Rise of the Poor

Chapter 63: To clear his father's name

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"Zhu Shouyi, are you home? Some of my men injured you today without knowing how serious the situation was. I'm here to apologize, brother."

Just then, an arrogant voice came from outside the door, saying that he wanted to apologize, but the tone was extremely threatening. As soon as the words fell, a fat man with a face full of flesh walked in, followed by seven or eight men in black clothes.

As soon as he saw these people, Fourth Uncle jumped up like a rabbit, pointed at the two men behind the fat man and said that they were the ones who led the people to beat up Second Brother.

As soon as my uncle saw the person coming in, he quietly slipped into the room.

After hearing that it was these people who injured Zhu Shouyi, Chen didn't care about her own weight and stood up to scratch them. As soon as she was about to stand up, Zhu's father, who was lying on the stretcher, grabbed her arm. After being married for so many years, Zhu Shouyi knew Chen too well, so he was able to catch Chen in time.

Zhu Pingchuan and Zhu Ping'an were also grabbed by the arms by their fourth uncle who was standing beside them with quick eyes and hands.

"You black-hearted people, why do you hit my man? Just wait, I will go to the county government to sue you!" Chen was grabbed by the arm by Zhu's father, but she still gritted her teeth and cursed at the newcomer, with her eyebrows raised, as if she was going to fight him to the death.

Chen's aggressiveness failed to scare the visitor. They were ancient gangsters, so how could they be scared by a woman or child

"If you owe me money, you can pay it back. Go ahead and sue me. I'll sue you to the sky for this." The fat man sneered in a weird way. The flesh on his face was trembling. At first glance, he looked like the kind of person who was a gangster.

Zhu Pingan saw his uncle's escape just now. In fact, he had noticed that his uncle's behavior was a bit inappropriate a long time ago. Was Meiji given to him by a friend for free? He returned Meiji to his friend, and the friend gave him one tael of silver? He also had money to please his grandmother and aunt? The four dishes and one soup he had in the ancestral hall

Zhu Ping'an had long felt that something was wrong with these things.

Zhu Pingan broke free from his fourth uncle's hand, ran to the group of fat men who had just entered, and asked loudly without any fear, "You said my father borrowed money from you at high interest, do you have any evidence?"

"Zi'er..."

"Little pig..."

The family cried out in worry.

The fat man looked at the little kid who was just as tall as his thigh with amusement. Most children would be scared and cry when they saw him, and he had never seen such a brave kid before, so he had the rare idea of not using violence.

"What? Can't you, a little kid, learn to read?" the fat man asked with trembling flesh on his face.

"I have been in elementary school for nearly a hundred days. Please don't fool me." Zhu Ping'an stood there and stretched out his little hand calmly.

"Don't take the opportunity to tear it up, or your uncle will beat you."

The fat man thought it was ridiculous, but he still turned around and signaled his younger brother behind him to show the IOU to the little brat.

A man in black nodded respectfully to the fat man, took out an IOU from his arms, and carefully unfolded it to show Zhu Ping'an, in case Zhu Ping'an, the little brat, was shameless and tore up the IOU.

Zhu Ping'an only took a glance, a sneer appeared on his lips, he raised his head and looked at the fat man, and said firmly, "This is not my father's IOU!"

This is not an IOU from my father!

"Hey, you little brat, how dare you act like a scoundrel in front of me! I don't care if I hit someone, whether they are an adult or a child! This is the IOU written by your father himself." After hearing Zhu Ping'an's denial, the fat man was speechless. He was so angry that he laughed and threatened.

"You said that the IOU was written by my father himself. Are you sure?" Zhu Ping'an was not afraid of Hengroupengzi's threatening words at all, and asked without backing down.

"Nonsense, I saw your father write it with my own eyes." The fat man answered affirmatively.

"Sometimes what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true." Zhu Ping'an sneered on his chubby face.

"What do you mean?!" The fat man's patience seemed to be running out. This little brat actually dared to laugh at me.

Zhu Pingan turned around and walked to Zhu's father, gently pulled away Chen who was blocking Zhu's father, turned his head with red eyes, and shouted angrily to the fat man:

"What do I mean? You come to see my father who wrote the IOU in person in front of you, but my father who is lying in front of me?"

The fat guy was stunned by Zhu Ping'an's sudden outburst. What was this little fat guy shouting about? It was as if I had borrowed money from him by writing an IOU!

Unconsciously, the fat man walked up to Zhu Ping'an and looked in the direction Zhu Ping'an was pointing.

Oh my god, who is this? Why is he bleeding?! What happened to his leg?!

The fat man was completely stunned when he saw Zhu Shouyi for the first time. Who is this person? I don’t know him and have never seen him before. Why is this little brat watching me? Is he trying to frame me and say that I beat someone up? Is he asking for a beating

Then, the fat man saw Zhu Ping'an's angry eyes and suddenly realized something. He turned around and slapped one of his men behind him in the face, cursing loudly.

"Damn it, you guys injured this guy? Damn it, where are your eyes!"

The man who was beaten covered his face and did not dare to fight back. He just said aggrievedly, "Brother, this is Zhu Shouyi. I stepped on him better."

"Do you think I'm blind? This is not Zhu Shouyi!" The fat man slapped the man again, even harder this time, causing him to bleed from the nose.

What's going on

The people of the Zhu family were a little confused and looked at Zhu Pingan in confusion.

The moment Zhu Ping'an saw the IOU, he knew it was not from his father. It must have belonged to someone else. It was very simple. The IOU was purely handwritten, and there was no circle around Zhu's father's name, only a fingerprint.

Generally speaking, if you can't write, how do you borrow money? You have someone write it down, and then you draw a circle on it and put your fingerprint on it. If you can write, you don't need to draw a circle, because you can write, you can just sign your name and put your fingerprint on it.

But on this IOU from the fat guy, there was no circle around Zhu Shouyi's name, and Zhu's father couldn't write, so it was definitely not borrowed by Zhu's father. Just now the fat guy said that he saw "Zhu Shouyi" write it with his own eyes, so the answer was clear.

It must be my uncle who borrowed the money using my father’s name.

"Zhu Shouyi, come out!" After the fat man had taught his younger brother a lesson, he suddenly saw someone peeking furtively in the main room. He recognized at a glance that the person peeking was "Zhu Shouyi" who had borrowed money and written the IOU.

The fat man's shout woke everyone up, and everyone turned their eyes to their uncle Zhu Shouren who was cowering and trying to hide in the room.

"Hehe, you've got the wrong person!" said the uncle timidly and lacking confidence.

Obviously he was caught

"Bah! I'd recognize anyone who lent me money even if he turned into ashes!" The fat man spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, then waved his hand, and several younger brothers rushed into the room and dragged the uncle out.

Before anyone could react, Chen suddenly rushed over, scratched Zhu Shouren's face, and cried and scolded, "How can you treat your brother like this? My man has worked hard to support you, and you are doing this to us, are you worthy of us?"

If my grandmother and aunt hadn't stopped her, Chen would have definitely scratched my uncle into potato shreds.

The matter is clear at a glance!

The grandfather looked at Zhu Shouren in disbelief, then looked at his second son lying on the ground with a bloody leg, his hand holding the stick trembling...