"You should call back yourself."
After Jiang Yue finished speaking, she ignored Qin Xiang.
Seeing that Jiang Yue continued to busy herself and ignored her, Qin Xiang was so angry that she almost cried.
"I have no money."
The money Jiang Yue had given her was all stolen by that old woman and old man. When she ran away, she only had a few yuan left, which she had sewed into her clothes. If it weren't for those few yuan, she wouldn't have been able to get here at all.
Upon hearing that Qin Xiang was out of money, Jiang Yue looked at her in surprise.
"Didn't you borrow fifty or sixty yuan from me? How come you don't have any money now?"
"What loan? It was clearly Jiang Yue who gave it to her," Qin Xiang immediately retorted.
"Isn't that the money you gave me? You said I didn't have to pay it back."
Upon hearing this, Qin An retorted sarcastically.
"You're really shameless. Fifty or sixty yuan is two months' wages for a worker these days. Jiang Yue is just being polite by lending it to you, and you actually took it seriously."
Upon hearing this, Qin Xiang burst into tears, looking at Jiang Yue with a sorrowful expression.
"Jiang Yue, I will pay you back this money, but I don't have any right now. Could you lend me some more...?"
Every time she asked Jiang Yue for a favor, Jiang Yue would lend her ten or twenty yuan. She would say she would pay it back, but she never really intended to.
"If you want to go back to the capital, I can buy you a ticket. But if you're here, I don't have any money to lend you."
Jiang Yue knew that Qin Xiang's goal was to get into the cultural troupe, and that there was no way she could return to the capital now.
If Qin Xiang were to return to the capital, the commune would immediately find out, and her family would send her to the countryside.
"Jiang Yue, how did you become like this..." Qin Xiang looked at Jiang Yue with a face full of disappointment.
Jiang Yue knew perfectly well what kind of things she would encounter when she went back.
Jiang Yue had promised to help her before. But now, Jiang Yue had forgotten all those words.
If Jiang Yue didn't lend her the money, she would be finished. The little money she had wouldn't last more than a few days.
What should she do?
"I will definitely repay you. Jiang Yue, you invited me here, you can't just abandon me..."
Despite Qin Xiang's complaints, Jiang Yue's expression remained cold.
Qin Xiang felt increasingly uneasy. Could it be that Jiang Yue knew about that matter because of her?
No, impossible. Jiang Yue could never know.
"Qin Xiang, if you want to borrow money, show some respect. Write an IOU and clearly state when you'll repay it," Qin An said from the side.
She had long since realized that this person with the same surname as her was no good. Since she was going to borrow money, she needed to be clear about the details.
"Write down the money you borrowed from me before, otherwise I won't lend it to you."
Qin Xiang was stunned when she heard Jiang Yue's words.
She had previously borrowed over sixty yuan from Jiang Yue. If she were to borrow again now, she would have to borrow at least twenty yuan more, which would mean she would have to write an IOU for over eighty yuan.
Qin Xiang gritted her teeth in hatred. After tasting blood in her mouth, she desperately suppressed her anger and said...
"I wrote."
Qin Xiang followed Jiang Yue into the house.
When she saw the furnishings in the room, her eyes welled up with tears of jealousy.
Jiang Yue had previously said that conditions in Xiangcheng were very harsh, and there was nothing there. But what she saw now was a beautiful tablecloth on the coffee table, the cabinets were full of things, and there were candies and fruits on the table.
These kinds of foods are only available to them during the Chinese New Year.
And those dozens of kilograms of meat in the yard earlier—they only eat that a few times a month, that's enough to feed them for a year...
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