Chapter 177: Two Good Guys

Liu Chuanfeng looked at the gray-haired, hunched "old man" in front of him, and couldn't believe that this person was the high-spirited second uncle back then.

I haven't seen him for ten years, and he has grown old like this!

Liu Chuanfeng remembered that when he was a child, he often played behind his second uncle, who was still a high-spirited and dreamy young man at that time.

Now his face has long lost the sharpness of the past, his forehead is full of wrinkles, his eyes are glazed, he walks hobbly, and he looks twenty years older than his actual age.

When Liu Chuanfeng walked into the second uncle's house, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, there was almost no light in the cramped hut, the house was damp and damp, and his nose smelled a musty smell and a strong smell of herbs.

"Where's my aunt?" Liu Chuanfeng stood at the door and asked hesitantly, there is really no place in this house.

The second uncle looked around the corridor for a while, and after confirming that he didn't see anyone, he closed the security door, and muttered, "I went to the vegetable market to sell vegetables." ”

As he spoke, he bent over and walked towards the kitchen, muttering as he went:

"Originally, I was going to go with her, but in the past two days, I have made a mistake again, and I can't straighten my waist...... You sit, just find a place to sit. ”

The second uncle walked casually on the sofa, pulled on his slippers and continued to boil herbs.

Liu Chuanfeng put his luggage by the door and reluctantly found an open space to sit down on the sofa.

His eyes finally got used to the dim light, Liu Chuanfeng looked up and looked around, only to see that the furniture in the room was dilapidated and messy, and the corners and sofas were full of all kinds of dirty clothes and sundries.

It can be seen that the second uncle's life is hard and hard, and he doesn't even have time to clean up.

In contrast, although his own family is also poor, his mother tidies up the house every day.

"Uncle, what's wrong with your back injury now?" Liu Chuanfeng looked at the second uncle who was squatting on the ground and burning the stove and asked.

The second uncle fell from a high altitude while working in the factory, broke his waist, and after receiving tens of thousands of yuan in compensation, he became an unemployed idler, and he could only make a living by doing a small business on weekdays, but he couldn't do heavy work - looking at the situation at home, he must have had a very unbearable life over the years.

Thinking of this, Liu Chuanfeng couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The 80,000 yuan owed in the account may be the second uncle's life-selling money.

The second uncle poured the boiled herbs into the bowl, sniffed them with his nose, and sighed: "What else?" Hold on to it without dying. ”

After speaking, he took a big gulp.

Liu Chuanfeng was silent for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Uncle, the 80,000 yuan that my father owes you, I will pay you back as soon as I have the money." ”

The second uncle looked at him in confusion: "Eighty thousand yuan? Didn't you pay it back a year ago? ”

Liu Chuanfeng was stunned, "Returned?" Who's going to pay it back? ”

The second uncle slowly sat down on the chair and said, "A few days before the Chinese New Year, two people came to my house and asked me how much your father owed me, and I said 80,000, and the person asked me to take out the IOU, take out 80,000 cash directly from my bag and throw it on the table - didn't your mother let them come?" ”

Liu Chuanfeng shook his head, if there was such a thing, his mother would definitely explain it when he handed over the account book to him.

"Those two people? What does it look like? Liu Chuanfeng asked puzzledly.

The second uncle took another sip of herbs, tilted his head and recalled: "A young man with long hair, white and clean, speaking in a crepe manner, quite polite. There is also a black man, with a big bald head, who wears a single shirt in winter, not tall, very imposing, and stout like a fire hydrant. ”

Liu Chuanfeng instantly understood that these two living Lei Feng who paid off his debts were Brother Hai and Big B.

"Did they say anything later?"

He didn't say anything, took the IOU and left. When the man left, he glared at me fiercely, saying that I am not allowed to trouble your family again in the future, otherwise I will break my legs - Ah Feng, you have a conscience, I have never embarrassed your mother and son in the past few years, right? Tell the good man and tell him not to come to my house again. ”

The second uncle said pitifully while holding the bowl. It seems that Big B's intimidation has left a serious psychological shadow on him.

Liu Chuanfeng hurriedly explained: "Second uncle, don't worry, that person is not a bad person. ”

The second uncle nodded reassuringly, and looked at the fire in the stove with two stunned eyes.

Liu Chuanfeng pondered for a while and said, "Second uncle, did they just give you back 80,000 yuan?" Have you ever raised interest with them or something? ”

"What kind of interest do you mention, that man looks like a fierce god, I see that his pants are going to pee, how dare I mention any interest."

The second uncle said with palpitations.