After the three happily finished their dinner, Liang Ying was cleaning up the dishes, and Bai Sangyu asked Zhang Yaorong: "Big Brother Zhang, do you have any older clothes here?"
"Old clothes? It seems that there are one or two pieces belonging to my daughter-in-law. After she ran away, I still kept them. Why? Do you want to change the clothes?" Zhang Guangrong replied after thinking about it.
"Yes, where I put it, I can find it myself." Bai Sangyu told a little lie that the old clothes were not for changing and washing at all, but for preparing for tomorrow.
Without thinking about it, Zhang Rongguang searched for a few pieces of clothes left by his previous wife. The styles were very old and they were farm clothes used to work in the fields.
"That's it, I don't know if I can wear it."
"It's not broken, it can still be worn, thank you, Brother Zhang." If it can, Bai Sangyu wants to patch up a few patches. It looks like the poorer the better.
After bathing and changing into these old clothes, Bai Sangyu and Liang Ying seem to be completely different people. If they don’t know, everyone thinks they are village girls in the village. They are tacky. Bai Sangyu thinks the effect is good. The debtor is convinced.
Zhang Rongrong didn't know their plan, thinking in his heart that if the debt collector came back, he would sell the house. Although it was not worth a few dollars, he could pay off the debt and his heart would be a little safer.
This night, everyone fell asleep with their own thoughts. The cock crowing in the early morning opened the curtain for a new day, and Zhang Yaorong went to the fields to harvest vegetables before the dawn. As soon as he left, Bai Sangyu got up. After washing her face, she was sober and thinking about making breakfast.
But when I opened the pot, there was nothing left, only a bag of soybeans in the kitchen. Bai Sangyu now finally realized what is called a clever woman is difficult to cook without rice, no matter how good her craftsmanship is, how can she cook without ingredients
Bai Sangyu had to grind these soybeans and make some tofu flowers to fill his stomach. Fortunately, there are still a few sweet potatoes. Otherwise, with these tofu flowers, he will definitely be hungry soon.
"Hey, I don't know how Big Brother Zhang came here." Seeing these tragic conditions, Bai Sangyu was so worried about Zhang Yaorong.
After working hard in the kitchen for a long time, Bai Sangyu made breakfast. Liang Ying is not a hypocritical person. She eats whatever Liang Ying does. She is not picky and does not find it hard, but she looks at the tofu brain on the table. With a few sweet potatoes, she raised her eyebrows.
"Is this rice out? Could it be said that this is the "family property" of Brother Zhang? Oh my god, what will he eat after we leave?"
Bai Sangyu also had a headache for this, and wondered if she and Liang Ying had eaten up the winter grains that Zhang Rongrong had saved. Just when the two of them were trying to find a way for the food, the debt collectors came.
"Zhang Glory! Come out quickly to Lao Tzu, it's time to pay back, or I will burn your broken house!"
"These people who have suffered a thousand swords come really fast!" Liang Ying walked out angrily, and had a head-on confrontation with these debtors.
The leader of the debt collection boss did not see Zhang Yaorong. Only Liang Yin, a strange woman, thought that he had run away like his hopeless wife, and yelled at Liang Ying: "Smelly lady, where is Zhang Yaorong? No I will run away for Lao Tzu! If he dares to run, Lao Tzu will disturb his whole family to Aning!"
"Big Brother Zhang has gone to the field to harvest vegetables, there is nothing we can say, the same." Bai Sangyu deliberately made his white face gray and gray, so that others could not see clearly.
"Tell you? You stinky lady and girl, what can you do? Don't talk nonsense, find people out for me!" Cannabis seeded two people blankly, full of contempt.
Liang Ying didn't want to waste time, so she went straight back to the topic: "You said that Brother Zhang owes you money. There will always be a number of things you owe."
"Fang Zheng owes Lao Tzu's money. You don't care how much he owes. He will never pay it off as a cow or horse!" Hemp Zi wanted to squeeze Zhang Yaorong, and he took it for granted. Who would let Zhang Guangrong marry a good gambler? Wife, now it falls into their hands and only has appointments.
"You have also seen that now there is nothing at home, and you can't take anything away. Rather than wasting time on us poor people, it is better to tell the number, we will find a way to pay back!" Bai Sangyu's words also woke up. Cannabis seeds.
He also felt that this Zhang Yaorong probably couldn't come up with anything, and he was not smart when he was consuming it all the time. Although the two women in front of him were a bit ugly, they were still women anyway, so it's better to use them as collateral!
"Okay! As long as you can get four thousand, this debt will be paid off, if it still doesn't come up! Haha, you two will go with me! How about?"
"Four thousand! Why don't you grab it! How could we get four thousand for you!" Liang Ying cried out loudly when she heard the huge amount. Bai Sangyu grabbed her and winked her.
"Sister, let's appoint, who will make us suffer, but there is nothing to say, let's make a written statement!"
There was a ridicule in his heart, and he couldn't afford the money, and he dared to set up a written record. Isn't this a court death! Okay, they are all here, don't do it for nothing!
"Okay! Then set up the evidence and write it in black and white. You won't be able to escape!"
A hint of joy turned into Bai Sangyu's eyes: I got the bait!
"You come to write, write and we will bet!"
Cannabis hadn't read a book for a few years, didn't know a big letter, and couldn't write at all, so he called a few brothers, but no one could write. Bai Sangyu and Liang Ying were secretly happy in their hearts, and they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
"You two! Come here alone and write to us!" Hemp Zi pointed at Bai Sangyu casually, which was just what she wanted.
She went into the house and found a pen and paper, and under the eyelids of so many people, she wrote the handwriting stroke by stroke. About ten minutes later, Bai Sangyu took the written paper and showed it to the marijuana.
Cannabis hasn’t read a book for a few years and didn’t know a big letter. Seeing that Bai Sangyu was densely written, I believed it, but Bai Sangyu didn’t want to just let it go, and said: “To prove that you didn’t lie to us, I want you to press on it A handprint, lest you regret it later!"
Marijuana felt that she was making an unnecessary move: "You all can't get the money! What if you put a bet on it?"
"I guess you are afraid that we will still be able to do it, so I dare not draw it. It's a scumbag!" Liang Ying deliberately stimulated the cannabis seeds, and now is one step away, Zhang Yaorong can get out of the sea of suffering!
"I'm afraid that you two girls won't make it!" Sure enough, hempzi was fooled by the heat, and pressed her handprint on the note. Bai Sangyu received the note with satisfaction, and she wrote a couple of notes. Servings, one for myself, one for the marijuana seeds.
Bai Sangyu knew that hemp seeds were illiterate, and even moved his hands and feet on the script.