yan took out her phone, sent a text message explaining the situation and the code.
Recipient [The emergency number I received via SMS; I only found out about it from TikTok.]
Mo Yan gave the password, and soon someone led them inside.
It's two hours from here to the county town, which means Mo Yan needs to handle things here within two hours.
Here, Mo Yan saw several familiar people, all from the village. One of them was the original owner's nephew. They were all carrying money from their families and telling their families that they had come out to work.
They'll go back after the New Year and say they didn't make any money. They're really something.
"Auntie, what brings you here?"
When the person arrived, they had barely opened their mouth when they saw Cheng Yongzhi's half-dead state. Shocked, the man covered his mouth and asked, "Auntie, what happened?" [The term "aunt" varies across the country; it refers to one's father's older or younger sisters, one's mother's, and sometimes even "second aunt."]
"Oh, I dragged him here. It's alright. Where's the owner?"
Mo Yan looked around the place. There were more than a dozen tables here, with different games. If you didn't have money, it didn't matter. They could borrow money, the kind with high interest rates.
The boss heard the commotion and came over. When he saw the person on the ground, he almost didn't recognize them. Was that a person? No way!
"Ma'am, what's the matter?"
The original owner was a worrier old lady with many white hairs. Wearing the blue cloth clothes of this place, the sense of that era immediately came to mind; calling her "auntie" was perfectly appropriate.
“He lost money here, borrowed money from loan sharks, and then your people came to my house to collect the debt, saying they were going to chop off his hand.”
The boss nodded, looking disdainful. "Is there a problem? Paying back debts is a matter of course."
The boss thought Mo Yan was going to throw a tantrum, but to his surprise, she remained calm.
"That's right, it's only right to pay back debts, but usury is illegal."
Furthermore, his debts and repayments are none of anyone else's business. The problem lies in your hiring of people to scare my daughter-in-law and granddaughter.”
After finishing her sentence, Mo Yan walked directly to the table next to her and sat down. "What do you think we should do about this?"
"Old lady, you're being a bit arrogant. I'll teach you a lesson: when you get old, you have to accept it."
The boss clapped his hands, and immediately many people arrived.
Mo Yan didn't care at all, looking at them, "Don't say that Auntie is bullying you. Auntie can do it with one hand."
After speaking, Mo Yan placed one hand behind her back.
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