"Yingzi."

"Ximeng, why are you here?" As soon as Yingzi saw Lin Ximeng, a pair of dimples appeared on her face. She reproached, "I don't wear a scarf when it's so cold." ”

"And for the money." Lin Ximeng said. Yingzi smiled and went to say to a shopkeeper who was working: "Xiaomi, you go to the vegetable market and call Wei Ke back, saying that Ximeng is coming." When Xiaomi heard the boss's command, she ran away.

The shop guys all know Lin Ximeng.

"Ximeng, you sit inside first, Wei Ke will be back in a while. I can't accompany you. ”

"You're busy." Yingzi went to be busy entertaining guests. Lin Ximeng waited anxiously for Wei Ke. Then she felt that it was too cold.

Wei Ke came back with a sweaty face, and his two rough, dry hands were red from the cold. As soon as he saw Lin Ximeng, he asked, "Is it for money again?" She smiled helplessly and said, "Wei Ke, this time is not a small number. ”

"How much?"

"One hundred thousand."

"Nope."

"Wei Ke, good Wei Ke, just this once. For the last time. Because it's too urgent. Must be used by 8 a.m. next Monday. ”

"Nope. I don't open a bank. "What's wrong with Wei Ke? Lin Ximeng looked at his tense face and coaxed him with good words.

But no matter how she coaxed, Wei Ke just didn't speak. She had no choice but to call Yingzi. Yingzi understood at a glance and blamed: "Wei Ke, how can you treat Ximeng like this? Wei Ke said angrily: "She came to borrow 100,000 yuan, where can I get it for her?" ”

"That's your fault, you don't have to show this face. Besides, you give as much as you want, and Ximeng can't blame you. After Yingzi finished speaking, he blamed

"Really", he was busy greeting customers again. Wei Ke glanced at Lin Ximeng and said, "It's not me who said you, and the red star is not yours, what money are you borrowing from him all day long?" If it's yours, I'll sell this small restaurant and give it to you too. Ximeng, I really don't know what evil ...... you've fallen into."

"That's it! All right! Stop it! Won't I borrow it? I'm leaving! Lin Ximeng walked out angrily, and Yingzi didn't know the inside story, so she had to be stunned.

On the way back she cried. I never thought that the place I felt most hopeful to borrow would be empty.

Back at the office, she called out one phone after another. She searched for almost all of her friends, and even had to open her mouth to borrow money with a cheeky face.

Just hear one

The word "no" seems to have been slapped in the face. For Fan Tianfu, she lowered her head high.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock on Sunday night that Fan Tianfu came back from outside. As soon as I entered the door, I asked her how she was doing.

She told the name and number of each person she had borrowed. Yang Junman lent them 20,000 yuan, and her husband Zhao Yizuo resigned to start a foreign trade company on his own.

When Fan Tianfu heard this, he sat down in his chair. After a long time, he said, "There is no hope." When Lin Ximeng heard this, it was as if he had been crucified, unable to move.

Helplessness poured out from every pore of the body in despair, like blood and tears. Fan Tianfu stood up and began to walk around the house.

At the end of the day, they don't know who will save them. On Monday morning, before dawn, she got dressed and got up.

She didn't bother to comb her hair, wash her face, put on her makeup, put on that big scarf, and rode out of the house against the biting northwest wind.

She ran from house to house with the few acquaintances she could think of. Still nothing. In the end, she went to 10,000 Yuan Street again.

She wanted to go to Wei Ke again. There's really no way. For the first time, she felt that poverty made it impossible to retain even dignity.

What face, what Sven, these things turned out to be rooted in material foundations. She remembers a few years ago, she heard a student tell about an incident.

His neighbor's second uncle came back from Taiwan, and suddenly, several nephews took the second uncle back with the stars and the moon, and they were very courteous.

Each of the nephews scrambled to pull home and put on a feast. When the second uncle saw that his nephews were so affectionate to him, his heart felt like drinking honey, and he kept saying, "It's still a kiss from my hometown." Three days later, the second uncle opened the green travel bag, took out some soap, towels and other things, and distributed them to his nieces and daughters-in-law.

"This is the real God of Wealth." As a result, several nephews and nieces and daughters-in-law fought even more. It's good now, the second uncle's late parents are all blessed.

The next day, the tomb was repaired. On the third day, large plates, small plates, were also placed by the grave, and the plates were filled with colorful tributes, and bundles of paper money were burned in front of the grave.

A week passed, but the nephews and nephews and daughters-in-law were in a hurry. Why? The second uncle has not mentioned the money so far.

Didn't you bring back the money? They couldn't figure it out. Gradually, their attitudes changed. The second uncle also noticed the signs at this time, and the nephews and nieces and daughters-in-law talked to him one after another about how poor they were.

It's time to divide the money, they rushed to the second uncle, with a smile on their faces: "Second uncle, my family is poor, give me more points." ”

"Second uncle, count me as the poorest, you see ......" The cry of poverty was higher than the other. The second uncle shook his head: "Before I came back this time, I heard some people say that today's mainlanders value money rather than people." When she heard about it, she was as shy as the students for those nephews and daughters-in-law, because they had lost the face of the mainlanders.

And now, she suddenly understood something, understood a little bit about those nephews and nieces. Lin Ximeng watched from afar as Wei Ke and Yingzi were busy in and out of the restaurant.

She didn't know if she was going in the past or going backwards. She stood still, on the tuyere. Let's go over it, she is not the nephews and nieces of the second uncle in Taiwan after all; Let's go back here, she is really unwilling.

She stood there for half an hour. The northwest wind blew like a knife, cutting her face, her remaining hopes.

Her hair was unkempt, her face was purple-red, and her hands and feet were frozen. She didn't feel any pain. Finally, she thought about going back.

When she walked to the door of the company, she still didn't give up and was empty-handed, hesitated for a while, and then pedaled on the bicycle and left.

She went straight to Lin Chenshuang's house. Lin Chenshuang handed her 5,000 yuan and complained to her: "I was about to send it to you." Fortunately, it wasn't you who started the company, and I don't know how tired you have to eat when you start a company. She looked at Lin Chenshuang, who was as anxious as herself, and said, "You have been running for two days, take a rest." Lin Chenshuang instructed: "Sister, the 20,000 yuan the day before yesterday was made by my neighbor Zhou Liangchen from the bank, and it can only be used for a week, so don't make a mistake for others." With the five thousand dollars, she went back to the company.

She used the key to open the manager's room, but she didn't expect Fan Tianfu to be sitting there. Fan Huifu is also there. When I asked, I learned that Fan Tianfu didn't sleep all night last night, so he sat in the office, and went out early in the morning, just coming back from outside.

A string of fire bubbles appeared on his lips, and it seemed that the whole child had aged a lot. She knew he hadn't eaten last night, so she went to make a packet of instant noodles.

Fan Huifu saw her come in and walked out. She came to Fan Tianfu with the soaked instant noodles.

Fan Tianfu looked at the bowl and said he didn't want to eat it. She forced it, saying that it would not work if she didn't eat. He was about to pick up the bowl when the door suddenly opened.

Yun Gu came in angrily. She asked Fan Tianfu loudly: "You don't even go home, do you want to go home?" Fan Tianfu sat there and said in a loud voice: "What do you know! ”

"What do I know? What else can I know? I knew you wouldn't be home all day and all night! What else do you want this family for? Lin Ximeng stood there with a bowl, it was not good to walk, it was not good not to go, it was not good to talk, it was not good not to speak, listening to the two of them arguing, I didn't know what to do.

She wanted to explain to Aunt Yun, but Aunt Yun didn't listen at all and turned away. Gu didn't listen at all, turned around and left.

Fan Tianfu took the bowl from Lin Ximeng's hand, put it on the table, and said, "Don't eat it." Lin Ximeng felt very sad in his heart, for Aunt Yun, for Fan Tianfu, for himself.

After a while, she took out the five thousand yuan from her bag and asked carefully, "How much is missing?" ”

"Forty-three thousand." Finished! There really is no hope! Her heart was cold. She slumped in her chair.

"Manager Lin, someone is looking for you outside." Xiaoshun knocked on the door and came in. She opened her eyes and said weakly, "Just let him in." ”

"He's not coming in." Xiaoshun said softly. She couldn't lift her legs. She cursed and dragged her heavy legs out.

"Wei Ke!" Wei Ke stood at the door of the company. Wei Ke was holding a nylon bag in his hand, and when he saw Lin Ximeng, he stared at her for a while, and then stared at her with a frown, the pair of eyes that once left a sunny patch on her soul were looking at her with a complicated look at her at the moment, full of pity, tenderness, resentment and helplessness.

"Here you go," Wei Ke said,

"Forty-one thousand five hundred." Lin Ximeng's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She stared at Wei Ke's hand carrying the nylon bag.

The hand was rough, chapped, and red from the cold. She neither picked up nor spoke.

"Take it. I'm leaving. The restaurant is busy. Wei Ke put the nylon bag in Lin Ximeng's hand, got on the bicycle and left.