After a few days, the debt collector finally arrived.
Wang Ji Niang suppressed her reluctance and used the key to open the locked cabinet and took the money from the cloth bag.
I took them out and counted them, and was shocked!
"Old man, the money is missing! Someone stole it!"
Old man Wang heard his wife panicking and shouting that the money was missing.
Wang Ji stood dejectedly aside, his heart beating like a drum, and his face looked unnatural for a moment.
It's obvious that he is guilty.
At first, Old Man Wang didn't notice it.
"How much money is missing?"
"Two hundred is missing. Damn you thief, you're dead!!! We saved up for this for ages."
Wang Ji Niang was really devastated at this moment. How much money could a family have? They had to save as much as possible.
The money he saved was used to find a wife for his youngest son.
That’s more than half of the money gone, and I still have to pay it back.
Wang Ji Niang really felt like the sky was falling. How could anyone dare to do anything in his house?
Wang Ji felt extremely guilty and wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
How could he forget? He took the money from his mother's purse.
"Auntie, how could a thief be so kind as to give you some money after stealing it? I'm afraid he's a thief."
The guy with the crew cut couldn't stand Wang Ji's cowardly look.
Wang Ji's mother immediately turned to look at Wang Ji, the anger on her face was even more intimidating.
"Youngest, is it you..."
"That's enough!" Old Man Wang shouted, interrupting Wang Ji Niang's words.
There is no need to ask about Wang Ji's expression. Old man Wang still has some shame.
"Old woman, give him the money he owes!"
“But…” This is our final coffin book.
Wang Ji Niang was anxious and hesitated for a long time while holding the cloth bag. Finally, she gave the money to the man with a crew cut.
The younger brother took it over and counted the whole and small amounts carefully.
"Brother, this is only 168, still short of... um..."
I scratched my head and pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
"Old man, what do you say? We're still 32 short?"
The guy with the crew cut felt a little embarrassed to have a younger brother who couldn't even count money.
After ignoring it, he directly threw the problem to Old Man Wang.
Now the family has no money left.
In public, Old Man Wang felt as if his face was once again being thrown to the ground and stepped on.
There were many villagers watching the fun, but no one came forward to offer to lend them money.
After all, every family has its own poverty, so no one would be willing to borrow so much money.
Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd.
"I'll pay for the rest of the money!"
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