Siheyuan: Through Sixty Bright Life

"Dad, stop hitting..."

Yan Jiecheng borrowed 50 yuan, which turned into [-] yuan in ten days, which pushed the Yan family into the abyss in one fell swoop.

Yan Bugui couldn't beat him anymore, he shook his head angrily when he saw Yan Xiecheng whose pants were all wet.

"Yan Jiecheng, this debt is owed by you, you should find a solution yourself!"

"Dad, didn't you say to help me pay it back?"

"I'll pay you back with a fart?"

"Aren't you paid?"

"I paid the money to help you pay off your debts. Our family can't survive. Do you let the whole family drink the northwest wind?"

"Dad, you heard it too. Those people will come to get the money tomorrow. If they don't pay, they will really cut my fingers."

"Cut it and cut it, one finger for 500 yuan, I think it's worth it."

Seeing Yan Bugui's ruthlessness, Yan Jiecheng felt that he might not be able to pass the test this time.

The four mothers asked Yan Jiecheng to go back to the house and change a pair of pants, which smelled too much.

The Yan family was covered in dark clouds, and the whole family was so sad that they even forgot to eat dinner.

These people dare to do anything, and they can't afford to provoke them, let alone Yan Jiecheng borrowed their money.

That is to say it was stuck on by dog ​​skin plaster.

Don't even think about not paying back the money.

Yan Bugui said that he could take 20 yuan out of his salary, and let Yan Jiecheng figure out the remaining [-] yuan.

Yan Jiecheng said that Yu Li had no money. At this time, Yan Pugui became impatient and threw the books on the table at Yan Jiecheng.

"You son of a bitch, it's your father's best ability to help you pay back twenty. If you want our family to die with you, then you can wipe us off first, and all my money is yours!"

Yan Bugui looked at Yan Jiecheng's angry look, he really wanted to deny him his son.

Yan Jiecheng came out with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He went to Yu Li to find a solution, otherwise, life at home would be impossible.

Yan Bugui suddenly fell ill because of this incident. The family had no money, and he needed to spend money to buy medicine when he was sick.

The fourth mother went to Guan Yiye to borrow money, and the uncle gave five yuan, and then he told the fourth mother to ask her to borrow money from Guan Zhuzi.

Reminded by the uncle, the fourth mother went back and told Yan Bugui that she had borrowed five yuan from the uncle, and then the uncle asked her to borrow money from Guan Zhuzi.

Just gave five yuan, Yan Bugui felt very uncomfortable.

"Why did the uncle have the nerve to take out the five yuan?"

The uncle earns more than 80 yuan a month. When the mother is here, they can live comfortably, and the uncle saves a lot of money.

But his family had a life-or-death incident, and the uncle gave him five yuan, which was too expensive for Yan Bu.

"Old man, at this time, it would be nice to borrow from you, and you still expect others to help you repay the debt."

"It takes a long time to see people's hearts. I don't think anyone in this compound has a good heart. They are all eager to see my jokes."

"Then it doesn't matter if Zhuzi borrowed money?"

"The old man's move is so strange. He knows that I have a bad relationship with Zhuzi, but he still asks me to let him borrow money. Isn't that trying to make fun of me? I'm not as good as he wants!"

"Then what are you talking about? People will come to get the money tomorrow. If you can't get it, those people will dare to do anything."

Yan Bugui couldn't bear to take care of He Yuzhu, so he had no choice but to go to the uncle again.

When Yan Bugui went to the uncle's house, he wiped his tears.

"Grandpa, please save me. Those people will come back tomorrow and say they can't afford forty, so they... cut off Xie Cheng's finger."

"Bugui, this matter can't be left to them, they have to call the police!"

The uncle originally planned to send Yan Bugui to He Yuzhu, but Yan Bugui turned around and came back to him.

Yan Pugui is really cunning and cunning.

"No way, those people are terrible. If we call the police, I think our old Yan's family will be in great trouble."

"You say that Xie Cheng is the same, what kind of money is not easy to borrow, how dare you borrow usury."

The old man is afraid that Yan Bugui will come to borrow money. He Yuzhu owns his house now, and Yan Bugui has to repay his salary. Under such circumstances, it may be difficult to turn around in the future.

Unless his family has treasures, selling an old thing may slow down life.

But I thought again, if there were old objects, they would have sold them long ago, and they could still keep them until now.

Therefore, he really took the money and borrowed it out in vain.

Seeing the uncle sitting there without saying a word, Yan Bugui knew that the money was not easy to borrow.

However, apart from He Yuzhu, the richest man in the yard is the uncle.

It's just that He Yuzhu couldn't borrow it, and he couldn't get rid of that face. At any rate, the uncle still had friendship with him, so there was still some hope.

It's just that the uncle just didn't open his mouth, Yan Bugui was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Grandpa, you are in charge of this yard. In the past, when everyone had troubles, you came forward to help. Now that I am in trouble, you can't just ignore it!"

Yan Bugui put a high hat on the old man, and he couldn't refuse what the old man said.

"Bugui, I can lend you this money, but you also know that emergency is not helping the poor, I can only help you once, and you will have to figure out a way for yourself in the future."

If you don't borrow money today, Yan Bugui won't leave.

The old man wants to save face, even if he is not willing to borrow it, Yan Bugui forced him to lend him 20 yuan.

Yan Bugui borrowed 25 yuan from the uncle, and there was still 15 yuan left. Thinking that the gang would come to get the money tomorrow, Yan Bugui went out to borrow money without losing his old face.

He ran all over the courtyard and only borrowed five yuan, and there was still ten yuan short. He really couldn't make up the money, so he hoped that Yan Xiecheng and Yu Li could get the money together.

Yan Jiecheng didn't get any money from Yu Li, and was scolded by Yu Li.

Yu Li also didn't know that Yan Jiecheng borrowed usury, so she was angry that Yan Jiecheng lied to him, and kicked Yan Jiecheng out of her house.

Yan Jiecheng came back disheartened, Yan Bugui saw Yan Jiecheng's appearance, and knew that the money matter was useless.

He secretly scolded Yan Jiecheng for being a wimp, and he had to figure out a way for this matter.

Chapter 222 Why Do You Need So Many Bicycles?

Yan Bugui couldn't borrow money, so he could only pawn things, but the family didn't have any valuable things to pawn.

The only thing worth the money is this permanently new car.

But he has to ride a bike to work every day, and there is no car, so he has to walk to work.

Yan Bugui doesn't want to sell the car.

It's just that this month's salary will be paid on NO.15, and it will only be on the [-]rd tomorrow, so I can't wait for the time.

No way, Yan Bugui could only sell the only valuable bicycle in the family.

He doesn't care about He Yuzhu borrowing money, but he thinks the most suitable person to sell the car is He Yuzhu.

The only one in the compound who can afford a bicycle is He Yuzhu.

Yan Bugui waited at the door for He Yuzhu to get off work, and after a while, He Yuzhu really came back.

Yan Bugui pulled He Yuzhu to the window of his house, "Zhuzi, what do you think of my car?"

Seeing Yan Bugui's expression, He Yuzhu knew that he was going to sell the car.

Since he took the initiative to sell the car, the price is up to him.

"The car is okay, probably new."

"Zhuzi, if you think it's good, I'll sell you this car."

"Fourth Master, I have a car, why do I need so many bicycles?"

"Just buy it. The second uncle doesn't have a car. You buy one for the second uncle to ride."

In fact, He Yuzhu was also planning to buy a second-hand car for He Daqing.

The old man likes to take a walk in the countryside, and he is tired from walking far away, that is to say, to the nearby Xiaowangzhuangzi and Badagong Village.

He Yuzhu wanted He Daqing to help him find out who had old things for sale along the way when he went out for a walk, and he could come to collect them directly.

Thinking of this, He Yuzhu said unhurriedly, "Fourth Master, you also know that if you have money, you don't buy half a year's leisure. I bought a bicycle purely to help you."

"Zhuzi, thank you, Fourth Master, but let me tell you a price for this car, how much will you pay for it?"

"Basically new, maybe sixty."

"Pillar, it's low, I bought it for more than 200 yuan..."

"Haven't you been riding for two years? I'll give you a [-]% new one. It's because they live in our compound. Is it okay for you?"

The fourth master thought about it and knew that no one else in the compound could afford it except He Yuzhu.

Don't sell him, sell it to a bicycle repairer, and the price will be lower.

In the end, Yan Bugui gritted his teeth and agreed that 60 would sell the car to He Yuzhu.

The car was pushed away by He Yuzhu, and Yan Bugui saw that the car belonged to He Yuzhu, so he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

He Yuzhu put the car under the window, found out the lock at home and changed the car lock.

After getting the car, He Daqing rode the bike for a walk when he saw nothing to do, and it was really fruitful after walking for a few days.

He Daqing went to Xiaowangzhuang in the morning, and actually met a family with old objects.

He Daqing went back and told He Yuzhu about the house with the old objects. Taking time, He Yuzhu went to Xiaowangzhuang and went directly to the house He Daqing mentioned.

The old man at home took out a string of red necklaces, and He Yuzhu activated his collectibles identification skills and saw that it was Baoshan Nanhong, which was red agate.

There are a total of one hundred and eight, all plump and round.

He Yuzhu remembers that the collection value of Nanhong in modern society is also soaring, even surpassing jadeite and jade.

And 150 million pieces of this kind of beads have been sold in the market.

He Yuzhu took the necklace for ten yuan, and after a while, a group of people came to the yard.

The uncle in the blue coat saw the beads in He Yuzhu's hand and asked, "Young man, do you take this?"

"do you have?"