I hurriedly rushed up and grabbed the knife, and asked him with all my might: "What's the matter, why do you want to do this, and what must you do to solve it by slitting your wrists and committing suicide?" ”

Dad covered his face and kept crying: "Two million, two million, it's not worth two million if you sell my life......"

Then he began to choke......

I cried so much that I almost couldn't breathe.

For the first time in my life, I saw him in such pain.

The man who had always been gentle and elegant finally collapsed under this tremendous pressure, and if I hadn't come back in time, I am afraid that he would have returned to the West long ago.

It was only after I kept asking him that he told the truth.

It turned out that someone set up a bureau and was deceived in investment.

Not only did he act as a guarantor, but he also mortgaged the village and the current house, not only owed a huge sum of 1.5 million yuan to the bank, but also 500,000 yuan from a loan shark, and finally even ran away with everyone.

Dad was saddled with all the debts alone.

And the mastermind is Aunt Yue Xiaozhao, who has been with her father for many years.

This vicious scheming......

How could he not be sad, how could he not break down?

That night, Dad was almost half white.

The blow was too big for him.

In addition, every day the loan sharks came to collect debts, and we had to go out to hide from the debts, hiding in Tibet like rats crossing the street, not eating well and sleeping, and still money in our heads.

Dad didn't think about tea and dinner, his appetite was not open, and his weight dropped significantly.

In the face of this huge amount of money, he even has the heart to die.

A week later, my father and I had no choice but to flee to Mr. Feng's house, and the old man in the neighborhood told me that Mr. Feng had not been back for a long time, and he did not know where he had gone or what he was doing.

And the phone is still in the shutdown state.

Just when I felt that my last hope was dashed, Mr. Feng returned home at two o'clock in the morning, and he was neither surprised nor surprised that something like this happened in our family.

Just don't say a word.

As soon as the morning dawned, Mr. Feng left again.

I don't even say hello.

Think about it.

Yes, Mr. Feng doesn't owe us anything.

Why should he be asked to worry about this?

After thinking about this, I suddenly felt that life was hopeless.

At noon, Mr. Feng returned.

With a bag full of money in his hand, he counted 600,000 yuan.

He grabbed his father's hand and comforted: "Plus interest, this money should be enough to repay the loan shark, and the rest should negotiate with the bank and file for bankruptcy, don't be defeated by this money, nothing is more important than living." ”

Mr. Feng's words are more useful than anyone else.

Dad pondered that this was the reason, and nodded in agreement.

Yes, nothing is more important than being alive.

See the truth in adversity.

Money is easy to repay, but I'm afraid I can't pay it back in a lifetime.

Mr. Feng accompanied his father to the bank to negotiate, and the minimum amount was paid every month, but they had no other way but to do this, even if they were arrested and imprisoned, it would not help.

After a few days of adjustment, Dad regained a little confidence.

Go back to the city and find a job with food and shelter.

I work part-time at night and slowly pay off my debts while working.

And I can't follow Mr. Feng to catch ghosts anymore, even if I can get a good reward, but I can't use it, so I'm curious where he borrowed his 600,000 yuan.

Private money, but it's not like it.

Mr. Feng never explained.

But he really has great powers, and he even knew the 10,000 yuan he got for Brother Meng Hui that time, and confiscated it on the spot. Even if he owes a lot of debt, he says that the rule cannot be broken, otherwise something worse than debt will happen.

I couldn't help but ask him how the hell did he know?

He only said that there were connections in the underworld.

And people are doing it, and the sky is watching.

This sentence scared me a little, and I felt like I was living under surveillance all day long, and I couldn't help but look up to see if there were any electronic eyes around the ceiling even when I went to the toilet.

Dad worked so hard and was willing to start over.

As a son, I naturally share this responsibility as well.

I'm eighteen years old this year, and I've never been in a relationship.

I don't dare to have a girlfriend, because the living conditions of my family are already very bad, and I don't have a high-paying career.

Most of the girls' mate selection criteria are basically two points, one is handsome, and the other is very rich, if one of them can be ignored.

Physiognomy is born and cannot be changed.

The only thing that can change is their own wealth, and now it is a problem to be able to find a job, of course, they will not pick and choose, and there is a simple and effective way to make more money, which is to learn from Dad to find a part-time job.

Now my job is an assembly line worker in an automobile factory, and the job I am responsible for is to screw the screws, a type of work without any technical content, no matter how skilled the operation is, it basically belongs to a burst of operation as fierce as a tiger, and the salary is two thousand and a half.

And this skill is useless outside, so when looking for a part-time job, I hit a wall everywhere.

I persisted for a week, and the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became.

Thinking that the next few decades will be about paying off debts......

After work that night in the rental house, a person couldn't help but cry secretly.

Mr. Feng is often haunted.

I didn't dare to complain to my father.

I can only talk to myself alone, but if I talk to myself a lot, I will be more depressed, as if I am a neurotic, I simply start to write a diary, and I don't have the talent to organize language, how awkward it is.

While writing, I was not satisfied, and my brain burned again.

Just this burn, there is an unbelievable strange thing.

On the second day, due to overtime, it was already late when I got off work, so in order to save trouble, I bought a large bowl of noodles at the snack bar on the street for dinner.

This shop is very particular about doing business, and it gives a lot of noodles.

You can also add sliced meat and eggs to it, each of which costs only one dollar, and I come for two dollars for everything, so the surface of the noodles is already covered with slices of meat and eggs.

Today's weather is a bit stuffy, there is no air conditioning in this small shop, only a small electric fan, which does not play much role at all, and when I saw that there were two tables outside the door, I brought noodles to the table outside to eat.

It's cooler that way.

It's just that there are cars and people coming and going on the street, which is a bit unhygienic.

But I don't care about this, because a person who can't eat enough food doesn't need to talk about scientific nutrition matching.

It was very cool outside, but it was just me and a middle-aged man in tattered clothes, and my first impression of this person was that he was sloppy and old-fashioned, and he had to squat on a good stool instead of sitting.

The big snot is about to drip into the rice bowl and I don't know how to wipe it, but I keep sucking, and the sound of him eating noodles is like a duet.

Originally, the sloppy middle-aged man still ate with relish, but after seeing the eggs and meat in my bowl, he felt that his own bowl of somen noodles was tasteless, so he stopped eating it, but watched me eat it.

There was such a person staring at himself, where could I still eat, pointed to the meat slices in his bowl with chopsticks and asked him, "Come on?" ”

"That's great, you'll be blessed when you look at you, come, don't need too much, just two or three pieces!" As he spoke, the man had already come to Ah with a bowl.

I sandwiched a large slice of meat for him and gave him the eggs, and a man kept saying thank you as he ate it, and said that I would be rewarded as a good person.

When I heard this, I said to myself: "What is good to report or not to report, now I can find a part-time job, pay off some debts, and earn more wives, I am very content!" ”

When I got home, I had to get up early tomorrow to go to work, so I simply freshened up and went to bed early.

Ask where the carpenter's home is.

I know this man, and his skills are very good.

Dad knows him very well, and he once came out of a village to break into the world.

And I live in a rental house not far away, very close.

I told the person the location of Carpenter Wang's house, and before dawn the next day, I was woken up by a sad suona horn, and at a glance, I realized that the old father who turned out to be Carpenter Wang died suddenly last night.

The affectionate father took me, and of course I had to help when an acquaintance died, so I took a piece of clothing and rushed to Carpenter Wang's house, and after helping to build the mourning shed, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning.

Relatives and friends of Carpenter Wang's family, and villagers also heard the news, and all came one after another.

In our customs, whoever has a red and white thing pays attention to money, I saw that everyone was taking money, and I quickly touched my pockets and found that there was a stack of banknotes in my pocket.

I counted it, and it was exactly three thousand.

Two hundred dollars is enough, and I don't remember when I put so much cash in my pocket.

Since paying off his debts at work, it seems that he has never had so much cash, since it appears in his pocket, he should treat it as his own, otherwise no one would be so kind and stuff the money into his pocket casually.

After a busy day, I was so tired that I fell asleep quickly in bed at night, and then I had the same dream, and in the dream, I was still the person in a black tunic who asked where Zhao Moumou's family lived.

I also didn't hesitate to tell him the address.

Who knew that when I got up early the next morning to go to work, the gossip aunts in the nearby residents were talking about it, as if someone's house was patronized by thieves last night.

When I inquired, it was the person named Zhao Moumou who died last night.

I felt that my head was a little fried, so I quickly touched my pocket, and a hanging heart instantly calmed down, because there was no money in my pocket, which showed that Old Man Zhao's death had nothing to do with me.

But when I turned back to the rental house to get my things, I was surprised to find a stack of brand-new hundred-dollar bills on the table in front of me, no more, no less, a full three thousand.

Now I was a little panicked, thinking that if I told the address of someone's house in my dream, someone would die? In that case, it's better not to make this money than to harm people.

So he secretly swore in his heart that if that person asked him for directions again, he would never tell him half a word again.

Sure enough, two days later, I had just fallen asleep when the man came again.

Fortunately, this time I asked for the name of a person I had never heard of, and I just looked out the window and didn't say anything, and the man in black thanked me and left.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that there was an extra stack of money next to the pillow, and I was a little puzzled, I didn't tell where that person lived, why did I ask for directions for money?

I couldn't figure it out, and seeing that it was almost time to go to work, I simply stopped thinking about it, simply cleaned up and prepared to go to work.

As soon as the result opened......

I found a corpse lying under the window of the rental house!