(I met the target yesterday, and I will keep my promise today. I am not a [fraudulent] believer!)
Most of the days that followed were like this. In Jiang Wumei's eyes, Lao Jia was not like an ordinary person, but more like a singer and prophet of destiny.
He could predict almost every thought and action of Xiao Chengshi, and then resolve them with ease.
In this scam woven by Lao Jia, Xiao Chengshi grew up honestly.
He really felt that the world could live well without lies, because all the bad things were kept out of the house by Lao Jia's lies.
On the eve of the college entrance examination, Lao Jia was picking up other people's empty beer bottles in front of a barbecue stall. He heard a table of guests talking about their children being the top scorer in the college entrance examination last year. He stared at the man for a long time with envy in his eyes.
It was not until the man was so scared that he drank the wine and gave him the bottle that he sighed, took the bottle and left.
After returning home, looking at Cheng Shi studying at the table, he said nothing and just sat beside him.
Cheng Shi felt that Lao Jia was a little strange, so he asked, "Old man, what's wrong? Have you never picked up anyone else?"
Lao Jia sneered and said stubbornly, "How is that possible? I picked up the most, 44. Lao Liu, who was the slowest, picked up 10 at most, and they were all my leftovers."
Jiang Wumei listened on the roof and nodded with a smile. Indeed, Old Liu picked up 44 and Old Jia picked up 10, and they were all leftovers by other people.
Oh, by the way, we have to add the one that was handed over by the number one scholar’s father.
"Why, are you worried that I won't do well in the exam?"
"Don't think about it. Just take the exam as usual. No matter what you do, you'll be better than your father."
"I think so, too."
"You kid..."
Lao Jia patted the table, and the father and son burst into laughter.
Later, Cheng Shi was going to school, but his family had no money.
Lao Jia was so worried that he didn't even go to the park. He wandered around his house for three days and finally knocked on the door of the woman named Sun while Cheng Shi was at school.
When the woman saw Lao Jia coming, she welcomed him in with surprise.
Lao Jia sat on the sofa in silence for a long time, and the first two words he said were: borrow money.
The woman was stunned, walked into the bedroom, lifted the bed sheet, took out a few stacks of cash from the bed, put them in her bag and placed it in front of Lao Jia.
"It won't take that much... I can't afford it either."
The woman pursed her lips and smiled bitterly: "This is all yours, you don't have to return it."
"What I give away is no longer mine."
The woman was angry, pointing at Lao Jia and cursing: "If you let out even a little bit of your skills, Xiao Shi would suffer for ten lifetimes. Why don't you dare?"
Lao Jia touched his forehead and sighed.
"Cheaters don't die well, gamblers don't have a good end, look at me, this is my end, people should be honest, don't let him touch these dirty things."
"You've enjoyed half your life, and now you want to let a child suffer with you?"
Lao Jia was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief and said, "He is not suffering."
The woman was obviously annoyed by his proud expression. She pointed at Lao A in a bad mood, but she didn't curse him in the end.
"Okay, okay, he's not suffering, but I am. How much do you want to borrow?"
"20,000 is enough for four years of tuition. You can earn your living expenses yourself. I'll write you an IOU."
"Can you write?" The woman sneered, her eyes showing disdain.
“…” Lao Jia opened his mouth but said nothing.
She stared at him for a long time, finally sighed, picked up a piece of paper and started writing. After she finished, she skillfully took out a brand new box of ink and handed it to Lao Jia for him to put his fingerprints on.
Lao Jia was really illiterate. He looked at the incomprehensible document and only recognized the zero written on it. He counted it ten times to make sure there was no extra zero, then nodded and asked with a smile:
"You're not asking for loan sharking, are you?"
The woman said angrily, "Are you going to sign it or not? If not, you won't get a penny."
Lao Jia hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and pressed his fingerprints.
When the woman saw him sign, her eyes lit up, she snatched the document away, held it to her chest with joy on her face, and walked into the house, not even caring about the "guest" in the house.
"Take it yourself, leave by yourself, and get out of here. I'm annoyed when I see you."
Lao Jia sighed and took out 20,000 yuan, not a penny more.
Jiang Wumei was lying on the roof eavesdropping and was very curious about what was written on the paper. So one day, when the woman surnamed Sun was strolling outside the door, he pried open her safe, took out the document and took a look at it.
The content is actually very concise, it says:
Old Jia owes Sun Yuying RMB 100 million. If he can’t pay it back in this life, he will pay it back in the next.
Jiang Wumei was amused when he saw this. Who would use Arabic numerals when writing an IOU? Once someone tampered with it, like Aunt Sun did, adding countless zeros at the end, it would be impossible to explain when the time came to settle the bill.
But in a moment he couldn't laugh anymore, because he found that from the moment he laughed out loud, the clown was no longer Lao Jia but himself.
He resisted the urge to tear up the sour-smelling receipt and stuffed it back in one piece.
Then it was time for Cheng Shi to go to college. The father and son said goodbye at the school gate. Cheng Shi embraced his new life, but Lao Jia did not leave.
Perhaps because he was worried that Cheng Shi could not support himself by doing odd jobs, he found a place to live in a nearby village in the city and secretly did odd jobs to save some money for Cheng Shi. Although it was not much each month, based on Jiang Wumei's estimation of Cheng Shi's living expenses, it was enough and just right.
Until one day before Cheng Shi graduated, Lao Jia had an accident.
When he was returning home at night, he suddenly fell down on an empty street. Jiang Wumei watched this scene while squatting on a tree and dared not move.
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