Chapter 64: Poor family, let it rise
The door of Lao Zhu's house was closed from the inside, blocking the eyes of curious neighbors. Only sporadic sounds came, which were vague and unclear.
In the courtyard, the atmosphere became even more tense.
Under repeated questioning by everyone, Uncle Zhu finally couldn't hide it and revealed the entire truth.
"Dad, my son is also helpless. He only has a little money in his hand to buy wine and gifts for his friends and mentors, so he has to borrow usury. As for why it is so helpless to fill in the name of his second brother, My son still needs to take the imperial examination, this IOU If my name is on it, it will be a stain on my son's imperial examination. Who will be my guarantee for my son? Even if my son succeeds in the examination and is a scholar, with this stain, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to even be an official. Son, son, this Everything is helpless.”
Uncle Zhu Shouren said as he spoke, he knelt on the ground, walked a few steps on his knees, hugged his grandfather's thigh, and cried heartbreakingly.
The uncle's words clearly revealed himself and molded him into a Gou Jian who endured humiliation and shouldered heavy burdens for the sake of family rejuvenation!
“You still have the nerve to say it!” Grandfather’s face turned dark with anger, and his whole body started to tremble. He waved his hand and slapped the uncle hard on the face, “The whole family tightened their belts so that you can study. , tell me what evil thing you did!"
Uncle Zhu Shouren didn't hide, he slapped his grandfather hard, and his face was distorted.
"Dad, my son is doing it for the family!" Uncle Zhu Shouren cried even more sincerely after receiving this slap. "My son is also doing it to revitalize the family. Dad, my son has received a secret instruction from that master. Mysterious, my son can’t leave a stain, dad!”
The grandfather looked at his eldest son kneeling at his feet, his second son lying on a stretcher with a bloody leg, his two grandsons with angry faces, and his second daughter-in-law who wanted to scratch his eldest son into potato shreds. He just felt There were waves of weakness in my heart.
"Hey, this is still a future scholar, a future master of civil affairs. It is gratifying that Uncle Zhu has a son. The prosperity of your old Zhu family is not far away." Hengrou Fatty Pi Xiaorou Watching this farce without laughing , he said with all his heart, "However, you are the King of Heaven, and it is only natural for you to pay back your debts."
At this point, the smile on Fatty Hengrou's face disappeared and was replaced by a ruthless look. Jin, with a fierce look in his eyes, said There is a threat hidden in the words, "I don't care how much your family goes through, the money you owe me cannot be less. Now the payment is still 15 taels of silver. If I come back to collect it in three days, it will be 16 taels of silver. Come then." This is not the case It’s these people under me. If their ignorance of the importance of their actions exposes your future talents, don’t blame my men for being ruthless.”
After saying that, the fat man waited with a gloomy face. Let Lao Zhu’s family give you a reply.
15 taels of silver, how can the family have so much money now? Grandfather closed his eyes, feeling exhausted mentally and physically. After thinking for a long time, he walked to Fatty Hengrou and cupped his hands and said, "The family is unfortunate, let the little brother see the joke, I owe you Debts are repaid, Zhu also knows it. The family really can't raise 15 taels of silver today. Let's not mention the 16 taels in three days. Please come back tomorrow afternoon. We have prepared 15 taels of silver. Do you think so." br>
The fat man Hengrou grinned, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay, I'm not a hard-to-talk person. After all, we might still do business in the future. Okay, I'll bring someone over to collect the money tomorrow afternoon. .but ugly As the saying goes, it’s easy to negotiate if you have money. If you don’t have money, these unimportant brothers will have a bad temper.”
“Let’s go!” Hengrou Fatty said this and led his younger brother. To go out and leave.
At this moment, a young but firm voice stopped him.
"Stop!"
Everyone was in shock. When they heard Zhu Ping'an's voice, everyone was frightened. Hey, little ancestor, why did you stop him? Send this plague god away quickly. ah.
Fatty Hengrou was also shocked. What happened? He was going to regret it. It doesn’t take a little kid to say it!
"What?" Fatty Hengrou stopped, turned around and asked with a gloomy face.
Zhu Ping'an raised his head without any fear, looked at Fatty Hengrou for a moment, and said loudly with red eyes:
"He hurt my father and wants to leave without saying a word! Now! You also know that my uncle is the real borrower, But you injured my father!"
"It is natural to pay back debts. Although I am young, I have heard that blood debts must be paid with blood! It is your fault that you accidentally injured me. It’s your fault too, father!”
"You hurt my father and you want to leave like this?"
Hearing the questions from a little kid like Zhu Ping'an, Hengrou Fatty couldn't help but said with a sullen face, "Why, you still Do you want to pay with blood?”
“Xie’er!”
“Xiaoshe!”
The family is worried.
"I can't beat you now, so I'll let you pay with blood. But you have to give us an explanation. If you were injured for no reason, can you just let it go?" Zhu Ping'an struggled, and said The fat man looked at each other.
Zhu Pingchuan also stood up, stood next to Zhu Pingan, and looked directly at Fatty Hengrou with the same eyes.
The fat man Hengrou was stunned for a long time. He thought about what the storyteller often said: Don’t bully young people into poverty. Then he looked at the eyes of the little kid Zhu Ping’an and the boy next to him. He muttered something unlucky, and then He took out a sling of money from his arms and threw it on the ground.
Just throw it to the ground.
Zhu Pingan did not force the fat man Hengrou to pick up the money and hand it to him like the protagonists in some novels. He was joking. What kind of scene is this? Who is he? He can have this consistency. The monetary compensation is pretty good. If you force the fat man to pick up money again, come on, you are looking for shit!
A man's blood is indispensable, but he also understands that he who knows the current affairs is a hero.
The fat man Hengrou is gone, but the loan sharking issue is still unresolved.
My eldest uncle used Zhu’s father’s name to borrow money, which caused Zhu’s father to be beaten. The family must give an explanation for this matter.
Ms. Chen led her two sons and stood there, looking at their grandparents.
"Dad, my son will take the exam in a short time. He must not leave a stain! My son is also helpless. He is also doing it for the family." The eldest uncle hugged his grandfather's thigh and cried. shouting.
"Stop crying." Grandfather patted his uncle on the shoulder and sighed.
The uncle immediately stopped crying and began to sob. This made Zhu Pingan despise him. It was too despicable to use this method.
The afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth, staining the ground with mottled spots. The door to the Zhu family is open again! Zhu Ping'an's family walked out, each carrying large and small bags on their shoulders. Mother Chen and eldest brother Zhu Pingchuan were carrying a stretcher. The man on the stretcher who was beaten and bleeding without crying looked at the Zhu family courtyard with tears streaming down his face.
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!
It was also at this time that Zhu Pingan really understood this sentence!
"My adopted son, I'm sorry for you!"
No matter how sorry my grandfather is, no matter how much he sheds tears, he can't hide the fact that in order to preserve the uncle's reputation, for the uncle's imperial examination, and for the sake of Zhu Ping'an's family People have been separated! In other words, he was kicked out of the house! Father Zhu still has to bear the reputation of being a loan shark!
Two acres of paddy fields, five acres of dry fields, a few bags of grain, incomplete pots and pans, and a thatched house at the east end of the village that didn't even have a courtyard wall.
Being a farmer in the morning and ascending to the Emperor’s Hall in the evening.
The general has nothing to do with his appearance, but men should strive for self-improvement!
Looking at the Zhu family courtyard, Zhu Ping'an muttered silently, and then murmured to himself in a low voice, "Let the poor family rise." (This is the last plot. After writing this plot, the protagonist will grow up)
(End of this chapter)