Lai Wenye didn't come out, but Song Wan'er appeared first. She walked straight up to Jiang Jinxiu and said, "Jinxiu, did you come to see me? I knew you wouldn't really be angry with me. We've been best friends since we were little."
Zhang Xiaolan looked at Jiang Jinxiu with a worried expression.
Jiang Jinxiu noticed her gaze and gave her a grateful look.
Then, she extended her palm to Song Wan'er:
"Song Wan'er, I'm here to ask for money back. From childhood to adulthood, you've borrowed a lot of money and tickets from me, and taken a lot of things, and you've never paid them back."
Let's not talk about the past, let's just talk about the period when I was sent to the countryside.
Let's say you have 150 yuan, including all the money and other items.
"Pay back the money. You know the amount is at least [amount], not more."
Jiang Jinxiu spoke casually, as if she were still considering his feelings, which made Song Wan'er furious, but she dared not show it.
"What? Pay back the money?" Song Wan'er looked at Jiang Jinxiu in disbelief. She grabbed Jiang Jinxiu's hand and said, "Jinxiu, aren't we best friends? We grew up together. It's too formal to say this."
She had asked Jiang Jinxiu for a lot of money and took a lot of things from her before, and had never paid them back.
Jiang Jinxiu let her do whatever she wanted and never said a bad word about her.
They and Liu Jianjun were neighbors since childhood, and her and Liu Jianjun's parents had always worked for Jiang Jinxiu's mother.
The three of them have been playing together since they were little.
However, Jiang Jinxiu is simple-minded and basically does whatever she is told.
Whenever she said she was out of money or liked something, Jiang Jinxiu would share it with her.
Gradually, she started keeping all the money her parents gave her and kept spending Jiang Jinxiu's money.
She will have everything that Jiang Jinxiu has.
Anyway, Jiang Jinxiu is rich, and her parents spoil her.
But why are they suddenly asking her to pay back the money?
"Jinxiu, did someone say something to you? We're best friends."
Jiang Jinxiu pulled her hand back and said bluntly, "Sister? Have you ever treated me like a sister? More like an ATM."
You eat my food, use my things, and spend my money. I haven't used a single penny of yours.
Look at what you're wearing and what's on your feet—aren't they all paid for with my money?
Comrade Liu Jianjun also owes me 150 yuan, but I won't hold the previous ones against him.
"If you don't pay me back, I don't mind writing to my mother and having her go to your house to ask for the money."
She saw it; Liu Jianjun was peeking through the window, too afraid to come out.
When the people around first heard that it was 150 yuan, they were stunned and thought that Jiang Jinxiu was asking for an exorbitant amount. But after hearing what she said next, they slowly came to their senses and looked Song Wan'er up and down.
No wonder Song Wan'er's family wasn't well-off, yet she had so many nice things.
It turns out that Song Wan'er and Liu Jianjun are so shameless that they use Jiang Jinxiu's products for everything.
Moreover, Liu Jianjun had never been seen to give Jiang Jinxiu a kind look before.
Jiang Jinxiu used to follow Liu Jianjun around, and everyone thought that Jiang Jinxiu was shamelessly pestering him.
After all, Liu Jianjun had once told everyone that he liked Song Wan'er.
Song Wan'er and Liu Jianjun's image instantly became negative in the eyes of the public.
The way everyone looked at Song Wan'er changed.
"Give us our money back! If you don't, call the village chief, the team leader, and the Party Secretary. If that doesn't work, call the police!" a villager said indignantly.
Feng Aiguo felt that Song Wan'er and the others had disgraced the educated youth. Looking at her, he whispered and scolded, "Quickly return the money to them."
Then another educated youth was sent in to call Liu Jianjun out to return the money.
Song Wan'er stood there helplessly, almost bursting into tears.
When she spent Jiang Jinxiu's money, she never thought about paying it back.
The borrowed money had long been spent; her family wasn't as wealthy as Jiang Jinxiu's.
She had only saved 80 yuan since she was a child, which was all she had, but it wasn't enough to pay Jiang Jinxiu back.
If Jiang Jinxiu really writes back, not only will she have to repay the money, but her parents' jobs will also be in jeopardy.
Her parents didn't love her as much as Jiang Jinxiu's parents.
She'll be beaten to death.
She didn't know what to do, and tears streamed down her face: "Jinxiu, you know my family's situation. I don't have that much money right now. Can I pay you back later?"
Song Wan'er wasn't as pretty as Jiang Jinxiu, but she wasn't far off either. Some people couldn't bear to watch her delicate, tearful appearance.
“Jiang Zhiqing and Song Zhiqing don’t have money, so let her pay it back when she has the money.”
Jiang Jinxiu blinked her beautiful eyes; she knew that someone was taking pity on her.
Jiang Jinxiu looked at the crowd and indeed saw a hint of pity in the eyes of many of the men.
The speaker was a dark-skinned young man whom she didn't recognize, who was looking at Song Wan'er with a face full of pity.
People don't feel the pain unless the needle is pricking them.
"It's not impossible to pay it back later. We can write an IOU with ten yuan in interest every month until it's all paid off."
"Ten yuan?!" Song Wan'er screamed. When everyone looked over, her tears flowed even more freely. She accused Jiang Jinxiu, "You're robbing me!"
Jiang Jinxiu shrugged fearlessly: "Then pay me back now."
“Jiang Zhiqing, you’ve gone too far,” the young man continued to defend him.
Jiang Jinxiu looked at the young man and reached out her hand to him: "Why don't you pay her off for her? 150 yuan, give it to me?"
"Okay, I'll help..." Before the young man could finish speaking, his wife grabbed his ear and dragged him away.
"Help? Help what? We're not even related, where would you get the money to help? Do you have money hidden away? Hand it over! She's a vixen, paying back debts is only right, does crying mean you don't have to pay back? She never cried when she was spending money..."
From afar, I could still hear the woman's cursing; her words were crude, but her reasoning was sound.
The woman's words awakened many people present.
Jiang Jinxiu still felt some gratitude towards women.
Looking at Song Wan'er's tearful appearance, she felt a chill in her heart; she truly lived up to her reputation as a hypocrite.
Or, as women say, a "vixen"?
She's been working in the countryside for so long, yet her skin is still so fair. I wonder how many men she's fooled into working for her with that look.
But none of that matters to her; all she wants right now is money.
“Song Wan’er, I am now married. Household expenses are high. If you don’t have money, you can use goods to pay for it. If you don’t have goods, you can take work points. I don’t mind.”
Jiang Jinxiu spoke with added force this time, because there were still people eavesdropping.
"Oh dear, why is it taking so long to get some money? Comrade Liu Jianjun hasn't come out yet. Captain Feng, could you help me urge him?"
Jiang Jinxiu looked at Feng Aiguo, the leader of the educated youth team, and said.
Feng Aiguo nodded and turned to call for help when Lai Wenye came out with a stack of 100-yuan bills: "Here, this is for me and Liu Jianjun, a total of 180 yuan. He said that because you were so heartless, he will never like you again. If you are bullied, don't come back to him crying."
Jiang Jinxiu knew who he was referring to when he said "he". She looked up at the window and said loudly, "Who would care about his affection? My Xichen is a thousand times better than him. He would never bully me."
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