HLnovel 4. Father and Son
4. Father and Son
"Interest?"
Chen Youcai was dumbfounded.
He never expected that Aunt Wang was so dark-hearted?
Too much deception, really too much deception!
"My dad was injured to save your son Wang Zhuzi, and he was paralyzed on the bed!"
Chen Youcai couldn't hold back his anger any longer, and roared with red eyes.
"You want the money back, okay, I'll give it to you, why do you want my family to pay interest?"
"Shouldn't one be a man of conscience and morality?"
"Heh, what are you, kid, who deserves to talk about conscience and morality with my old lady?"
Aunt Wang Shi Shiran stuffed 7000 yuan into her trouser pocket and rolled her eyes: "How much is conscience and morality worth?"
She sneered and said: "Besides, I didn't let your father meddle in his own business, to save my son?"
"He wanted to rescue him himself, but he didn't have eyesight, and was kicked by a buffalo. How can this be blamed on my family?"
"Look at you, you are just as virtuous as your father, you are both nosy, why didn't you drown in the river today?"
"Hmph, I think sooner or later, you will end up with your crippled father!"
Shameless, simply extremely shameless!
Chen Youcai was filled with grief and indignation, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
He not only felt sad for his father's experience, but also hated that there was such a heartless person as Aunt Wang in the world.
Clenching his teeth, he panted heavily, clenched his fists blue.
There is an urge to beat up the old woman in front of me.
"All right, all right, for the sake of our village, the interest will be calculated as one cent per year."
Seeing Chen Youcai's ferocious and angry eyes, Aunt Wang couldn't help feeling guilty.
Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone a strong young man like Chen Youcai.
She took a step back, and then counted with her fingers.
"One year is 700 yuan, and your family owes it for ten years. Hey, it happens to be another 7000 yuan in interest!"
Chen Youcai bit his lip tightly and remained silent.
"I'll give you one more day to pay back the interest tomorrow, and I'll let you go."
Aunt Wang's hair was stared at by his murderous eyes, and she didn't want to stay any longer.
As she walked, she said, "7000 yuan, remember, if you can't come up with the money tomorrow, then obediently follow me to Liujiazhuang!"
boom!
The door was pulled open and slammed shut again.
Chen Youcai was stiff all over, and stood there for a long time.
Only then did he turn off the light silently, and walked out of the hospital with heavy steps.
7000 yuan, another 7000 yuan...I got the 7000 yuan out of thin air because of the "self-help mission".
But tomorrow, will such a good thing happen?
"Talented, talented, are you okay?"
A gentle voice sounded from the door of the hospital, interrupting Chen Youcai's melancholy.
He raised his eyes and saw Sister Tao and Lao Song walking towards him quickly from the shadow of the fence.
"You are talented. You say your father is true. Why did you save Wang Cuihua's son who is a white-eyed wolf?"
Lao Song pouted and said, "This old woman's heart is really dark and cruel."
"Maybe, it's because of some kind of benefits from Liu Wanwan that they force you to be the door-to-door son-in-law."
"Old Song, can you say something useful?"
Sister Tao glared at the unreliable bald dean, finished speaking angrily, and turned to look at Chen Youcai with concern.
"Youcai, we all heard it just now... Isn't it 7000 yuan, we will lend you!"
She gritted her teeth secretly, and was about to take out her wallet.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lao Song, but saw that this guy's eyes were wandering, looking left and right, how could he look like he wanted to pay for it?
"Hey, why are you all staring at me?"
Lao Song touched the tip of his nose, and finally lost under Sister Tao's fierce gaze.
After dawdling for a long time, he took out a crumpled ten-yuan note from his trouser pocket...
"I originally planned to keep it to buy cigarettes, alas, I think it is doing good deeds to accumulate yin and virtue, and first support talented people."
"..."
Sister Tao's face turned dark, Qiong's nose crooked in anger at Lao Song's stingy behavior.
"You are talented, ignore him, I will lend you all 7000 yuan!"
She gritted her teeth and took out the bank card, and handed it to Chen Youcai: "The password is my birthday."
"Sister Tao, Lao Song, thank you...I can't accept this card."
Chen Youcai's heart warmed, he stared blankly at the bank card in Sister Tao's plain palm, then smiled wryly and shook his head.
"Aunt Wang's purpose is not the 7000 yuan at all. She wants to force me to agree to go to Liujiazhuang to be the son-in-law."
"Even if she gave 7000 yuan tomorrow, she will find other reasons."
Hearing this, Sister Tao's pretty face changed slightly, and she was about to say something.
Lao Song clapped his hands happily, and hurriedly put the ten yuan into his pocket again.
"Look, there are still people who are thoughtful and considerate. This is not something that money can solve at all!"
Sister Tao glared at him angrily, but Lao Song yawned and waved at the two of them.
"Go home, go home, remember to come to work early tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Chen Youcai would repent and borrow money from him again.
"...Then you should go home quickly. In a society ruled by law now, Wang Cuihua is trying to scare you at best."
Sister Tao stomped her feet angrily at Lao Song's back, sighed, and comforted Chen Youcai softly.
"Thank you sister Tao, I will find a way, at worst... I will make a fuss in the yamen."
Chen Youcai pretended to be relaxed and smiled, waved to Sister Tao, and then walked towards Chenjia Village with heavy steps.
People in the village went to bed early, but it was only eight o'clock in the evening, but the village was dark and quiet.
Chen Youcai returned to his small courtyard in the dark, and just as he closed the door, he heard a familiar hoarse voice from the back room.
"You just came back?"
"Well, I'm back, Dad."
Chen Youcai turned on the light and walked into the dilapidated old wooden house.
On the bed, his father Chen Dazhuang was lying and sitting leaning against the head of the bed.
His hair is gray, his face is yellow and thin, his stork bones are tall, and his deep-set eye sockets show a look of depression.
The whole person looks more than ten years older than his actual age.
"Dad, something happened in the hospital today and I'm going to cook for you now."
For some reason, Chen Youcai felt guilty, a little afraid to meet his father's slightly stern gaze.
"Your aunt Xu brought me food in the afternoon, and also told you about saving people from falling into the river."
Chen Dazhuang slowly opened his bearded mouth, and his face suddenly stiffened: "Chen Youcai, kneel down for me!"
With a thump in his heart, Chen Youcai exclaimed inwardly, under his father's sullen gaze, he knelt down in front of the bed.
"Chen Youcai, tell me, how did I become paralyzed?"
"Five years ago, how did you fail the college entrance examination!"
Chen Dazhuang was short of breath, his bony chest was heaving violently, and he asked loudly with his eyes wide open.
Chen Youcai lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Seeing this, Chen Dazhuang was so angry that he coughed again and again. He pointed at Chen Youcai's forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Meddling in other's business is because of meddling in other's business!"
"If you continue to manage it, you will kill yourself sooner or later!"
"Could it be... Should I die?"
Chen Youcai plucked up his courage, raised his eyes to meet his father's, gritted his teeth and retorted: "When I was young, you always taught me to be a good person..."
"A good man has a fart!"
Chen Dazhuang closed his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down.
After ten years, he dreamed countless times at midnight, thinking of the scene of rescuing Wang Zhuzi from the hooves of the mad buffalo.
If he could turn back time, would he still be as desperate as before?
Chen Dazhuang raised his head and stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes were full of confusion.
"Dad, I have to go to work in the hospital tomorrow, so I'll go to bed first."
Seeing that his father stopped talking, Chen Youcai silently got up from the ground, and after speaking softly, he turned around and went back to his room.
"Minor task: Heal Chen Dazhuang, you can get 88 merit points, do you want to spend 50 merit points to exchange for corresponding props?"
The next moment, strange small cinnabar characters suddenly appeared in the field of vision out of thin air.
Chen Youcai was shocked all over, and he froze in place immediately, as if struck by lightning.
Here it comes, this weird "merit" comes again...and then think of the 7000 yuan that appeared out of thin air before.
Could it be that the so-called "merit props" can be used to help father heal muscular dystrophy?
Chen Youcai's mouth was dry and his heart was beating like thunder.
He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and growled almost without hesitation: "Exchange!"