Chapter 407: Snowballing Debt

Not long after Chu Qiankun left the Fei family, another group of guests came.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, the young man who took the lead shouted loudly: "Old Fei, waste, the distinguished guest has come to the door, and I don't know how to come out to greet him." ”

Fei Pengzhu's face was gloomy, like the sky before the storm in June.

"You Xiaojiang, what are you doing here? You are not welcome in my family. ”

"Tut, I said waste, in our Golden Ping, there is anyone I can't enter, I want to enter whomever house, I can go in. ”

You Xiaojiang flicked the cigarette in his hand into the distance, and even more sputum came out of his mouth.

Vulgar!

"Don't think that your father is the village chief, so you can be lawless. ”

Fei Pengzhu clenched his hands into fists, and the green tendons on his hands burst out.

"Waste, I'm lawless, what's wrong? I owe money to repay the debt, it's justified, I don't accept you to sue me!" You Xiaojiang shouted triumphantly and arrogantly.

A few followers behind him also smiled without scruples, and they didn't take Fei Pengzhu in their eyes at all.

"Little bunny, are you looking for a fight?"

Fei Baian carried a wooden stick and walked out.

"Yo he, the old man begging for food is also back, it seems that this begging day is good, he is white and fat, and his face is full of red light. ”

You Xiaojiang was used to being outside, and he was young and strong, so he didn't care about Fei Bai'an's warning at all.

The bad words on his lips kept stopping, and after scolding Fei Pengzhu, he was also unrelenting to Fei Bai'an, who was almost old, and he didn't mean to keep his mouth at all.

The left sentence begging, the right sentence begging, made Fei Bai'an's whole body tremble, and his beard stood up.

"Bastard boy, your father has to shout Uncle An when he sees me. There are brutes who have no one to teach them, and I don't want to teach you a good lesson. ”

Although Fei Bai'an is nearly seventy years old, he is vigorous all the year round, and a stick is also a few little ghosts who are beaten, and the ghosts cry wolves and flee.

After running out of the hospital, You Xiaojiang saw that Fei Bai'an did not chase him out, and shouted boldly again: "Old immortal, I am in a good mood today, I don't have the same knowledge as you, you wait for me." Waste, the master will give you two more days, if you don't get the money together, I will rip off your house. ”

After speaking, his waist was straight, and he walked away with a few followers with a high-spirited and hippie smile.

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"Tell me, what's going on, that little rabbit, why do you want to pay you back?"

In the end, when you are old, no matter how good your body is, it can't compare to when you were young, and the fierce toss just now, although it looks full of momentum, is actually not light.

Fei Pengzhu hurriedly helped Fei Bai'an to sit on the chair, poured a glass of water, and stopped talking, miserable.

"Say!" Fei Baian slapped the table and said sharply.

Fei Pengzhu was raised by him, although he is an uncle, he is actually similar to his father, Fei Pengzhu is afraid of him from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, I honestly told the reason for the incident.

This money was borrowed when the house was repaired last year, and when I borrowed it, it was a total of 50,000 yuan.

Who knows, this You Xiaojiang is very bad-eyed, bullying Fei Pengzhu for not being literate, and doing tricks on the IOU.

A simple loan has become a usury, and the monthly interest costs Fei Pengzhu 10,000 yuan.

He, a farmer who guards a few acres of land and pays honestly, can bear such a debt.

But in Huangjinping, their You family is the village tyrant, controlling the big and small things in the village, and they don't care about Fei Pengzhu's grievances at all.

Coupled with black and white, he has nowhere to go if he is reasonable.

As a result, this debt is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and it is impossible to pay it off.

"Didn't I send you 80,000 yuan a year ago?" Fei Bai'an said with wide eyes.

"I originally thought the same thing, so I went to him to discuss, and I didn't say anything good in person, saying that as long as I gave him 80,000 yuan, the account would be paid off. ”

Fei Pengzhu said aggrievedly, a big man, when he said this, there were tears in his eyes shaking.

"Isn't that good, give them the money, get the IOU back, just don't deal with them in the future, why is that kid still making trouble. ”

Fei Bai'an took a sip of water and stabilized his excitement.

"After returning the money to him that day, You Xiaojiang said that it was a last resort to force me to pay back the money, and he wanted to invite me to dinner and drink and apologize. As a result, after I got drunk, he didn't admit to paying back the money. ”

Fei Pengzhu's face was like constipation, and his eyes kept looking at Fei Bai'an, mainly focusing on the stick in his hand.

"You, you, it's really good to call you a waste, something that is not enough to achieve and more than to fail, such a little thing can't be done. ”

Fei Bai'an was so angry that the water cup in his hand fell to the ground, this kind of mistake can be made, I really don't know what to say.

Similar mistakes can be made twice, and the same loss can be eaten again and again.

"Don't be angry, whether he recognizes it or not, I won't pay him back a penny in the future. Fei Pengzhu said angrily while helping Fei Bai'an touch his back and straighten out.

"You're saying it's simple, you've repaid the money and someone else has seen it?

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"That's why Xiaoying took Xiaobao back to her parents' house?"

"Well, yes!"

"Hey, forget it, you don't care about this matter. I'll go find You Dajiang tomorrow, I think for the sake of me saving his father's life back then, and for the sake of me being his elder, I should be able to give some face. I asked him to talk to his son and give us back the IOU. ”

After speaking, Fei Bai'an let out a long sigh, bent over, and walked into the room, staring at the unpainted red brick wall in a daze.

The 80,000 yuan he sent back a year ago was the only savings he had over the years, and he now can be said to be empty and empty.

In Fu Province all these years, in that tea factory, with his craftsmanship, the daily income is actually quite good.

It's just that he earns a lot and uses a lot of money, and more money is spent on researching new tea art.

Moreover, there is another thing that has been pressed on his heart and has not been told to others.

When he came back this time, he said that it was because he was old and wanted to return to his roots, but in fact it was not the case at all.

Two months ago, the old director of the tea factory died unexpectedly, and the factory was taken over by his son.

The way of thinking of young people is very different from that of the older generation.

As soon as his son took office, he immediately abandoned the hand-roasted tea skills that had been used in the factory for decades.

bought a large number of tea-making machines and dismissed most of the tea masters, even Fei Bai'an, who was highly skilled, was not immune.

And in the eyes of his son, the factory director, at his age, there is no reason to keep him.

After leaving this tea factory, Fei Baian also wanted to rely on his skills and try to find something to do in other tea factories.

Unfortunately, the general trend of the entire tea-making industry is to abandon manual labor and use machinery instead.

These old men have no ability, but they are useless!

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