Finally at the end of the month, Lao Wu went to the house of Wang Jiamu, the owner of the greenhouse vegetables, to ask for the debt, there was no owner in the house, and it was normal for Wang Jiamu, who often traveled, to be not at home, but Huang Huiyun was not at home, only an unfamiliar mother who claimed to be surnamed Gong told him the situation, and the owner was not at home these days.

Lao Wu had no choice but to go back unhappily and tell his son about the situation, because he ran a spare time, he said with some annoyance, Congcong, I will look for them in two days, if there is still no one in their house, you can write a complaint to the yamen on the grounds that Boss Wang and his wife Huang Huiyun refused to pay the wages of the hired workers or evaded debts, and let them suffer a lawsuit.

Dad, you still go to collect the debt twice, plus this time a total of three times, if the wages have not been recovered, it is not too late for me to sue again. If you go to collect the debt next time and get the money back, won't it be forgotten?

I don't want to go again.

The father and son were talking about official affairs, and suddenly, Gan, who was busy at the door, came into the house and said, Congcong, strange, there is a person with yellow hair on his hands and face looking for you.

When Wu Congcong heard this, he didn't leave immediately, looked at his father and said, Oh, it's the yellow-haired man. What is he looking for me? Lao Wu said, who knows? This person is better off ignoring him.

Wu Congcong wanted to go out to see him, but he didn't want to go out to see him, and he looked hesitant. Gan said, "If you don't see him, I'll tell him to leave, saying you're not at home."

Mom, wait. You ask the yellow-haired man what is the matter with me? There's nothing important, especially if it's something that you say I'm not home. Wu Congcong tried his best to lower his voice, so as not to be heard by the yellow-haired people outside the door. Gan nodded, walked out of the door, and said to the yellow-haired man who was still standing at the door, what are you looking for Wu Congcong? Can you tell me? Besides, I'm not familiar with you either, what's your name?

Old man, if you can't tell you a word, you can tell your son that it is good to find him. My name is Ma Huangmao, and it's not that he doesn't know me, and they met last time. Ma Huangmao deliberately patted the waist blanket as he spoke, and there was a metallic clanging sound inside. This undoubtedly implies that Gan is rich.

Wait, I'll call Cong Cong to come out to see you right away.

After Gan went in, he called Wu Congcong out, and his father also came out. Wu Congcong raised his face, squinted his eyes and asked, is there something wrong?

Ma Huangmao smiled and patted the blanket containing copper coins around his waist again and said, there is a good thing! There are good things! I'm going to pay your dad the 200 dollars he spent last time when your dad was cured of his foot.

Wu Congcong looked at Ma Huangmao seriously, a little unconvinced, but looking at his attitude, it didn't look like a lie. Lao Wu looked at the blanket around his waist and said enthusiastically, "Pony, come in, come in, I offended a lot last time."

Where? It was I who offended my seniors. Ma Huangmao walked in the door as he spoke, and their family treated him as a guest, inviting him to sit and making tea, which made him a little cramped.

Ma Huangmao touched the jacket with his hand, and the copper coins that touched it made a metallic jingle sound, but he didn't immediately take out the 200 hanging money, but said to Lao Wu, Uncle Wu, just give you the money you used to work in Huang Huiyun's greenhouse this month. Do the math, how much?

Impossible, right? This salary should be paid by Huang Huiyun's family, if not, I have a reason to go to her family. Lao Wu said as he looked at his son sitting on the side.

The son blinked and said you don't care about the money!

Ma Huangmao said, I have already told Huang Huiyun that I will pay for Uncle Wu's work this month. In fact, Ma Huangmao was lying, but he said it so earnestly that Lao Wu's father and son believed it.

Lao Wu was a little excited, and when he saw Gan's coming over with tea, he hurriedly said You drink tea! and went to pick up a cup of hot food brought by Gan, but he didn't catch it steadily, and knocked the cup to the ground, "crackling" and breaking into two petals, and the tea splashed all over the ground.

Of course, Gan was not happy, but she still pretended to be smiling and said, it doesn't matter, the more you fall, I'll just sift another cup of tea.

I'm not thirsty, uncle, you won't sift. Ma Huangmao wiped his wrist, the tea splashed just now wet a pinch of yellow hair on his wrist, he looked at Lao Wu casually and repeated the sentence, you calculate, how much money will be paid to Huang Huiyun's family this month?

Lao Wu is really embarrassed to say, he has already figured it out, last month was 200 hanging money, this month is not full attendance, at most it can only be counted 150 hanging money. He wanted to speak, but he stopped.

Ma Huangmao said, this month, according to the last month, how much was the salary last month?

Last month it was 200 hanging money. Lao Wu replied with a smile.

200 hangs will be 200 hangs, including the treatment fee for your broken foot. Ma Huangmao said, took out a large stack of 400 hanging coins from the blanket and put it on the table, calling Lao Wu to count, and it was not bad to hang it.

Lao Wu happily rubbed the 400 hanging money with his hands, making his favorite sound, which is also the sound of wealth. Then he turned his face away from the shiny copper coin to the smiling face of Ma Huangmao, and said that you are really a good person.

Wu Congcong was thinking about a question, why is Ma Huangmao so good to us? Compared with the cold and arrogant attitude last time, there is a world of difference.

Gan was cleaning up the broken porcelain pieces of the teacup on the ground, and she also looked at this yellow-haired man from time to time, and wondered why he was so generous to pay for others, but she couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Ma Huangmao pulled Wu Congcong, who was sitting like an acquaintance, and said, can I come to your room and talk to you about something? Wu Congcong waved his hand and said, go! Lao Wu said, Congcong, the pony is so good to us, he has something to do with you, if he can help, try to help.

I know. Wu Congcong went to the wing room with Ma Huangmao, and closed the door, they muttered something, Gan didn't care too much, Lao Wu didn't care too much, the couple only cared about how to manage the 400 copper coins in their hands.

After a while, Ma Huangmao came out of the wing, and Wu Congcong followed behind and said, let me think about this matter, I will find someone with you and decide to be reliable.

That's fine, I'll come back to you in a decade. Ma Huangmao looked back at Wu Congcong and said. Then he bowed to Wu Congcong's parents one by one, and then stepped out of the door and left. Lao Wu wanted to keep him for dinner, but he didn't keep it, because he got two sums of money from Ma Huangmao that should have been paid by Wang Jiamu, and he was very grateful; Gan was also grateful to him, and stopped his work to send Ma Huangmao out, and said politely, next time, you must not go hungry.

Mom, don't be so polite. Wu Congcong saw that Ma Huangmao had gone away, looked at his mother and said, "People are looking for me to do things, so they are good to us."

What do you do? Lao Wu grabbed the white, wanting to know what Ma Huangmao had just said to his son.

It's not that he wants me to be a lawyer to help him fight the lawsuit, don't ask more about the specific situation, and it won't help if you ask. Wu Congcong sealed the words, and then smiled strangely, saying that Ma Huangmao had given our family 400 hanging money, and he would give me 400 hanging money next time, otherwise I wouldn't work hard.

Lao Wu was a little worried, and wanted to ask his son what lawsuit he would help him fight, but his son just didn't say anything, so he gave up. In fact, Wu Congcong has a ghost in his heart, where can he tell the truth, in the wing room, he did not fully agree to what Ma Huangmao asked him to do, nor did he completely refuse.

Ma Huangmao almost bit Wu Congcong's ear and spoke to him with air currents, saying that he begged Wu Congcong to help kill Wang Jiamu, and was willing to pay Wu Congcong a reward of 400 yuan. If there is no honorarium, obviously no one is willing to do it, and Wu Congcong will not do it.

Hearing this, Wu Congcong thought of the sunspot in Jiangnan Town, who once killed a cattle dealer from Jiangbei after getting 100 yuan from others, and no one knew about this murder.

The reason why Wu Congcong knew was because before the last time Heizi invited him to fight a lawsuit, he also invited him to have a drink at the Baweixian Hotel in Jiangnan Town, and he said it after eating too much wine.

Wu Congcong can hide his words in this profession, know that the trouble comes from the mouth, and the truth is true, so he does not care about himself, hangs high, or acts as if he didn't hear it.

When it came to Heizi asking him to fight the lawsuit, Wu Congcong was still a little proud, mainly because the lawsuit that was not easy to fight last time was actually won by filing a complaint with the yamen.