I also didn't realize from my original memory that Jia Zhang was a shrewd, unreasonable old woman in the village. Could it be that Old Jia is not dead, there is a man in the family, and she has not evolved yet.
Could it be that Jia Zhang learned the art of summoning the undead from the previous incarnation of this body? That's too crazy. I'm so unlucky to be born into such a thing.
Jia Youcai, whose face was distorted, heard the visitor Jia Zhang speak: "Little, little sixth uncle, when will you pay back the money you owe us? Your nephew Jia Gui has returned, and the factory has stopped working. Everyone has returned, and the city is ravaged by war. The price of food is rising day by day, and we can barely make ends meet."
After hearing what Jia Zhang said, Jia Youcai almost vomited blood. He thought that the debtor was here to collect the debt. Why should he pay back the money owed by his previous life?
After thinking about it carefully, I realized that I only owed Jia Gui's family five dollars.
(Due to the current chaotic currency system, with legal tender, silver dollars, and copper coins on the market, the timeline is tight. The first generation of 1955 coinage will be released in two months. For ease of reading, the following text will be uniformly revised to the currency after 1955, with a ratio of 10,000 to 1.)
Jia Youcai is so confused. With such little money, he can't even make ends meet. This is a lie. Jia Gui works as an electrician in a steel rolling mill, earning dozens of yuan a month. If he loses these five yuan, he will starve to death.
Jia Youcai rolled his eyes, curled his lips, and yelled at the neighbor in the next courtyard, "Jia Gui, Jia Gui, nephew, you're back! You're really capable! You asked your wife to come to the elders' house to collect debts so early in the morning. You're really capable! If you have the guts, you can do it yourself.
Why is it that when my father, your sixth grandfather, was alive, he helped your family a lot? If my father hadn't taught you to read, you could have learned a skill in the city. Oh, now you have a skill, a job, and make money. When I borrowed a few dollars from your family, they came to collect the debt. Jia Gui, feel your conscience, doesn't it hurt?
Why don't you come over to my house and take a look. If you have anything valuable, you can just move it home. If you really don't want it, I'll sign a contract with your family and work as your beast of burden, okay?"
After the sarcasm and ridicule, Jia Youcai felt relieved all over. How could this shameless scoundrel feel good about himself?
Jia Gui hid behind the door and grimaced as he listened. Jia Dongxu rolled his eyes. He had never seen such a person before. When borrowing money, his words kept changing in different ways, but when it came to paying the money back, he acted like a big boss, being unreasonable and loud.
It's all because of that woman Jia Zhang. She just talked about a few dollars and thought it was a way to avoid disaster. It was good enough that she didn't bring disaster to her family.
It's too late to hide from this little ancestor, and he has to get close to him and make trouble.
Now that he was gone, there was no way he could get the money back, and he was also being ridiculed. Jia Gui had no choice but to leave.
Jia Gui looked at Jia Youcai, who was leaning against the door with slumped shoulders, smiling with squinted eyes, with messy hair, loose clothes, patches on patches, and looked dirty.
He smiled and said, "Sixth Uncle, please don't be so formal. It's all because of this woman who doesn't understand. She made me come to you by myself to ask for money. It's just a few dollars. Don't take it seriously. If you have money and remember your nephew, give it to him. If you don't have money, just think of it as your nephew's filial piety to you. Okay?
Don't bother with this woman, I'll deal with her later.
If Sixth Grandpa hadn't taught me how to read and write, I, Jia Gui, wouldn't have had a life like this. How could I have come to your house to collect the debt? If the news got out, the people in the village would have called Jia Gui ungrateful and an ungrateful person.
It's cold, you should go back and rest. I'll go back and deal with this stupid woman. Come to our house for lunch later. This will be my apology to you as your nephew. Is that okay with you? "
Jia Youcai looked at Jia Gui with some surprise. This old Jia was quite nice. He spoke well and had good manners. No wonder he was able to come to the city to learn a craft and find a good job.
Don't underestimate him, there are no such people in TV dramas.
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