Wang Qiang gradually calmed down and his mind started working. It was already afternoon, and he needed to pay back the money he had borrowed. He looked at Zhao Yue, who was standing there dumbfounded.
“Go home and take your passbook. Go to the savings bank and withdraw 100 yuan. We need to pay back the money we owe our brother. We can use the rest for emergencies.”
Zhao Yue thought about how all the family's savings had been gambled away, and the only household expense was Wang Qiang's salary this month, which was less than 15 yuan. Where was she supposed to get 100 yuan now?
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go back to get the money!" Wang Qiang urged her again when he saw that she wasn't moving.
Zhao Yue opened her mouth as if to tell the truth, but in the end she didn't dare to speak. She could only lower her head and leave in a hurry. She wanted to go out and borrow something to get through the current predicament first.
After his wife left, Wang Qiang looked at the two of them apologetically and said:
“I’ve heard about what happened this morning from others. It was my wife’s fault. I’m bringing her to apologize to you.”
"Why should I apologize if you didn't do anything wrong?" Qiao Xiaoni asked.
Wang Qiang sighed: "She is my wife, and I am her husband. She did something wrong. As her husband, of course I have to take responsibility and apologize to you."
Qiao Xiaoni thought Wang Qiang was a good person, much more reliable than Zhao Yue when facing problems.
Su Chenhao: "She is her, and you are you. Don't try to compare the two. We've become friends through a fight, so I'll just consider what happened before as history."
Don't worry about it. Just focus on taking good care of the baby in the hospital. Everything will be alright.
Wang Qiang was moved to tears. Those who helped him in crucial moments were his brothers. He regretted what he had done in the past, but at the same time he felt a little relieved. If he hadn't caused trouble, they wouldn't have become friends after their fight.
...
Zhao Yue's situation was terrible. She had just returned home and hadn't even had a chance to go inside when she was blocked in the alley by debt collectors. Two men, looking very lewd, stood on either side of her, preventing her from leaving.
"Brothers, please give me some time. I haven't raised the money yet, so I don't have any to give you right now. But I will pay you back as soon as I raise the money."
"I hear this several times a day. Do you think I'm as easy to fool as a three-year-old?" the fat man said, then waved his fist, stopping an inch from her chest. Seeing her panting and rising and falling, he really wanted to touch her.
"Brother, we're here to do serious business today," the skinny man reminded him, afraid that the fat man's lustful thoughts would delay their plan to collect the money.
They come to collect debts in order to earn commissions. If they don't get the money, they won't have any income for the day. They still have wives and children to support. If they don't pressure them, where will they get the money?
Zhao Yue crossed her arms and said, "I really don't have a single penny on me right now, please forgive me! I'll definitely give it to you as soon as I raise the money. I'm Wang Qiang's wife, how could I be short of your little bit of money?"
Although the interest rate wasn't high, her severe drug addiction was too much to bear. According to her own account, she already had over 100 yuan in gambling debts. It was impossible to pay them off anytime soon. Worse still, her child was in the hospital, and the hospital fees and deposit money were still unpaid.
The fat man saw a flash of gold around the woman's neck, quickly reached out and pulled it off; a thin gold chain landed in his hand.
"You have no money, yet you're wearing a gold chain. You're really trying to fool me like a three-year-old."
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