In the evening, Lou Qingyu had just told her grandmother about this month's income, and Li Hongmei put down her chopsticks and took out a small cloth bag from the room.

Untie the knots, and the fragments of loose money are neatly placed inside, which is the remuneration for Li Hongmei's usual sewing and mending manual work.

"Grandma doesn't earn as much as you, take these with you, and go to your cousin's aunt's house tomorrow morning, don't make it difficult for your cousin. ”

Lou Qingyu's aunt was also one of the victims that year.

Because Lou Qingyu's family helped her, Lou Zhenyu came to the door to borrow money, but he agreed without saying a word.

However, after borrowing money three times and twice, the amount became larger and larger, reaching as much as 80,000 or 90,000 yuan.

When Aunt Tang found out that something was wrong and contacted Li Hongmei, as soon as the two parties communicated, the uncle's borrowing money from outsiders was known to Lou Qingyu's family, and Shun Teng also knew that Lou Zhenyu was addicted to gambling.

"Grandma, you keep it, I have it here. ”

In the slightly dim light, the girl with delicate eyebrows shook her head, and gently pushed away the loose money handed over by the old man, looking a little stubborn.

"Qingyu, take it!"

Li Hongmei's voice was slightly raised, and the face of the old man, who had always been kind, was a little solemn at the moment, "Although your aunt didn't urge us to remember the old love, we can't be like this, we must pay back what we owe to others as soon as possible, otherwise, our hearts will never be at peace." ”

Although Li Hongmei has read few books and understands the principles of superficial and simple, her principles and life wisdom have invisibly influenced girls all the time.

"Got it, Grandma. ”

Lou Qingyu lowered his eyes slightly, and his thick black eyelashes staggered on his eyelids like black butterflies, covering a faint shadow.

Li Hongmei sighed silently, "Grandma knows that you are filial, and I am waiting for you to make money in the future so that Grandma can enjoy it." ”

"Yes!" the girl's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was beautiful and eye-catching.

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"Ding"

The elevator door slowly opened, and a slender and tall figure walked out from within, carrying a black school bag, the corners were a little damaged, and the zipper was a little cracked.

In the quiet hallway, the sound of a man and a woman arguing resounded throughout the floor.

The voice came from the crack in the innermost iron door, and every word came to Lou Qingyu's ears very clearly, and the female voice was Lou Qingyu's aunt.

"Liang Minghui, what are you talking about, you... Are you still human?"

Immediately, a male voice full of anger sounded, "Why am I not human, our family has borrowed for so many years, confiscated the interest, didn't rush to ask for it, just pay back a little money every month, Lou Xiaoli, don't you want to think about your son?!"

Liang Minghui frowned, and there were several documents on the table, full of unfamiliar English letters, and the two seemed to be arguing over them.

Lou Xiaoli trembled her lips and glanced down at the innermost closed door.

She remembered that a few hours ago, the family sat happily on the sofa looking at the notice sent from the ocean from country M, and bit her lip, "Then what do you do with Qingyu and the second uncle, Qingyu is not yet 18 years old, and the second uncle is old, you..."

The voice is getting lower and lower, and there seems to be a rope in my heart that is being pulled by two parties, on one side is the smart and motivated son, and on the other side is the uncle who was kind to her family when she was a child.

At that time, if it weren't for the living second uncle, that is, Lou Qingyu's grandfather, who gave her a bowl of rice to her father, how could she still exist now.

"I borrowed this money for five or six years, and I didn't confiscate the interest, and I didn't rush to ask for it, the kindness of a bowl of rice should be repaid, don't forget, if the house your uncle lives in now is sold, the money repaid is enough for Xiaowen's tuition for half a year..."

Hearing the man's words, Lou Xiaoli looked at her partner in disbelief, and seemed to see the face of the person beside her again, "Liang Minghui, you..."

That's the only place for Qing Yu and her uncle!

Since losing his position as a bank executive a year ago, Liang Minghui's attitude towards himself has suddenly changed, although it is only a small detail, but how can women not know their sensitivity.

In the past, Liang Minghui would consult and even listen to his own opinions on big and small matters at home, but now, it is good to be able to inform her afterwards.

"Of course, if your uncle doesn't know how to sell it herself, you can transfer it directly to me, and I'll help her..."

In his forties, he wore a pair of black-framed glasses, was well-dressed, maintained his figure well, and was an elegant uncle when he was released, but the philistine and ruthlessness in his words betrayed his true face.

"Smack!"

A loud slap interrupted Liang Minghui's remaining words, and the crimson slap print appeared on his greasy face, crooked his black-rimmed glasses, a little embarrassed.

Liang Minghui obviously didn't expect Lou Xiaoli to behave like this, the green tendons on his forehead jumped up, he held his glasses with one hand, and pointed at Lou Xiaoli angrily with the other, "You shrew, rude and unreasonable... It's me who has been able to put up with you for so many years, and you think you're still..."

It's like being angry by a rooster.,Blushing and crowing in the house.,It's annoying to be in such a posture.。

"Oh, is it?" Lou Xiaoli's expression was a little indifferent.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of Rory, those sweet words before marriage seemed to have been frozen to the bottom, and only chicken feathers remained, "Anyway, I won't go to my uncle, I will find a way for Xiaowen's tuition." ”

Liang Minghui rubbed his face, snorted heavily, the corners of his mouth pulled up, and his tone was a little sarcastic, "Can you think of any way, do you think you are still that bank executive?"

After Lou Xiaoli left the bank, she couldn't find any suitable job because of her age, and now she can only work as a cashier in a private company.

But this cashier job is not easy to do, the boss does not trust her very much, and only asks her to deal with some small expenses and collections, so the salary is not much.

Inside the house, the door closed with a "snap" from Lou Xiaoli, ending the quarrel.

In a shadow around the corner of the door, the girl standing against the wall had cold eyebrows, thick eyelashes covering the black eyes, and the brightness of the eyes was completely gone, full of loneliness that could not be concealed.

The middle-aged man walked out of the house with a curse in his mouth, "This stinky woman, all her heart has gone to her uncle's house, and her son's future is gone..."

Venting like a force, the door slammed into the door frame with a screeching sound.

The footsteps faded away, and the girl around the corner slowly walked out, staring at the iron door with dark eyes for a while.

Unspeakable thoughts shrouded her heart, clenched her palms slightly, and quietly turned around to leave here, her back seemed a little heavy.